AUSTRALIAN ABORIGENES – The vibrations of the didgeridoo https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IRF6r7k1ymg
Read More »AUSTRALIAN STORIES: Romance, by Henry Lawson
AUSTRALIAN STORIES A collection of short stories, which speaks of a time in the distant Australia. Inside the pages of this book, you’ll find humans who breathed the air – herders and miners – people who were able to live and create solidarity. You will not find the name of the main protagonist, but page after page, too, will find …
Read More »STEPS: Poetry by Dennis Haskell
STEPS A man was going on the grains compact the coast of Geraldton, alongside waves hesitant on shells, the smooth incessant restless Indian Ocean. Walking does not imitate, he thought, wondering where to go, a bit ‘sterposo, he thought on these sands otherwise deserted by mounds of seaweed scattered purple and black rocks with strange shapes, could walk forever, the …
Read More »DAVID ALFARO SIQUEIROS (1896/1974), MEXICAN PAINTER: When the murals becomes the concrete expression of art
WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Cielito lindo, by Quirino Mendoza y Cortés
CIELITO LINDO De la sierras morenas, Cielito Lindo, vienen bajando. Un par de ojitos negros,cielito lindo, de contrabando. Ay! ¡ay! ¡ay! ¡ay! Canta y no llores! Porque cantando se alegran, cielito lindo, los corazones. Pájaro que abandona, Cielito lindo, su primer nido, si lo encuentra ocupado, Cielito lindo, bien merecido. Ay! ¡ay! ¡ay! ¡ay! Canta y no llores! Porque cantando …
Read More »WHAT STARTS AND ENDS: Poetry, María Baranda
WHAT STARTS AND ENDS That starts and ends, when she looks at the precipice of blue ink? And it is having been behind the bars of the sunrises, bent, dig now in your meat cut, scratchy tucked the summit, opening heaven in your particles under the caste rain water. Woman on which beach you will, in which your ships and …
Read More »Max Švabinský (1873/1962), Czech painter: Dreaming by colours, between Plenarian, Realism and Syobolism styles
THE CASE OF UNFAITHFUL KLARA: Romance, by Viewegh Michal
THE CASE OF UNFAITHFUL KLARA The exclusivity of the feeling of love, in a particular novel, one where you browse pages that contain simple words, sentences and are a love betrayed, in a few pages. Perhaps, by reading what happens to the protagonists of these events afflicting hearts, you too will close the book feeling you in a strange condition, …
Read More »KAZIMIR MALEVICH (1878/1935), POLISH-RUSSIAN PAINTER: The pioneer of geometric abstract art, full of straight lines and squares
WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Mykola Lysenko, the Taras Bulba Overture
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KdPQR25nnKs (Mykola Lysenko)
Read More »TIMELESS BOOKS: Near wild heart, novel, by Clarice Lispector
NEAR WILD HEART Imagine a prism, imagine that right inside of it a light illuminates the wild heart of life. Imagine that Joana – the protagonist of this novel – is wrapped in that light, living and dreaming, dreaming of a school inside the forest and cats drinking milk, in small plates of gold. That little girl …
Read More »SERGEJ IVANOVIC OSIPOV (1915/1985), RUSSIAN PAINTER: The internal force of any object, linked with the theme of Motherland
WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Rhapsody, by Sergej Vasil’evič Rachmaninov
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RgtEUr_n9vM (Sergej Vasil’evič Rachmaninov)
Read More »TIMELESS BOOKS: Dead Souls, novel by Nikolai Vasilyevich Gogol
DEAD SOULS You should imagine a Russia far, particular and mysterious, get to see an affable trafficker in “dead souls”. That was the way of looking at people with no money and good birth. The serfs. Imagine, now, that the newcomer is particularly imaginative, that his mind analyze the possibility of reducing taxes for the benefit of “living souls”, ie …
Read More »ROMANTIC MOON: Poetry, by Konstantin Balmont
ROMANTIC MOON When the moon shines in the night mist, with his scythe tender and shiny, my soul aspires to another world, enchanted by infinite distances. The woods, the mountains, the snow-white peaks, I hasten in dreams as a spirit sick, I watch the world peaceful, and softly cry and breath the moon. I absorb this pale splendor, as an …
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