The Stockholm Metro

http://archibase.net/archinews/14172.html

http://albertomontt.blogspot.com/

Extinguish Thou My Eyes

Extinguish Thou my eyes:I still can see Thee,

deprive my ears of sound:I still can hear Thee,

and without feet I still can come to Thee,

and without voice I still can call to Thee.

Sever my arms from me, I still will hold Thee

with all my heart as with a single hand,

arrest my heart, my brain will keep on beating

,and Should Thy fire at last my brain consume,

the flowing of my blood will carry Thee.

Translated by Albert Ernest Flemming

Rainer Maria Rilke

once upon a time there was a dinner... :))) i like wasabi!!!

Antics in a Restaurant

Kimbei Kusakabe (Japan, 1841-1934)

Tinted albumen print, circa 1890

This is a rare example of humor in earlyJapanese photography. The man in the center is about to eat a shrimp that's been tinted bright green -- the color of fiery-hot Japanese horseradish called wasabi. Next to him, second from right, another young man reads something shocking in a book that's perched on a hibachi. At far right, another member of the group plays air guitar on a broom.
An array of dishes is in the foreground of this animated scene; we can identify a tray of eggs and a plate of sliced cucumbers. (For a closer look, an enlarged detail is available -- click here to open it in a new window.)
Kimbei apprenticed under the globe-trotting British photographer Felice Beato, who opened a studio in Yokohama in the 1860s. Kimbei also worked for Beato's successor, the Austrian Baron Raimund von Stillfried-Ratenicz. From 1885 until 1913 Kimbei operated a studio under his own name in Yokohama.

L'amour du mensonge

...Mais ne suffit-il pas que tu sois l'apparence,

Pour réjouir un coeur qui fuit la vérité ?

Qu'importe ta bêtise ou ton indifférence ?

Masque ou décor, salut ! J'adore ta beauté.

Ducks before the storm

The Shell Book

In the spring of 1767, the Japanese artist Ito Jakuchu and the poet Daiten Kenjo, heading for Osaka, set out just before dawn on a daylong boat trip down the Yodo River….The result of their journey was "Aboard the Ship of Inspiration" (1767), an astonishing 28-footlong, black-white-and-gray panoramic scroll. The collaborative woodblock print has never been publicly displayed until now, and it is the centerpiece of the New York Public Library's "Ehon: The Artist and the Book in Japan," an exquisite exhibition of approximately 250 works of "ehon," or Japanese "picture books," from the library's collections.

http://www.nypl.org/research/chss/ehon/book1.html

Miho Museum

http://www.miho.or.jp/english/

Interesting Life

"É impossível saber que espécie de grito é o meu:

é verdade que é terrível a ponto de desfigurar-me os traços tornando-os semelhantes às faces de uma besta, mas também é de certa forma alegre, a ponto de transformar-me numa criança.(...)

Uma coisa é certa: seja o que for que o meu grito possa significar, destina-se a durar para além de qualquer possível tempo."

Pier Paolo Passolini

Frank Lloyd Wright (excellent animation)

http://www.etereaestudios.com/docs_html/fallingwater_htm/fallingwater_index.htm

return at home

http://emichrysalis.co.uk/sigurros/heima/film/heima_trailer.html

Works

http://www.niks.or.jp/chouyoukan/mshimizu/index.html

Talvez me suceda em mim mesmo.

Não sei quem mas alguém morreu em mim.

Também ontem pressentia a desaparição e estava ameaçado pela luz, mas hoje é outra a faca diante dos meus olhos.

Não quero ser o meu próprio estranho, estou entorpecido pelas visões.

É difícil por todos os dias luz nas veias e trabalhar na retracção de rostos desconhecidos até que se convertam em rostos amados e depois chorar porque vou abandoná-los ou porque eles me vão abandonar.

Que estupidez ter medo à beira da falsidade, que cansaço abandonar a inexistência e morrer depois todos os dias.

Antonio Gamoneda, in "ardem as perdas" quasi (2004)