É bom sonhar com a chuva?

ainda não era eu nascida e estava já amaldiçoada.

encontrado em O Inverno na Poesia Portuguesa: antologia

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entretanto, com o destino irremediavelmente traçado, já tudo anotei, sublinhei e escarafunchei neste livro (a falta duma poetisa nesta antologia era demasiado chocante para persistir nas minhas mãos)

Soon we will be strangers. No, we can never be that. Hurting someone is an act of reluctant intimacy. 
We will be dangerous acquaintances with a history.

HANIF KUREISHI

Chorus of Crickets

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Si on convoque une centaine de jeunes gens, que vous projetez La nuit du carrefour de Renoir, ils vont dire : « Ouh ! le son ! l’image, flou ! FLOU ! ». Et c’est un film fantastique qui est fait de brouillard et de flou. On se frotte les yeux, moi je me suis frotté les yeux pendant tout le film. Et c’est magique. 

On croit voir parfois des spectres.

PEDRO COSTA

GYROVAGI’S TRAJECTORY

CONSTANTIN SCHLACHTER

At the beginning of Christianity, Gyrovagi were wandering monks without fixed residence or leadership. Free from all dogmas, they are constrained by a strong link to nature and matter. Thus they travelled to break that link, and find a trajectory to reach their own spiritual center. 

This project is a free interpretation of the Gyrovagi’s concept. The images were made in an instinctive way during retreats and wanderings. These loneliness and silent periods transform feelings and lead to self-interrogations. 

To find that, pictures are manipulated in order to lose their realism, scales and colors. It transforms the natural matter into a spiritual one. This alchemic process consists of finding the original feelings through mental landscapes, with their own animals and figures. It is a mystical roam to return to a primeval notion of Nature.