Je suis comme je suis ~ Wende Snijders
maandag 31 december 2007
Qu'est-ce que tu veut?
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zondag 30 december 2007
Forte
No Coliseu - A Morte Saiu á Rua ~ José Afonso
Conversa sobre 25 de Abril e Traz Outro Amigo Também ~ Vitorino
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zaterdag 29 december 2007
Rire au paradis
Soms best gek a vida. Je weet het niet he, wat de morgen brengt.. Daarentegen ook niet wat gister je zal vertellen. Wat ieder geval op gaat is...
"Si on ne peut pas rire au paradis, je ne tiens pas à y aller."
Martin Luther
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donderdag 27 december 2007
Prend ma douleur stp
Ma acquisition plus nouvelle: CAMILLE... Je l'adore!
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Stan & Ollie
Perfecte imitatie van Laurel & Hardy, door Leuke Gasten Ed en Jeroen uit Aalsmeer. Voor meer info: ITB entertainment
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S.M.A.R.T.
"Alleen zinnige boodschappen laten zich communiceren."
Monique A.M. van Gennip
"Rebellion lay in his way and he found it."
Shakespeare
S.M.A.R.T.
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woensdag 26 december 2007
Denkend aan Pessoa
Het leven is niets
maar er is tenminste nog vraatzucht-
er is overal nog wel iets van vraatzucht,
laten we commités oprichten met beschermheren
en ereleden
en overvloedige banketten
om de vraatzucht te redden.
Ze schrijven op muren en viaducten:
'Weg met de vraatzucht',
ze gooien bommen in eetcafés en snoepfabrieken,
in keukens en snackbars,
ze weten niet wat ze doen
(vergeef ze),
wij,
wij laten ons natregenen met onze neus tegen ramen:
daarbinnen schrokken ze, zwelgen ze, glijden ze langzaam
onder tafel,
wij laten ons opsluiten in reusachtige pasteien en taarten,
tot de dood ons vindt,
o vraatzucht, stel van zilver en linnen,
wij nemen... eh... laat eens kijken... ja, dit... hier...
met een rode bourgogne, een Port-Victoire,
want het leven is niets.
Lange tijd gaat het goed,
stromen de rivieren vriendelijk naar zee,
bloeien de bloemen,
dartelen de vlinders,
slapen de filosofen in de brede schaduw van het dualisme,
geven mensen elkaar gelijk,
is het leven zacht en grootmoedig,
fluisteren meisjes in een oor:
'Laten we... enzovoort,
o laten we altijd... enzovoort...'
Heel lang gaat het goed,
onwaarschijnlijk lang gaat het onwaarschijnlijk goed.
Het gaat nog altijd goed,
zelfs nu gaat het nog goed
en nu
Toon Tellegen
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dinsdag 25 december 2007
Lua Cheia
Volle maan vannacht ~ Lua Cheia esta noite
Posso tomar parte? ~ Mag ik mee doen?
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maandag 24 december 2007
Natal e tal
Natal e um tempo de estar juntos. Para mim natal não e tão importante, quere dizer, o nascimento do bebe Jesus e tal, mas o estar juntos e. Infelizmente não conseguimos fazer isto, mas eu mesmo quero e mesmo não tenho tempo. Estou a estudar mesmo hoje.. e ainda estou atrasado.
Estamos juntos nos corações e temos o Skype para ouvir nos. Pena que o meu webcam ainda não chegou pa!
Amor, amor e amor de mim!
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woensdag 19 december 2007
Juntos
Ai ai ai, estes distancias.. O mundo é tão pequeno e tão larga no mesmo tempo. Graça ao Deus para o Skype e os blogs e tal... :)
Porque percebo a tua escolha! Toda a sorte para ti, a querida M!
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maandag 17 december 2007
Quadra Popular Alentjana
(Autor anónimo)
Foto: Christophe Agou
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zondag 16 december 2007
Naar bed met Andy
Op donderdag 10 januari organiseert de Andy Warhol Club van het Stedelijk een exclusieve sleep-in in de Supperclub, in Amsterdam. Nadat je eerst een nachtelijk bezoek hebt gebracht aan de tentoonstelling Other Voices Other Rooms, begeeft iedereen zich naar de Supperclub voor een knusse Warhol pyama-party! Er zullen allerlei artistieke verrassingen zijn van o.a. acteurs en VJ’s. Daarna lekker slapen om de volgende dag wakker te worden aan een overheerlijk Andy-ontbijt. Mocht je bang zijn niet in slaap te komen omringd door al die andere kunstliefhebbers om je heen , dan kan je altijd nog een tijd kijken naar Warhol’s film ‘Sleep‘: een 5 1/2-uur-durende registratie van een slapende man. Als dat niet rustgevend is!
Meer info wordt binnenkort bekend gemaakt via de Volkskrant. Er zijn maar een beperkt aantal plekken beschikbaar voor de sleep-in. Vergeet je slaapzak niet!
Meer weten?
Impression expo Warhol Other Voices Other Rooms
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Ternura
Uma inexplicável ternura,
um remorso comovido lacrimoso,
Por todas aquelas vítimas - principalmente as crianças -
Que sonhei fazendo ao sonhar-me pirata antigo,
Emoção comovida, porque elas foram minhas vítimas;
Terna e suave, porque não o foram realmente;
Uma ternura confusa, como um vidro embaciado, azulada,
Canta velhas canções na minha pobre alma dolorida.
Ah, como pude eu pensar, sonhar aquelas coisas?
Que longe estou do que fui há uns momentos!
Histeria das sensações - ora estas, ora as opostas!
Na loura manha que se ergue, como o meu ouvido só escolhe
As coisas de acordo com esta emoção - o marulho das aguas,
O marulho leve das águas do rio de encontro ao cais...
A vela passando perto de outro lado do rio,
Os montes longínquos , dum azul japonês,
As casas de Almada,
E o que há de suavidade e de infância na hora matutina!...
Uma gaivota que passa,
E a minha ternura é maior.
Fragmento de Ode Marítima
Fernando Pessoa
In het Nederlands te beluisteren in de uitzending van 13 december van Radio Cicada
>>> zie ook het bericht High Culture on the Air :)
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Wake up
Wake up, warchildren, watch the dark
burn in our lights from hell
until the ones that missed their mark
find you will burn as well.
Watch in the seconds that remain
adults insane with hate
kill dying to be born again
for they shall die too late.
With not a baby’s body won,
their childhood and their children gone,
the fathers go on fighting.
The sun will rise and shine upon
thick smears as it has always done.
Why do I go on writing
wake up, thick smears of war-torn child,
and let your seedling cells grow wild:
the wind will turn the earth afresh
and needs the flavor of your flesh.
Expose your past, your virgin cuts,
kiss with those sweetly yielding lips
of your wounds the brainless hips
of soldiers strangling in your guts.
Wake up, vaguely remembered face,
photo from a forgotten place,
and do what you can do:
come back through rotten time and space.
I have been living by your grace
and am in love with you.
Leo Vroman
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zaterdag 15 december 2007
Warhol does Beatrix
Mais um mesinho para ver o expo de Warhol no Stedelijk CS te Amsterdam
Radio
15 juni sprak Theodor Holman in Desmet Live over de kunstenaar Andy Warhol met Stephan Sanders (De Volkskrant, Met het oog op morgen), Karel Wasch (biograaf van o.a. Dylan Thomas en Jack Kerouac), Chris van der Heijden (historicus), Max Pam (vaste columnist van het programma), Nicole Delissen, Hoofd Presentaties & Collecties Stedelijk Museum.
Te beluisteren en bekijken: Desmet Live
Luister naar kunstcriticus Hans den Hartog Jager over zijn boek 'Warhol in essentie', 8 oktober j.l., bij De Avonden op Radio 6
Lou Reed opened the expo in the Stedelijk. Listen and watch Reed years ago telling about his meeting Warhol
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donderdag 13 december 2007
High culture on the air :)
Luister naar ONZE UITZENDING VAN VANDAAG: over o.m.
-August Willemsen ~ auteur en vertaler van Pessoa, Camoes, de Andrade
-Lluis-Anton Baulenas ~ Catalaanse auteur, over zijn boek La Felicitat, pas vertaald in het Nederlands Het Geluk
-La Colombina ~ Spaans Kerstconcert in de Waalse Kerk in Amsterdam
Van RADIO CICADA!
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Post tenebras lux
Na duisternis komt licht
Gerechtigkeit als nackte Frau mit Schwert und Waage
Lucas Cranach de Oude
ca 1537
Finalmente, justicia ~ Eindelijk, gerechtigheid
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woensdag 12 december 2007
Media Art of the '90
Essay on Consolidation Service, (1999, Eija-Liisa Ahtila)
As Weibel describes in his article have experiments with single and double screen presentations been explored in the sixties.[1] Therefore is the work Consolidation Service not entirely new; there is a basis to be found in these experimental works from the sixties. At that time artists already were trying to exceed regular projections and thus linearity, namely in the Avant-garde films, albeit, as Weibel states, in a more subjective way. Multiple narrative perspectives were expressed, much like some painters sliced up the canvas, with multiple screens, projections and/ or different films alongside one another.[2] As Weibel puts it:
“From the outset, the extension of the single screen to many screens, from the single projection to multiple projections represented not only an expansion of visual experience. It always engaged in the service a new approach to narration”.
This is a big similarity between the experiments of the sixties and those of the nineties. But it differs as well, mainly in the part that the viewer plays, which I will later elaborate on.
Since narration is the way of telling stories, it is communication. Consolidation Service is a work about communication, molded in the form of a story about an estranged couple that’s seeking help from a therapist. It is funny and probably no coincidence that it is a story about communication, since the experiment that Ahtila is conducting is also one of communication. Communication between the couple, between the two versions she presents, between the story and the spectator and indirectly between the spectator and herself. Ahtila is exploring the way narrative is coming across to a spectator by offering her piece in different ways; she is researching narrative and at the same time technical possibilities (which fits this day and age).[4]
By using images and sound effects that are real – not real, staged – not staged, she deconstructs the narrative and by offering a two-screen version she plays with the two narratives, and the effect of these on the viewer. The at one time converging and another diverging images supplement or comment on each other.
For instance when one is talking to the therapist you see the other in the second screen looking at the first talking, and thus the facial expressions provoke by the text of the first. Because of the setting of the room of the therapist, this is not possible in a single-screen version.
Later on when the drowning scene is about to happen, you see the group walking on the ice; on one screen you see the bodies, the second the legs. On the faces you see the moods provoked by the progress of the evening and the joke told by one of them, the other just legs. Why this is an interesting shot the spectator understands when they fall through the ice. Often, one of the images can be seen as reflecting upon the just passed or the just following.
The sequence of the images is also provoking; for instance when the image of the fighting dogs is shown after the couple has barked at each other. The cuts are so that they fall exactly irregularly, creating a daring unity. For example, the sound comes sooner then the image or visa versa. Sound creates an extra dimension and or challenge for a non Finnish speaker, as it is difficult to get a grip on the screen that one is not watching when one cannot follow the voice-over. Maybe this is meant as part of the elusiveness of a double-screen version, as often life itself is.
At a certain point the estranged couple sits separated on either side of the two screens and as they look at the edges of the screen, they look not at other people in the off-screen space, but at the spectator. In contrast with viewing cinema where one is supposed to forget the self, the spectator suddenly becomes aware of herself, and therefore becomes part of the story; the setting for the installation makes up a great part of this whole. One could say that this whole, the space, its contents, the installation, and the spectator, is the piece of art.[5]
Innovatively, Ahtila puts a lot of responsibility in the eye of the beholder by setting up the installation in a large room with sometimes wall filling projections of the double-screen version with maybe two large fauteuils in front. This creates the sensation for the spectator of being physically part of the narrative; she gets a sense of playing the part of the therapist, listening to both the man and the woman and not choosing sides. But as suggested earlier, the couple sometimes looks at the spectator, as if they do appeal for her to choose sides. Ahtila opens up the dialogue with cinema by forming the physical space of her installation like she has.[6] It enhances the realistic effect of the piece enormously and provokes an interactive feeling. “Consequently, observation of the world gives way tot the observation of communication” (Weibel, 2000).[7] The spectator is (un)willingly communicating with the given by continuously making choices. Even though the sound makes sure that you are involved with both screens*, because of the enormity of the projections one has to choose at which to look, which can also be seen as a metaphor for an interactive situation. Are we a spectator or a visitor?[8]
Consolidation Service is an interesting development of the experiments of the sixties; in using modern technology Ahtila exceeds precedents. The difference between (the technology of) cinema and video is no longer important. Artists of the nineties use whichever means necessary to get their message across; which in this case can be described as: where does narrative go when technology of the nineties gets involved?
[1] Weibel, 1999, p. 28.
[2] Weibel, 1999, p. 25, 26; Gregory Markopoulos is a good example: “I propose a new form of narration as a combination of classical montage technique with a more abstract system. This system incorporates the use of short film phases that evoke thoughtimages. Each film phase comprises a selection of specific images similar to the harmonious unity of a musical composition. The film phases determine other interrelationships among themselves; in classical montage technique, there is a constant relationship to the continuous shot; in my abstract system there is a complex of different images that are repeated.”
[3] Weibel, 1999, p. 26.
[4] Shaw, 2000, p. 150.
[5] Morse, 1990, p. 154, 166.
[6] Bellour, 2000, p. 37.
[7] Weibel, 1999, p. 34.
* Besides the previously mentioned language barrier; this by the way is a very interesting aspect to be elaborated on by one not limited to an amount of words since this piece is about communication!
[8] Smoking – non Smoking (1993) by Alain Resnais: Bellour, 2000, p. 40, 39; Morse, 1990, p. 158.
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maandag 10 december 2007
Das wunderbare leben
"Das wunderbarste Märchen ist das Leben selbst."
Hans Christian Andersen
[Het wonderbaarlijkste sprookje is het leven zelf]
[O conto de fadas mais assombroso e a vida propria]
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zondag 9 december 2007
Stockhausen
In Memoriam Componist Karlheinz Stockhausen 1928 ~ 2007
Audio & image: Himmels Tür (bron: NRC)
Bericht NRC
Interview with Stockhausen
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Sacha niet alleen lekker
Expo van Sacha de Boer
het Nederlands Instituut van Beeld en Geluid Hilversum
7 december 2007 t/m 5 april 2008
(foto: Nos)
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A cultura portuguesa está em saldo, quem dá mais?
(fotografia: o Publico)
Se vende os originais do Fernando Pessoa
E um manuscrito de Mario Sá de Carneiro
P4P, galeria onde e que se vende os
Mais informacao sobre a galeria
Artigo no Publico
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zaterdag 8 december 2007
Go Pedro Magalhaes!
Inauguração: 30 de Novembro, sexta-feira às 22h
Opening: 30th November, Friday 10pm
Uma exposição colectiva que irá reunir obras dos 15 fotógrafos/artistas representados pela Lab.65, bem como trabalhos dos seus respectivos convidados.
A collective exhibition that will gather the works of 15 photographers/artists represented by Lab.65, and the works of their guests.
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Patience
"Geduld verliest men het gemakkelijkst als men het niet bezit."
Alec Beaufish
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Televisao
Ja nao pó
Essay on Window on the World. The story of Europe’s TV, BBC
Window on the world is a walk thru of television history in primarily
For example, letting a person coming from each of the countries speak about this period in time, seems to provide a factual story, or might say something about a well connected and conniving BBC editor. History must speak for itself, and the problem is that history is often built on prominent companies making believable presentations like this documentary by the prominent BBC.
Of course there is factual information to be found in this presentation, like the reception of television; the possible immediacy of the medium wondered the people and provided a difference with say cinema. Television could be really immediate and live and soon people understood that this offered possibilities, which founded the concept of live news broadcasting. In this the BBC still had, like in radio, a paternalistic way of broadcasting, and a wish for television being a medium to ‘build the nation’; the spreading of optimistic modernist seeds, albeit mainly nationalistic.[1] Like Gripsrud suggest, the BBC wouldn’t mind to ‘inject’ opinions and attitudes in people’s heads.[2] The use and implementation of the medium had different means to an end in different countries.[3]
I must thus conquest the idea introduced in the documentary, and concord with Fickers (2006), that the television has been the primary agent of early globalization and modernization; I think that this property should be appointed to radio. The implementation of the new technology of television and its contexts took place in already existing institutional en technological contexts.[4]
The central narrative found in the documentary is quite positive and presented as a success story, but there are definitely alternative narratives to be found; the whole is not entirely realistic. For example the case of the difference in lines between the countries; this BBC documentary presents Great Britain in this struggle as being a lenient partner, as granting other countries an own approach about how many lines to use, whereas a similar documentary made by say the Germans or the French might present a pushy Britain.
This ongoing inequality suggests that
The war played a big roll in the development of European broadcasting because the non-Nazi countries stopped broadcasting in the war, and the others used it solely for spreading Nazi propaganda. The technology didn’t come to a complete standstill but the building of a European community did, and only after the war were cross country circuits built, for the broadcasting of the coronation of Queen Elizabeth II. This opened the eyes of many viewers and of countries like
I must agree with Gripsrud in the point of view of television being a form of not only economic interests, but also of deep-structures of modern societies.[6] This will most certainly have influenced the development of the medium; people will have felt this underlying power of the institution of television and will have probably feared it. Since not everybody had a direct interest of some sort, not everybody will have worked evenly hard to explore, implement and develop the use of it.
However, the development from the 50’s and 60’s on worth paints a different picture. The Tellstar satellite, launched by the Soviets in 1962, rang in a new era; besides quarrels over the first test was a baseball game the beginning of worldwide broadcasting. A few funerals, a sequence about birth and the man on the moon appeared to become the foundation for D’Arcy’s Eurovision, but Eurovision has never flourished as D’Arcy wanted it to.
To get back to the documentary, one can now say that the main narrative of it is backwards wishful thinking. It appears to present a confirmation of a self thought up roll in the history of the development of the institution of television. It is self-serving whole; it introduces a subjective story, which confirms itself. With out judging the ‘objet d’art’ it is, which is what I wish to name it, I conclude that one should approach it mainly as such, and not solely as a trustworthy historical source.
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Coisas Bonitas
Diller Scofidio & Renfro ~ Museum of Art and Technology (há coisas bonitas não há)
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vrijdag 7 december 2007
De Bedreigde Zwaan
Jan Asselijn, 1652, olieverf op doek, Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam
Met D naar het Rijksmuseum geweest vanavond. Tegenwoordig open op vrijdagavond.
O Rijksmuseum tambem abre as seixtas noites agora.
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La femme
"La femme est le rayon de la lumiere divine."
Djalal al-Din Rumi
Of in 't NL
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donderdag 6 december 2007
Facile
"Il est plus facile de faire guerre que la paix."
Georges Clemenceau
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Poème Cinématographique
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K. Schippers
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dinsdag 4 december 2007
Dromen
Twee werre-werelden bewoon ik overhands:
Een die 't volkomen is, een andere bijkans.
's Daags vind ik mij in d' een, 's nachts dunk ik mij in d'ander.
In arbeid en in ernst gelijken zij malkander.
Dit scheelt het: deze zie 'k, die dróóm ik dat ik zie,
Of is deez' mogelijk zo wel een droom als die?
Constantijn Huygens (1596 - 1687)
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maandag 3 december 2007
Een korrelig humeur
Ik heb snert in mijn snavel
en kijk in mijn keel.
Ik heb niets aan mijn navel
en haartjes te veel,
ik heb gruis in mijn oren
en grind als ik praat.
Ik wil niets van tevoren
maar ook niets te laat,
ik heb een steen in mijn schoen
en ik heb hem niet aan.
Ik zal er water in doen
en een dag laten staan.
Ik heb dorst in mijn tenen
de vloer is te droog,
ik heb touw in mijn benen
en iets in mijn oog,
ik heb haar op mijn hoofd
en mij op haar hand,
ik heb vaak iets beloofd
maar knikker met zand
ik heb zand in mijn smaak,
en een hand in mijn zak,
ik weg dat ik maak,
kom zaagselgebak
ach ik heb de pest
aan mijzelf als een vent.
Goed dat hij de rest
van mij niet goed kent.
Zo. Dit is voorbij.
Weg is mijn verdriet.
Dus dit vers was voor mij.
Lees het maar niet.
Leo Vroman
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Zien, horen, zwijgen?
Webcam para o Skype. Shit, was het toch de verkeerde camera! Sorry voor de dooie mus! Ik ben verder onderzoek gaan doen:
- Vergelijking van de drie webcams zoals Skype die aanbiedt, op de site van de maker, Logitech, zelf
- Prijsvergelijking van eentje daarvan, de Quickcam Pro 9000, bij verschillende webwinkels. Hij is dus ook voor minder te krijgen maar dat is toch altijd een beetje eng-achtig...
- En alle webcams van Logitech, kijk maar eens..
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zaterdag 1 december 2007
Cultura / política
Quando se fala de cultura, não se fala de política.
Quando se fala de política, não se fala de cultura.
Gepost door O Jardim dos 7 Sentidos The Garden of the 7 Senses op 15:27:00 0 reacties