(C) cindy sherman
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miau....
Inside the doll house there are many rooms, doors and windows.Insides and outsides. Warm red velvet curtains and cold metal chains. Records playing in the distance and loud sounds right in your face.Ghosts running around free and puppets on a string. Lions,tigers and bears.Alice and the mirror, rabbits down a hole.Use your instincts,feel the way.Hear it,see it,taste it...
miau....
- A outra face da Lua
- A rata perfumada
- And this is reality
- Arte Photographica
- Bá
- Café e Cigarras
- Carta ao peixe
- Cinecitta
- Clarice had a little lamb
- Coisas boas da vida
- Círculo Vicioso
- Ditluitoi
- Looking for Grace
- Lost (in) Translation
- Miguel Somsen
- Movie Quiz
- Movieplayground
- O curso das estrelas
- Pensamentos SGPS
- Tempo Revisto
- The Dark Room
- The White Scratcher
- Tongzhi
- Um amor atrevido
- Uma imensa minoria
- Unemployed&Co
- Whynotnow
4 comments:
"who I love?
forever untold
soft skin on surface
a feeling never to unfold
depper scarced into my insides
lies a love i cannot disguise...
what do I love?
what is but a form of who
and who I love is you...
a strange love...
from a freakish being...
a strange love...
for you my darling...
I've lost myself
for you to find,
in your heart, I am
in your soul, me
in your touch, us
thus our language is...
an incredible connection
a delicate palate
your taste
never to be known interaction...
together in who or what?
doesn't matter...
i'm here to stay..."
"what is but a form of who"
Plastic a form of skin, cuts the begining of scars. We can love warm and soft or hard and cruel, all forms of love. Love is blood that warms the plastic and turns it into skin...shadows made by the fire shape the human form.
Well,,, firstly I need to define what love is in my mind,,,,,, not easy.. he common sense abosed that word....
... to me,,, I know is something that makes me feel good and bad at the same time,,,,
why ??? Let me think about it....
Talvez o amor tenha mais a ver c o outro....pq amamos estamos dispostos a tentar sair de nós mms, estamos dispostos a analisar, a enfrentar todos esses sentimentos contraditórios... pq o outro vale a pena q se tente, pelo q de bom trás c ele.e mm q n se consiga vencer, acho q n se deixa de amar...o amor existe para além disso talvez....existe no fracasso tb...se será melhor ou pior n sei....
Acho q realmente é dificil perceber o q é o amor, no geral e para nós mms...talvez seja um conceito em construção c cada passo, c cada amor...
Think about it and let me know ;)the doors are always open ;)
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