Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Parasites

Just ripping off "the wall" of berlin-artparasites.


Now, this was the thing that really made me appreciate the page, both the text and the pictures as one:




"today my professor told me
every cell in our entire body
is destroyed and replaced
every seven years.

how comforting it is to know
one day i will have a body
you will have never touched." 





Amazing, isn't it? 

I think that the page is really different compared to many of its kind, probably because they quote ordinary people from time to time (plus the quotes from famous people) who have some truly great insights, based on their personal experiences, I guess. And mostly the way they combine this insights with art, professional art as far as I can tell.



There are so many more gems, I just can't stop myself from sharing some.


 "Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together?
Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences." —Emery Allen

"I don’t believe in love at first sight but I do believe in seeing someone from across the room and knowing instantly that they’re going to matter to you." —Ryan O'Connell

sculptures by Gehard Demetz"






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"bedtime story:

"And when it started to get dark you pointed to the sky, and told me there was a star for every thing you loved about me." ― Lauren Oliver, Requiem"






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"It is in the rain that I feel most at home. My vision grows blurry and the sheets of water that fall from the sky render everything inconsistent. Interchangeable. Like the features of my own face: they lack definition. They could be a million other things, a million other people.

My face is the reflection you see in a mirror covered in steam: unfocused. My voice is the sound you hear when the airplane launches into the sky: muffled. My soul is the Times New Roman font you see in every piece of writing: nondescript.

I am utterly without character, without spike. I lack definition and it is in the rain that I feel most at home, because the rain renders everything uniform, and for once, I don't feel alone."
—submitted anonymously to berlin-artparasites

Painting by Linnea Strid"






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 “Well, if you had one phone call to make before you died, who would you call, what would you say, and why are you waiting?” —Unknown"










As usial:




What I've heard on one different radio not so long ago. That cabaret sound is enchanting, especially when she starts singing in German, the era described in the books of Erich Maria Remarque and Erich Kästner immediately comes back to life in my mind. The song is a trubute to Marlene Dietrich, I think. She and Remarque had some kind of a romance, it's a shame that his love letters to her are only available in German.

"Das ist, was soll ich machen
 Bau in meine Natur
 Ich kann halt lieben nur
 Und sonst gar nichts"

So simply said. Building. Have never thought about that aspect.

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