Visual Poetry

Using language as her medium, Jenny Holzer (b. 1950) has created a critically important body of work over the past three decades. Her texts have appeared in nontraditional media such as posters and electronic signs, billboards and T-shirts, and most recently as dematerialized, luminous projections on surfaces as different as crashing ocean waves and the Louvre’s large glass pyramid.

Whether she is using her own idiomatic texts, borrowing the words of international poets, or citing formerly classified materials containing policy debates, battle plans, and testimonies of American soldiers and detainees in U.S. custody, Holzer works between the public and private, the body politic and the body, the universal and the particular. Always timely, she provides a range of opinions, attitudes, and voices in works infused with formal beauty, sensitivity, and power.

My selection part II, enjoy!

DuendOna

Visual Poetry

Jenny Holzer’s pioneering approach to language as a carrier of content and her use of nontraditional media and public settings as vehicles for that content make her one of the most interesting and significant artists working today. Alternating between fact and fiction, the public and the private, the universal and the particular, Holzer’s work offers an incisive social and psychological portrait of our times

My selection part I… enjoy!

DuendOna

Steve Vai - “Bad Horsie”

From the best Album “Alien loves secrets”

Amazing. Enjoy and good morning!

(Source: youtube.com)

Improving my English =)

A dark horse

Someone who emerges to prominence.

This was originally horse racing parlance. A dark horse was one that wasn’t known to the punters and was difficult to place odds on. The figurative use later spread to other fields and has come to apply to anyone who comes under scrutiny but is previously little known.

Benjamin Disraeli provides the earliest known reference to the phrase in The Young Duke, 1831:

"A dark horse, which had never been thought of … rushed past the grand stand in sweeping triumph."

The figurative use seems first to have been taken up when referring to the candidates for academic preferment:

The Saturday Review, 1860 - “A Headship … often given by the College conclaves to a man who has judiciously kept himself dark.”

Sketches from Cambridge, 1865 - “Every now and then a dark horse is heard of, who is supposed to have done wonders at some obscure small college.”

Ver "Artesia In my Dreary Thoughts" en YouTube   

Artesia In my Dreary Thoughts:
dreamy vocals to say good night

Improve su español: poeta Oliverio Girondo

me importa un pito que las mujeres tengan los

senos como magnolias o como pasas de higo; un cutis de

durazno o de papel de lija. Le doy una importancia igual a

cero, al hecho de que amanezcan con un aliento afrodisíaco

o con un aliento insecticida. Soy perfectamente capaz de

soportarles una nariz que sacaría el primer premio en una

exposición de zanahorias; ¡pero eso sí! —y en esto soy

irreductible— no les perdono, bajo ningún pretexto, que no

sepan volar. Si no saben volar ¡pierden el tiempo las que

pretendan seducirme!

Ver "Beck - Heart Is A Drum" en YouTube   

Beck - Heart Is A Drum:

She passes the days one after the other
She never sees, she never hears
Counting the hours, her life is a rerun
A series of failures rolled into one.

When she was young she looked towards the future
Eyes full of promise, a heart filled with joy
How had her road twisted so harshly
Can these two women be one and the same?

Once she dreamed of romance
Once she imagined she lived in a castle
Once she held the world in her hands
Once was a long time ago,
Far far away.

How her mind aches, her life’s been a hard one
Filled with such sorrow, no girl should know
How her heart aches, she’s loves and she’s lost
Some say its better, but she disagrees…

Once she dreamed of romance
Once she imagined she lived in a castle
Once she held the world in her hands,
Once was a long time ago,
Far far away-when she was young
she looked towards the future
Eyes full of promise, a heart filled with joy
How had her road twisted so harshly
Can these two women be one and the same?

She passes the days one after the other…
Looking for answers
Far far away

Far far away
Far far away
Far far away

ybb55:

Earth in the Balance by janetchui

Looking for my best azimuth angle…

Nat king cole, Nature Boy

There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far
Very far, over land and sea

A little shy and sad of eye
But very wise was he

And then one day, a magic day
He passed my way, and while we spoke
Of many things, fools and kings
This he said to me

"The greatest thing you’ll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return”

"The greatest thing you’ll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return”

(Source: youtube.com)

Bom dia, doçura!

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Deep yellow

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