Saturday, March 19, 2011

Kate Ground Complete Sets

Satvat on Marc Chagall

Marc Chagall - The artist and his model - 1949

extraordinary painter Marc Chagall is nostalgia, a longing that he reported to the village particularly native Vitebsk but in reality has a much more symbolic and mystical. The paintings of Chagall, Vitebsk is not a geographical place but a place of dreams and the soul, where speakers are around kids and other animals purely symbolic and humanized. The houses are inhabited and impressive architecture, as in a crib, and the human population has a strong fairy-tale character, when he is climbing on roofs but also if portrayed in normal activities. The color spreads strongly color the landscape with clouds, which appear to be driven by a mysterious wind, which stirs people, things and emotions fascinating as undefined. A time has not even Vitebsk an ordinary slide, but the fifth form that reflects events past, present, future, and that will never come to pass, with an extraordinary sense of contemporary and intriguing.

The artist created this imaginary world on his canvas believing in innocence, so he performed the miracle of making button, giving quell'assolutezza with which we deceive our nightly dreams of being true. With this spell your dreams can sometimes tell us of the mysteries, and this is the way in which the artist's nostalgia fills us gently. A melancholy nostalgia like the alchemist, but not saturnine but smiling, but no less spiritual. In fact, Chagall was a mystic who chose to paint rather than going to the synagogue, which the rigidity of prayer canonical preferred the dance of the painting. In the mad genius has shown that the mystics hassid that he had seen twirling in the street of his childhood and I am sure that there understood as the authentic mysticism is beyond the rules, that true prayer is mature in life, and living intensely with the opening of the heart. He was in fact a wandering musician-painter, like his violin transfigured, and Sarabande composed of colors and graceful figures and smiling.

His is an eternal song of love and intimacy, of which the woman was beloved goddess and muse. Chagall's dream seemed to tear after the death of Belle, but fortunately for him another moon rose, two women who were beloved one female archetype in his painting as in life, a mirror must for cheer in the confidence of the conjunction alchemy of opposites. The painter is continually portrayed with her friend, but no investigation of the self-introspection, did not intend to see each other personally, but to celebrate the union of love, where the presence of individual is irrelevant. The couple that has so much cherished by his painting is a mirror, a formula of integration, a constant reminder all'androginia spiritual position of unity around which made the big show dell'irrefrenabile generation, almost a Mandala of Creation.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

The Hand Crank Battery Charger

Pomegranate

It was written in
pomegranate

I knew that I did not read carefully
A red after another fell

leaving the skeleton of a once

Yellow thirsty
fruit without pulp

as a phrase in the sand dry
taken away from the sea
Carmine
almost transparent crystalline
this blood that falls drop by drop

and wet where you pose as the wave

where the feet sink
stop,
disappear and no longer want to hear
vacuous words

Make Custom Ear Gauge

drive out the cold

from the ankle to the elbows
heave
shivering as if my body wanted to expel the cold

eyes that do not see the tenacious
absences
Back to the days that seemed to mind

and were only moments of immense

musk is not enough to stop biting winter

that so acute, stubborn
expectations torn
Diving in solfeggios

of a troubled sea that moves the waves without

appease the wandering seeker
than wheat after wheat ear

the sand between your fingers tired
to find gold