"...One day you will blossom
One day, one day when you're ready
An aeroplane
Will curve gracefully
Around the volcano
With the eruption that never lets you down..."
BJORK
One day. Hoje. Porque é o teu dia, João.
Fotografia de LM
sábado, 31 de maio de 2008
quinta-feira, 29 de maio de 2008
NOS BASTIDORES DE UM CONCERTO
terça-feira, 27 de maio de 2008
segunda-feira, 26 de maio de 2008
sexta-feira, 23 de maio de 2008
quarta-feira, 21 de maio de 2008
IMAGEM NÃO AUTORIZADA
O João foi à China. O João podia ser fotógrafo. Ou músico. Em vez disso, o João lá se vai disfarçando de engenheiro e calcorreia terras alheias. Aposto que a menina sorriu só para ele. E o João acenou de volta com estas cores.
Que tenhas um bom regresso. E que perdoes esta minha imagem de ti. Não autorizada.
Fotografia de João S.
terça-feira, 20 de maio de 2008
domingo, 18 de maio de 2008
sexta-feira, 16 de maio de 2008
quinta-feira, 15 de maio de 2008
quarta-feira, 14 de maio de 2008
De que cor é o amor?
terça-feira, 13 de maio de 2008
GREY Street, GREEN Street
Oh look at how she listens
She says nothing of what she thinks
She just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out on to Grey Street.
She thinks, "Hey, how did I come to this?"
I dream myself a thousand times around the world
But I can't get out of this place.
There's an emptiness inside her
And she'll do anything to fill it in
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
How she wishes it was different
She prays to God most every night
And though she swears it doesn't listen
There's still a hope in her it might
She says "I pray oh But they fall on deaf ears,
am I supposed to take it on myself?
To get out of this place? "
Oh There's a lonliness inside her
And she'll do anything to fill it in
And though it's red blood bleeding from her now
It feels like cold blue ice in her heart
When all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
There's a stranger speaks outside her door
Says take what you can from your dreams
Make them as real as anything
Oh It'd take the work out of courage
But she says "Please
There's a crazy man that's creeping outside my door,
I live on the corner of Grey Street
and the end of the world."
Oh there's an emptiness inside her
And she'll do anything to fill it in
And though it's red blood bleeding from her now
It's more like cold blue ice in her heart
She feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to this life
She could change everything about her
Using colors bold and bright
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
It breaks her heart
To Grey
DAVE M.
Fotografias de LM
domingo, 11 de maio de 2008
sábado, 10 de maio de 2008
sexta-feira, 9 de maio de 2008
quinta-feira, 8 de maio de 2008
quarta-feira, 7 de maio de 2008
To all the boys and the girls outside
...You know I didn’t cry
But you saw me anyway
In the back of the creek one day....
terça-feira, 6 de maio de 2008
segunda-feira, 5 de maio de 2008
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