13 outubro, 2012

Cindy

Cindy Sherman, "Still #5"

12 outubro, 2012

Rebecca

Rebecca Belmore,"The Named and the Unamed",2002

11 outubro, 2012

Eleanor

Eleanor Antin, "100 Boots Facing the Sea",1971

09 outubro, 2012

Annete

Annete Soltau,"Selbest 20",1975-76

08 outubro, 2012

Kirsten

Kirsten Justesen, SculptureII,1969

06 outubro, 2012

Silvia

Silvia Heisel, "Paper Dress"

05 outubro, 2012

Barbara

Barbara Kruger

04 outubro, 2012

Kara

Kara Walker,2000
"Our Tools Were Rudimentary,Yet We Pressed On"

03 outubro, 2012

Frida,ainda

Frida, por Guillermo Davilla,1929

02 outubro, 2012

27 setembro, 2012

19 setembro, 2012

Eve

Eve Arnold, 1965

15 setembro, 2012

"Passing Cloud for Emily Dickinson"

Spencer Finch; "Sunlight In An Empty House (Passing Cloud for Emily Dickinson)", 2004

14 setembro, 2012

Sol


Sol LeWitt, 1980

09 agosto, 2012

Robert


Muitas coisas chegam
às mãos. Em tempos difíceis –

júbilo selvagem.


Robert Creeley

08 agosto, 2012

Jean-Antoine















Jean Antoine Watteau
c.1717

06 agosto, 2012

Baudelaire

"Il y a bien longtemps que je dis que le poète est souverainement intelligent, qu'il est l'intelligence par excellence - et que l'imagination est la plus scientifique des facultés, parce que seule elle compreend l'analogie universelle, ou ce qu'une religion mystique appelle la correspondance."

Charles Baudelaire , carta a Alphonse de Toussenel

05 agosto, 2012

Bill Brandt

















Bill Brandt, 1959

26 julho, 2012

Robert Creeley


e lá 

estava, uma pequena
delicada coisa, um
tipo de pequeno
nada.



(Robert Creeley)

18 julho, 2012

emily e annie












vestido de Emily Dickinson 
(Annie Leibovitz)



“...I found myself drawn to the detail in the dress, the alabaster buttons and the trim. If you took a picture of the whole dress, from far away, it was just a simple white dress. But if you came closer, there was a beautiful ornateness to it. For someone who spent most of her time quietly by herself, the details would have been wonderful to contemplate. And to feel. They weren't meant for anyone else." 
(Leibovitz, Annie: Pilgrimage; Jonathan Cape, London 2011, p. 22)