coney island. june 2007.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Thursday, August 28, 2008
N
&:seven poems
VII
who knows if the moon's
a balloon, coming out of a keen city
in the sky-filled with pretty people?
(and if you and i should
get into it, if they
should take me and take you into their balloon,
why then
we'd go up higher with all the pretty people
than houses and steeples and clouds:
go sailing
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody's ever visited, where
always
it's
Spring) and everyone's
in love and flowers pick themselves
written by e.e. cummings
VII
who knows if the moon's
a balloon, coming out of a keen city
in the sky-filled with pretty people?
(and if you and i should
get into it, if they
should take me and take you into their balloon,
why then
we'd go up higher with all the pretty people
than houses and steeples and clouds:
go sailing
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody's ever visited, where
always
it's
Spring) and everyone's
in love and flowers pick themselves
written by e.e. cummings
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
by god's grace.
he never turned up.
but he sure looked fantastic on the way up.
full story a few posts down.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
deflated dreams, in the name of god
"Missing, the Brazilian priest who floated off under hundreds of helium party balloons"
He's still not been found! CLICK HERE to read the articles accompanying this headline.
Missing, the Brazilian priest who floated off under hundreds of helium party balloons
A Roman Catholic priest who floated off under hundreds of helium party balloons is missing off the southern coast of Brazil.
Rescuers in helicopters and small fishing boats were searching off the coast of Santa Catarina state, where pieces of balloons were found.
The Rev Adelir Antonio de Carli lifted off from the port city of Paranagua on Sunday afternoon, wearing a helmet, thermal suit and a parachute.
The smiling 41-year-old priest was strapped to a seat attached to a huge column green, red, white and yellow balloons, and soared into the air to the cheers of a crowd.
He was reported missing about eight hours later after losing contact with port authority officials.
The priest wanted to break a 19-hour record for the most hours flying with balloons to raise money for a spiritual rest-stop for truckers in Paranagua, Brazil's second-largest port for agricultural products.
Some American adventurers have used helium balloons to emulate Larry Walters - who in 1982 rose three miles above Los Angeles in a lawn chair lifted by balloons.
The priest soared to an altitude of 20,000 feet then descended to about 8,200 feet for his planned flight to the city of Dourados, 465 miles north-west of his parish.
But winds pushed him in another direction, and Carli was some 30 miles off the coast when he last contacted Paranagua's port authority.
Carli had a GPS device, a satellite phone, and a buoyant chair and is an experienced skydiver, said the treasurer of his Sao Cristovao parish, Denise Gallas.
"We are absolutely confident he will be found alive and well, floating somewhere in the ocean," she said.
"He knew what he was doing and was fully prepared for any kind of mishap."
Posted: April 22, 2008 at 3:10 pm
*story courtesy of perez hilton
**tip off by jacqueline
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pink floyd y los globos
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
O.K.
Just a little pinprick.
There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good.
That'll keep you going
through the show
Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move
but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
I have become
Comfortably numb.
Mis manos se sintieron como dos globos
Ahora vuelvo a tener esa sensación
No lo puedo explicar, no lo entenderías
No es así como soy
Me he quedado plácidamente insensible.
Está bien
Sólo un pequeño pinchazo
Ya no habrá más ¡aaaaaah!
Pero puedes sentirte algo mareado
¿Puedes ponerte de pie?
Creo que está funcionando, muy bien
Eso te mantendrá de pie
durante el espectáculo
Vamos, es hora de marcharte.
No hay dolor, está disminuyendo
Un barco distante humea en el horizonte
Estás atravesándolo a oleadas
Tus labios se mueven
pero no puedo oír lo que dices
Cuando yo era un niño
Capté un rápido vislumbre
Desde el rabillo de mi ojo
Me volví a mirar, pero se había ido
No puedo poner mi dedo en ello ahora
El niño ha crecido
El sueño se ha esfumado
Y yo me he quedado
Plácidamente insensible.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
O.K.
Just a little pinprick.
There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good.
That'll keep you going
through the show
Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move
but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
I have become
Comfortably numb.
Mis manos se sintieron como dos globos
Ahora vuelvo a tener esa sensación
No lo puedo explicar, no lo entenderías
No es así como soy
Me he quedado plácidamente insensible.
Está bien
Sólo un pequeño pinchazo
Ya no habrá más ¡aaaaaah!
Pero puedes sentirte algo mareado
¿Puedes ponerte de pie?
Creo que está funcionando, muy bien
Eso te mantendrá de pie
durante el espectáculo
Vamos, es hora de marcharte.
No hay dolor, está disminuyendo
Un barco distante humea en el horizonte
Estás atravesándolo a oleadas
Tus labios se mueven
pero no puedo oír lo que dices
Cuando yo era un niño
Capté un rápido vislumbre
Desde el rabillo de mi ojo
Me volví a mirar, pero se había ido
No puedo poner mi dedo en ello ahora
El niño ha crecido
El sueño se ha esfumado
Y yo me he quedado
Plácidamente insensible.
'expectations'
3.9.07
Artist: Accidental Artists
Location: Jerusalem
http://www.robinpressart.com/robin_accartists.htm
le ballon rouge, el globo rojo, the red balloon
1/4
2/4
3/4
4/4
País: Francia
Año: 1956
Guión y Dirección: Albert Lamorisse
Actores: Pascal Lamorisse, Georges Sellier, Vladimir Popov, Paul Perey, René Marion, Sabine Lamorisse, Michel Pezin.
2/4
3/4
4/4
País: Francia
Año: 1956
Guión y Dirección: Albert Lamorisse
Actores: Pascal Lamorisse, Georges Sellier, Vladimir Popov, Paul Perey, René Marion, Sabine Lamorisse, Michel Pezin.
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