Bandeira Branca

Aldeias de Xisto, Serra da Lousã, Agosto 2009

Onde vemos as marcas dos Tempos

Cabo Espichel, Maio de 2008

Clima Açoreano

Ilha do Pico, Agosto 2008

The Raw Material of Photography

In some ways, photographers resemble musicians more than painters, sculptors, and other visual artists. This is because photographers, like musicians, are more interested in the manipulation of energy than that of matter.

Photography begins the moment light is emitted from a source. She is the manipulation of light. Whether the manipulations are physical, chemical, electrical, or electronic, they are all motivated by the same mission and guide by the same understanding of how light behaves.

The three most important qualities of any light source are its brightness, color and contrast. But the subject, not just the light, has a major influence on lighting. He can transmit, absorb,or reflect the light that strikes it.

Of the three ways the subject can affect the lighting, reflection is the most visible.

Light Science & Magic, an introduction to Photographic Lighting

Tartaruguinha de Cabo Verde

Ilha do Sal, Agosto 08

Os portugueses, europeus?

- Hoje sente-se indiano?

- Não, indiano não, mas às vezes sinto-me goês...

- E português?

- Isso já não sei. O que é um português?

A pergunta apanhou-me desprevenido. Hesitei:

-Bem, antes de mais, suponho, um europeu...

- Os portugueses, europeus?- Riu-se com mansidão.- Nunca foram. Não o eram antes e não o são hoje. Quando conseguirem que Portugal se transforme sinceramente numa nação europeia o país deixará de existir. Repare: os portugueses construíram a sua identidade por oposição à Europa, ao Reino de Castela, e como estavam encurralados lançaram-se ao mar e vieram ter aqui, fundaram o Brasil, colonizaram África. Ou seja, escolheram não ser europeus.

José Eduardo Agualusa, Um Estranho em Goa

Viajes

Los viajes son una metáfora, una réplica terrenal del único viaje que de verdade importa: el viaje interior. El viajero peregrino se dirige, más allá del último horizonte, hacia una meta que ya está presente en lo más íntimo de su ser, aunque aún siga oculta a su mirada. Se trata de descobrir esa meta, que equivale a descobrir-se a sí mismo; no se trata de conocer al outro.

Javier Moro

Homens dotados de força

Só os homens dotados de força conhecem o amor, só o amor apreende a beleza e só a beleza dá forma à arte. O amor que os fracos nutrem uns pelos outros manifestar-se-á sempre numa ânsia mesquinha de voluptuosidade. O amor do fraco para com o forte é humildade e temor. O do forte pelo fraco é compaixão e indulgência. Só o amor do forte pelo forte é de facto amor, porque é entrega livre de nós mesmos a alguém que não pode oprimir-nos.

Richard Wagner, A Arte e a Revolução, 1849

Kings of Convenience

I'd rather dance with you than talk with you
So why don't we just move into the other room
There's space for us to shake, and hey, I like this tune
Even if I could hear what you said
I doubt my reply would be interesting for you to hear
Because I haven't read a single book all year
And the only film I saw, I didn't like it at all

I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you

The music's too loud and the noise from the crowd
Increases the chance of misinterpretation
So let your hips do the talking



http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=2iDNMUtw_CQ

Nothing Really Ends

The plan it wasn't much of a plan
I just started walking
I had enough of this old town
Had nothing else to do

It was one of those nights
you wonder how nobody died
we started talking
You didn't come here to have fun
You said: "well I just came for you"

Do you still love me?
Do you feel the same
Do I have a chance
Of doing that old dance
With someone I've been
Pushing away
And touch we touched the soul
The very soul, the soul of what we were then
With the old schemes of shattered dreams
Lying on the floor

You looked at me
No more than sympathy
My lies you have heard them
My stories you have laughed with
My clothes you have torn
(...)
Don't say goodbye
Let accusations fly
Like in that movie
You know the one where Martin Sheen
Waves his arm to the girl on the street

I once told a friend
That nothing really ends
No one can prove it
So I'm asking you now
Could it possibly be

That you still love me?
Do you feel the same
Do I have a chance
Of doing that old dance again
Is it too late for some of that romance again
Let's go away, we'll never have the chance again

I'd take it all from you

dEUS, No More Loud Music

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VQ_aFplmEjE&feature=related