thanks to mom for primroses ... but I dedicate to you that I miss so much ... this smile is for you!
love you so ...
love you so ...
Friday, February 27, 2009
Small Spot Next To Urethra Opening
Love Today and Tomorrow
a bit 'of days we thought ... the fact that I missed my blog, I wanted to write something, but I waited for the moment at least have some thought semi deep ... Then tonight I decided that I write the same ...
while I started typing characters, I became immediately aware that I do not really missing from this blog in itself and itself, but rather one that is connected ... was born exactly a month before I left for NY, and has been my trusty companion in adventure for four months out from ' Italy, my bridge to let your loved ones thousands of miles from me ... and writing to me is a bit 'of bitterness at the thought of all the times that lay out my posts I was in my bed mega king, or on your desk, in room of 22 to 642 of 172esima road west. ... that nostalgia! 6 months have passed now, but nothing can take away the pain of that period of my life, so beautiful! I miss him so much ...
but I must admit that these months at home, I'm really flew .. perhaps because in reality most are the times that are outside the home, or perhaps because I just studied too much! ;)
how strange go back to writing here ...
in reality these days there is a speech in which I came across several times .. what about love, understood as we are experiencing now? I wonder why my friends this week seem to have agreed to discuss this ... the moral of all the talk is the same: nothing lasts forever. and I think this is a bit 'obvious, if we understand it as: nothing lasts forever, as it is today .. Change is inevitable in every aspect of life and ourselves and I think if everything was always the same and things do not evolve, then life would be boring ... But this does not mean that a change must necessarily lead unhappiness or dissatisfaction. speaking of, I think if you decide to live a life with someone, and if you decide you really should calmly accept the fact that things will change gradually, there will be problems to be addressed, that we must maybe learn to relate in a different way ... but if you accept this inevitable change with the serenity and security that the person next to you is the right one, I do not think there is to fear that things will get worse, that things will change in a negative way ... not believe we should live a life, or a love story, with the nightmare of the expiration date (thanks to my metaphor for the potato!).
if you feel branded him a date expiration, such as yogurt or butter, then we might as well give up right away, as I have done ... life is made of changes, and if one really knows what he wants, it should not be afraid!
know speeches are confusion and a slew of anaphora-I do not think that should go deep .... But these things I hovered in the air for a few days!
Anyway just think about the future and what will be ... today, tomorrow, day after day after tomorrow and I still enjoy what I have, and I'm happy!
thanks to the person who made me realize these things ... and I'm not afraid ...
while I started typing characters, I became immediately aware that I do not really missing from this blog in itself and itself, but rather one that is connected ... was born exactly a month before I left for NY, and has been my trusty companion in adventure for four months out from ' Italy, my bridge to let your loved ones thousands of miles from me ... and writing to me is a bit 'of bitterness at the thought of all the times that lay out my posts I was in my bed mega king, or on your desk, in room of 22 to 642 of 172esima road west. ... that nostalgia! 6 months have passed now, but nothing can take away the pain of that period of my life, so beautiful! I miss him so much ...
but I must admit that these months at home, I'm really flew .. perhaps because in reality most are the times that are outside the home, or perhaps because I just studied too much! ;)
how strange go back to writing here ...
in reality these days there is a speech in which I came across several times .. what about love, understood as we are experiencing now? I wonder why my friends this week seem to have agreed to discuss this ... the moral of all the talk is the same: nothing lasts forever. and I think this is a bit 'obvious, if we understand it as: nothing lasts forever, as it is today .. Change is inevitable in every aspect of life and ourselves and I think if everything was always the same and things do not evolve, then life would be boring ... But this does not mean that a change must necessarily lead unhappiness or dissatisfaction. speaking of, I think if you decide to live a life with someone, and if you decide you really should calmly accept the fact that things will change gradually, there will be problems to be addressed, that we must maybe learn to relate in a different way ... but if you accept this inevitable change with the serenity and security that the person next to you is the right one, I do not think there is to fear that things will get worse, that things will change in a negative way ... not believe we should live a life, or a love story, with the nightmare of the expiration date (thanks to my metaphor for the potato!).
if you feel branded him a date expiration, such as yogurt or butter, then we might as well give up right away, as I have done ... life is made of changes, and if one really knows what he wants, it should not be afraid!
know speeches are confusion and a slew of anaphora-I do not think that should go deep .... But these things I hovered in the air for a few days!
Anyway just think about the future and what will be ... today, tomorrow, day after day after tomorrow and I still enjoy what I have, and I'm happy!
thanks to the person who made me realize these things ... and I'm not afraid ...
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Toronto And Sinus Infections
The "black operations"
Since the early '70s, Angelo Marchetti has immersed himself in the very dark period in his restless, accompanied by its own unwillingness to compromise, a period where the feel is just and only written down by the drama personal existence, the probe in more turbid feel damn between man and artist. The panels are designed and manufactured mainly at night, where every time the daily minimum interference vanishes, while short of time in which the physical exhaustion gives way to a dark halo of confusion in which each is entitled dall'immateriale intrusion anxiety of mind that psychodramas photographing real life (perhaps in parallel realities ...), abandoned by the only man to focus his genius in the conception of the work. Here will result in images with strong visual impact, its intimate feel troubled artist, in fact, the works are designed by Angelo before being key aesthetic criticism, as philosophical concepts. Composed of first, probing gently and decency fears of others, to get a feeling for humanity in itself (perhaps reached the point of insanity? ...) Then the Freudian-style in seeking the emotions in your subconscious, devoting meticulously to represent her. The works which are situated in space as a living presence and, in a sense, made holy by the vivid presence of Being Superior, even if this presence is located outside the spatial limits imposed by the canvas, and here is the sacredness of the work. The sacredness is enhanced despite a desire to dishonor the body represented only certain times such as nuts, as biomorphic approach, to go play in degrading the structural approach to amorphous. Nell'affanno the dramatic shapes, one perceives the redemption of the soul, which, with immense effort, explodes at the cost of containment represented carnality. These works seem to have a mole, in some cases appear no weight, and the viewer inexorably loses the sense of dimension: Angelo Marchetti's painting is hanging between matter and mind, between law and anarchy, between the organic and crystalline, all dominated by an ethereal presence potente.Le image appears doors or steps, to higher dimensions is not always clear if there is an internal or external but it is clear from where the explosion of Liberation. The image of time is represented by colored planes, the pillar of light, until the real estate objects in a scene of rapid consumption, as if to define the start of a last moment of the represented, but it is just an act Transit anticipates that inevitably man's journey beyond history, in eternal time. Angelo Marchetti is aware that there is a spiritual battle taking place and we all are part of it every day, there are those who like a man who lives by sleeping combatant and who like Angelo tries to teach a way to begin to understand why This battaglia.Angelo with his works speaks of a war fought first with himself, aimed in the search for purification of the soul and then tackle the demons designed with humanity, a potential Manichaean vision of life, conceal self-justification loneliness, but what positive Angelo artist has demonstrated is the ability to seek, continually seek ... 
Since the early '70s, Angelo Marchetti has immersed himself in the very dark period in his restless, accompanied by its own unwillingness to compromise, a period where the feel is just and only written down by the drama personal existence, the probe in more turbid feel damn between man and artist. The panels are designed and manufactured mainly at night, where every time the daily minimum interference vanishes, while short of time in which the physical exhaustion gives way to a dark halo of confusion in which each is entitled dall'immateriale intrusion anxiety of mind that psychodramas photographing real life (perhaps in parallel realities ...), abandoned by the only man to focus his genius in the conception of the work. Here will result in images with strong visual impact, its intimate feel troubled artist, in fact, the works are designed by Angelo before being key aesthetic criticism, as philosophical concepts. Composed of first, probing gently and decency fears of others, to get a feeling for humanity in itself (perhaps reached the point of insanity? ...) Then the Freudian-style in seeking the emotions in your subconscious, devoting meticulously to represent her. The works which are situated in space as a living presence and, in a sense, made holy by the vivid presence of Being Superior, even if this presence is located outside the spatial limits imposed by the canvas, and here is the sacredness of the work. The sacredness is enhanced despite a desire to dishonor the body represented only certain times such as nuts, as biomorphic approach, to go play in degrading the structural approach to amorphous. Nell'affanno the dramatic shapes, one perceives the redemption of the soul, which, with immense effort, explodes at the cost of containment represented carnality. These works seem to have a mole, in some cases appear no weight, and the viewer inexorably loses the sense of dimension: Angelo Marchetti's painting is hanging between matter and mind, between law and anarchy, between the organic and crystalline, all dominated by an ethereal presence potente.Le image appears doors or steps, to higher dimensions is not always clear if there is an internal or external but it is clear from where the explosion of Liberation. The image of time is represented by colored planes, the pillar of light, until the real estate objects in a scene of rapid consumption, as if to define the start of a last moment of the represented, but it is just an act Transit anticipates that inevitably man's journey beyond history, in eternal time. Angelo Marchetti is aware that there is a spiritual battle taking place and we all are part of it every day, there are those who like a man who lives by sleeping combatant and who like Angelo tries to teach a way to begin to understand why This battaglia.Angelo with his works speaks of a war fought first with himself, aimed in the search for purification of the soul and then tackle the demons designed with humanity, a potential Manichaean vision of life, conceal self-justification loneliness, but what positive Angelo artist has demonstrated is the ability to seek, continually seek ...
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