Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
Non-religious Wedding Ceremony
Sguardi su Link Mono/4 - Di palinsesti più ricchi e programmi divenuti evento
And here we are at the last stage of our pre-Christmas survey by Link Mono. Last but not least , today, it's the second section, entitled The tube abundance, making a note to the history of American television (the one, monumental, Eric Barnouw). But if that book is still in the early nineties, Link goes much further. And he realizes that the bulk of television news of the year Zero is not contained in the individual, as in the multiple meanings that each takes in the new context of production and consumption.
a context that is now abundant, exaggerated, even chaotic, and sometimes indigestible. The solution is to acquire (or equip viewers) useful tools to navigate this complexity. Noticing that the TV can become event, able to stop for a moment the flow of the various schedules and catch the attention of audience, and entire communities. That gender should not be an excuse, if anything, the incentive to invest more in creativity. What can you love television in many different ways, some of them still viewed with contempt, and the little finger raised. That production from the bottom up and buy user-generated content more value in beautiful packaging. And much more.
The piece that we offer you today is that of John Ellis - can be found here. The average student of English, a professor at Royal Holloway in London, written specifically for us, an ideal result of his book Seeing Things , which divides the history of television in three eras: the scarcity, the availability, abundance. It focuses on the last stage. Seeing how things have changed yes, but to a lesser extent than expected. And underlining the continuing role of the generalist broadcasters, the only one able to create events, even in times of cross-platform and global markets.
Happy reading! 
a context that is now abundant, exaggerated, even chaotic, and sometimes indigestible. The solution is to acquire (or equip viewers) useful tools to navigate this complexity. Noticing that the TV can become event, able to stop for a moment the flow of the various schedules and catch the attention of audience, and entire communities. That gender should not be an excuse, if anything, the incentive to invest more in creativity. What can you love television in many different ways, some of them still viewed with contempt, and the little finger raised. That production from the bottom up and buy user-generated content more value in beautiful packaging. And much more.
The piece that we offer you today is that of John Ellis - can be found here. The average student of English, a professor at Royal Holloway in London, written specifically for us, an ideal result of his book Seeing Things , which divides the history of television in three eras: the scarcity, the availability, abundance. It focuses on the last stage. Seeing how things have changed yes, but to a lesser extent than expected. And underlining the continuing role of the generalist broadcasters, the only one able to create events, even in times of cross-platform and global markets.
Happy reading!
Friday, December 17, 2010
Racing Games Suggestion
Sguardi su Link Mono/3 - Di esplosioni nuove di cose vecchie
While Link Mono arrives on TV - tonight at 21.45, the weekly episode of The big talk (on Tv2000, channel 28, digital terrestrial and satellite ) will be entirely dedicated to start from scratch, our guest conductor Fabio Guarnaccia - we continue to tell his sections.
And we get to the fourth part, the first metastases. Since it is often said that there is never anything on TV again, that the programs remain the same year after year and that innovation has disappeared almost completely, we tried to see if it is true. Noticing that, yes, most kinds of schedules and draws on "classic" texts. But also that many things have changed, piccoli spostamenti e parziali ibridazioni che, accumulandosi, hanno generato valanghe. L'informazione è scivolata verso la soft news, con breaking che non hanno più nulla di urgente. I sentimenti e il privato sono finiti dentro reality sempre più rivolti alla costruzione della propria identità (che sia reale o fittizia, poco importa). I cartoni sono diventati letteratura. I corpi in tv sono sempre più manipolati e manipolabili.
Tra le varie cose, le serie televisive, anche quelle "di nicchia", si sono avvicinate sempre di più alla soap opera, come racconta Nico Morabito nel suo articolo - che, da oggi, potete leggere e scaricare qui . Se persino Mad Men ricorre agli stilemi di Beautiful , se Desperate Housewives ripete le stesse storie a distanza di un paio d'anni, se persino il procedural duro e puro diventa The Good Wife , c'è forse da chiedersi se non siamo diventati - tutti! - delle casalinghe. E per quanto durerà.
Quindi, due compiti per il weekend: 1. guardarci in tv , 2. leggere (se non l'avete già fatto) l'articolo ! 
And we get to the fourth part, the first metastases. Since it is often said that there is never anything on TV again, that the programs remain the same year after year and that innovation has disappeared almost completely, we tried to see if it is true. Noticing that, yes, most kinds of schedules and draws on "classic" texts. But also that many things have changed, piccoli spostamenti e parziali ibridazioni che, accumulandosi, hanno generato valanghe. L'informazione è scivolata verso la soft news, con breaking che non hanno più nulla di urgente. I sentimenti e il privato sono finiti dentro reality sempre più rivolti alla costruzione della propria identità (che sia reale o fittizia, poco importa). I cartoni sono diventati letteratura. I corpi in tv sono sempre più manipolati e manipolabili.
Tra le varie cose, le serie televisive, anche quelle "di nicchia", si sono avvicinate sempre di più alla soap opera, come racconta Nico Morabito nel suo articolo - che, da oggi, potete leggere e scaricare qui . Se persino Mad Men ricorre agli stilemi di Beautiful , se Desperate Housewives ripete le stesse storie a distanza di un paio d'anni, se persino il procedural duro e puro diventa The Good Wife , c'è forse da chiedersi se non siamo diventati - tutti! - delle casalinghe. E per quanto durerà.
Quindi, due compiti per il weekend: 1. guardarci in tv , 2. leggere (se non l'avete già fatto) l'articolo !
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Gameshark For Pokemon Emerald Rom
Sguardi su Link Mono/2 - Di robetta indipendente diventata centrale
Continuiamo la nostra esplorazione sull'ultimo numero monografico di Link . Dedicato a cosa è successo in questi anni Zero, anche e soprattutto per cercare di understand where we're going to parry the next time ...
The first pages of the book, in that section by the name of India, New mainstream, trying to map the resurgence of many phenomena already identified in previous years, but never in a central position within the culture, media and society. As if the previous decades had been nothing more than the dress rehearsal, backstage and in the back, and only now a variety of factors could tackle the big stage generalist. The underground culture, the camp, ethnic minorities, the diversity of various kinds, video art, humor occupy many more spaces become viral, are needed globally. Perhaps this is the paradigm shift ...
The piece that we offer today, and you can read or download here , is that of Francis Pacific. The writer tries to describe the emergence of resignation and confusion in the mass of all the same, in a world where irony reigns and shows, the gap becomes selflessness, capsized in the mainstream ' awkward, embarrassing the end in itself. There is still room for a different interpretation of reality?
read, read, and let us know! 
The first pages of the book, in that section by the name of India, New mainstream, trying to map the resurgence of many phenomena already identified in previous years, but never in a central position within the culture, media and society. As if the previous decades had been nothing more than the dress rehearsal, backstage and in the back, and only now a variety of factors could tackle the big stage generalist. The underground culture, the camp, ethnic minorities, the diversity of various kinds, video art, humor occupy many more spaces become viral, are needed globally. Perhaps this is the paradigm shift ...
The piece that we offer today, and you can read or download here , is that of Francis Pacific. The writer tries to describe the emergence of resignation and confusion in the mass of all the same, in a world where irony reigns and shows, the gap becomes selflessness, capsized in the mainstream ' awkward, embarrassing the end in itself. There is still room for a different interpretation of reality?
read, read, and let us know!
Monday, December 13, 2010
Magnum Condoms Vs Regular
Sguardi su Link Mono/1 - Di piedistalli e cadute rovinose
Already we told you about the new Link Mono . And already we have given you a preview of its colors, its wealth of titles and images. Now is the time to try to see what's inside. And so, for a few days, we tell you the different sections that comprise the volume. With some present.
Party - random! - the third, which is titled The Damned . It tells what happened in the year Zero, and what will happen in the future, that vast sea of \u200b\u200bfrantic innovation and continuous revolutions announced that the business, industry, marketing, technologies and applications. To underscore how important it is not to be blinded by the glitter of novelty, but keep in mind the scenario as a whole and understand how fundamental it is to put the pieces of the puzzle system. Even just do not get lost. Emilio Pucci
explains the effects of digitization on markets and consumption, in view of an "offshore" in the coming years will add to the "walled gardens" (and easier). Antonio Dini wonders what sense to think science fiction in a period in which innovations are always around the corner - and adds to the tail section in a ranking of the technologies of the decade, notes, or (guiltily) unknown. Massimo Temporelli reasoning on innovation and Zero as the years have mostly put to use prior inventions and patents, along a classical dynamics. Carlo Momigliano deals with the advertising market, seeking answers to the weakness of the peculiar characteristics of Italian investors. David and Matthew Turi Bittanti pull the strings of a long speech ten years, as regards the relationship between TV and the web (the first) and the world of video games (the second). Just to mention something ...
But not enough. And so, since we are good, we offer two full articles. The first
, Michele Boroni , titled provocatively Kotler is dead (the old guru says the same Boroni on his blog, is alive and well). What remains of the old times in marketing segmentation target, socializing online, viral, prosumers, and so on? Perhaps nothing. And so, in the footsteps of the Cluetrain Manifesto , better stop and think a bit 'on the way to go. The second
, Mauritius Ferraris, it's called Let's pretend and depicts the struggle between two strange ontological entity, TV and PC. Showing as the first almost no longer exists, and as is behind our flat screen and our decoder conceal the seeds of the second. And germs: mobility, flexibility, individuality, deferred, store, writable.
What else? Happy reading! 
Party - random! - the third, which is titled The Damned . It tells what happened in the year Zero, and what will happen in the future, that vast sea of \u200b\u200bfrantic innovation and continuous revolutions announced that the business, industry, marketing, technologies and applications. To underscore how important it is not to be blinded by the glitter of novelty, but keep in mind the scenario as a whole and understand how fundamental it is to put the pieces of the puzzle system. Even just do not get lost. Emilio Pucci
explains the effects of digitization on markets and consumption, in view of an "offshore" in the coming years will add to the "walled gardens" (and easier). Antonio Dini wonders what sense to think science fiction in a period in which innovations are always around the corner - and adds to the tail section in a ranking of the technologies of the decade, notes, or (guiltily) unknown. Massimo Temporelli reasoning on innovation and Zero as the years have mostly put to use prior inventions and patents, along a classical dynamics. Carlo Momigliano deals with the advertising market, seeking answers to the weakness of the peculiar characteristics of Italian investors. David and Matthew Turi Bittanti pull the strings of a long speech ten years, as regards the relationship between TV and the web (the first) and the world of video games (the second). Just to mention something ...
But not enough. And so, since we are good, we offer two full articles. The first
, Michele Boroni , titled provocatively Kotler is dead (the old guru says the same Boroni on his blog, is alive and well). What remains of the old times in marketing segmentation target, socializing online, viral, prosumers, and so on? Perhaps nothing. And so, in the footsteps of the Cluetrain Manifesto , better stop and think a bit 'on the way to go. The second
, Mauritius Ferraris, it's called Let's pretend and depicts the struggle between two strange ontological entity, TV and PC. Showing as the first almost no longer exists, and as is behind our flat screen and our decoder conceal the seeds of the second. And germs: mobility, flexibility, individuality, deferred, store, writable.
What else? Happy reading!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Dresden Figurine Marks
Una mela al day ...
No, not talking about the Beatles (they all do these days).
Neither Apple (they do all these years).
But yet another type of apple, one of Pomo.
Picking numbers Link , or volumes of Links Search , maybe some of you will be asked who are the madmen behind our graphics solutions: bright colors, Italian illustrators, paper of all kinds , hard cover and spiral binding, photographic images and explosions of Chinese food.
Well, a few days is online their site. It offers a look at their other jobs. And, above all, answers all - absolutely everyone - the curiosity "graphic" behind every Link . From square-fluo-chromium Raelian the Euler-Venn diagrams and nineteenth-century lithographs.
Let us for a ride, it's worth it. 
No, not talking about the Beatles (they all do these days).
Neither Apple (they do all these years).
But yet another type of apple, one of Pomo.
Picking numbers Link , or volumes of Links Search , maybe some of you will be asked who are the madmen behind our graphics solutions: bright colors, Italian illustrators, paper of all kinds , hard cover and spiral binding, photographic images and explosions of Chinese food.
Well, a few days is online their site. It offers a look at their other jobs. And, above all, answers all - absolutely everyone - the curiosity "graphic" behind every Link . From square-fluo-chromium Raelian the Euler-Venn diagrams and nineteenth-century lithographs.
Let us for a ride, it's worth it.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Sage Tea In Cold Storage Singapore
Link gives away! Browse
Surprisingly, the competition here. And amusement with prizes .
is close at our vintage fan on the Facebook page Link. Ideas for television .
E niente, abbiamo deciso di festeggiare questo traguardo. Regalando all'iscritto con tessera numero 1.000 una selezione degli ultimi numeri e libri di Link . Compreso Link Mono .
Passate parola!
EDIT 03/12: Abbiamo un vincitore, anzi una vincitrice! Maria Laura Borghese è la 1000esima fan di Link e riceverà presto a casa il super-premio...
Surprisingly, the competition here. And amusement with prizes .
is close at our vintage fan on the Facebook page Link. Ideas for television .
E niente, abbiamo deciso di festeggiare questo traguardo. Regalando all'iscritto con tessera numero 1.000 una selezione degli ultimi numeri e libri di Link . Compreso Link Mono .
Passate parola!
EDIT 03/12: Abbiamo un vincitore, anzi una vincitrice! Maria Laura Borghese è la 1000esima fan di Link e riceverà presto a casa il super-premio...
Thick Gooey Sticky Brown Discharge
Link Link
Volete Ripartire da Zero ? Provate a dare un'occhiata al nuovo Link Mono , sfogliando e risfogliando la preview che trovate qui sotto... Il resto lo trovate in libreria!
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Dancing On Beach Painting
Mono Mono - In library!
a few days and in the new issue of Library Link . It 's a Link Mono : as early as last year, a monograph that explores a complex subject, or at least tries. E 'colorful. It is called start from scratch. Television and culture of the decade .
When does the decade? As it is, this is without doubt the best time to reflect on what happened on television and media in the world of culture and society more generally, in these imaginary year Zero. And what other hand, while announced more Sometimes, we have not yet seen.
The number spread over four sections. The first, India, New mainstream, says the gradual emergence (and the entrance into society) of enzymes independent of the previous decades: now does not scare anybody, and indeed are a good source of income. Keywords: humor, viral, meme, deviance, camp, awkward, ugc, lolcat.
The second part, the abundance tube, think about how the contents have changed, and how the media are confronted with the abundance of offerings, networks, platforms. Keywords: event, panopticon, format, 9 / 11, cultist, trash, global.
The third section, The Fall degli dei , legge le nuove tecnologie alla luce del business, della cultura e della società che hanno contribuito a plasmare e da cui sono state plasmate. Parole chiave: oscilloscopio, walled garden, telematica, cluetrain, cloud, ontologia.
L'ultima parte, infine, Le metastasi del prima , indaga i molteplici modi in cui contenuti vecchi (leggi: classici) sono stati rinnovati, e a volte esplosi, in questi ultimi anni, fino a diventare - talvolta - il loro contrario. Parole chiave: soap, breaking news, reality, network, corpi, Pixar, parodie.
Arricchiscono il volume due classifiche - i dieci brand degli anni Zero e le dieci tecnologie che hanno rivoluzionato la nostra esperienza dei media - And a match from the future.
The authors are renowned as usual, in many ways, from the television world to academia, from journalism to literature, from blogs to business: Henry Jenkins, John Ellis, Aldo Grasso, Carlo Freccero, Francesco Pacifico, Violetta Bellocchio, Thomas Tessarolo, Marco Vecchia, Stefano Pistolini, Zaccuri Alessandro, Maurizio Ferraris, Michele Boroni, Nico Morabito, Emilio Pucci, Carlo Momigliano, Massimo Scaglione, Matthew Bittanti, Francesco Spampinato, Fabio Cleto, Massimo Temporelli, Davide Turi, Manolo Farci, Anna Sfardini, Francesca Pasquali, Antonio Dini, Matthew Lenahan, Gregory Paolini.
As for graphics, the illustrations are by Ben Jones the collective PaperRad, remixing material made earlier with fluorescent colors, in perfect mood year Zero. It also gives the jacket a few surprises "touch" ...
What else? Nothing, if you do not: enjoy! 
When does the decade? As it is, this is without doubt the best time to reflect on what happened on television and media in the world of culture and society more generally, in these imaginary year Zero. And what other hand, while announced more Sometimes, we have not yet seen.
The number spread over four sections. The first, India, New mainstream, says the gradual emergence (and the entrance into society) of enzymes independent of the previous decades: now does not scare anybody, and indeed are a good source of income. Keywords: humor, viral, meme, deviance, camp, awkward, ugc, lolcat.
The second part, the abundance tube, think about how the contents have changed, and how the media are confronted with the abundance of offerings, networks, platforms. Keywords: event, panopticon, format, 9 / 11, cultist, trash, global.
The third section, The Fall degli dei , legge le nuove tecnologie alla luce del business, della cultura e della società che hanno contribuito a plasmare e da cui sono state plasmate. Parole chiave: oscilloscopio, walled garden, telematica, cluetrain, cloud, ontologia.
L'ultima parte, infine, Le metastasi del prima , indaga i molteplici modi in cui contenuti vecchi (leggi: classici) sono stati rinnovati, e a volte esplosi, in questi ultimi anni, fino a diventare - talvolta - il loro contrario. Parole chiave: soap, breaking news, reality, network, corpi, Pixar, parodie.
Arricchiscono il volume due classifiche - i dieci brand degli anni Zero e le dieci tecnologie che hanno rivoluzionato la nostra esperienza dei media - And a match from the future.
The authors are renowned as usual, in many ways, from the television world to academia, from journalism to literature, from blogs to business: Henry Jenkins, John Ellis, Aldo Grasso, Carlo Freccero, Francesco Pacifico, Violetta Bellocchio, Thomas Tessarolo, Marco Vecchia, Stefano Pistolini, Zaccuri Alessandro, Maurizio Ferraris, Michele Boroni, Nico Morabito, Emilio Pucci, Carlo Momigliano, Massimo Scaglione, Matthew Bittanti, Francesco Spampinato, Fabio Cleto, Massimo Temporelli, Davide Turi, Manolo Farci, Anna Sfardini, Francesca Pasquali, Antonio Dini, Matthew Lenahan, Gregory Paolini.
As for graphics, the illustrations are by Ben Jones the collective PaperRad, remixing material made earlier with fluorescent colors, in perfect mood year Zero. It also gives the jacket a few surprises "touch" ...
What else? Nothing, if you do not: enjoy!
Monday, November 22, 2010
Calories In A Bag Of Pop Secret
scratch away! Browse Television
few days and arrives in bookstores.
And yes, they are just balloons ... 
And yes, they are just balloons ...
Friday, November 19, 2010
How Long Does It Take For Trichanomis To Be Cured
convergent
Again, Television convergent . Then just, eh.
Why, after so much written, with Issuu give you the opportunity to browse a few pages.
So, to see how he does.
Again, Television convergent . Then just, eh.
Why, after so much written, with Issuu give you the opportunity to browse a few pages.
So, to see how he does.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Pokemon Platinum Dawn Cosplay
TV (convergent) explained to the boys
Non solo presentazioni...
Televisione convergente arriva in tv. E in uno degli spazi più longevi dedicati ai libri. Domenica scorsa, a Per un pugno di libri , Neri Marcoré e Piero Dorfles hanno presentato il nuovo volume di Link Ricerca, a cura di Aldo Grasso e Massimo Scaglioni.
Tentando di spiegare ai ragazzi di scuole medie e superiori un tema piuttosto complesso come l'ibridazione tra media e le nuove forme della tv. E riuscendoci piuttosto bene.
Volete la prova? Eccola!
Non solo presentazioni...
Televisione convergente arriva in tv. E in uno degli spazi più longevi dedicati ai libri. Domenica scorsa, a Per un pugno di libri , Neri Marcoré e Piero Dorfles hanno presentato il nuovo volume di Link Ricerca, a cura di Aldo Grasso e Massimo Scaglioni.
Tentando di spiegare ai ragazzi di scuole medie e superiori un tema piuttosto complesso come l'ibridazione tra media e le nuove forme della tv. E riuscendoci piuttosto bene.
Volete la prova? Eccola!
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Boob Groping In Movie Theater
Ports of Ulysses Maria Luisa Fascì Spurrier
petit cahier of the new series that resumed after a short break. With a slower pace. This small plane is cahier and intangible light as the breeze of the ports and at the same time deep and full of literary references recognizable and well integrated into the narrative. A narrative breve ma che in realtà richiamerà come sirena per ulteriori riletture, anche solo di un breve brano, di un capitoletto, di un dettaglio. L'autrice ha scritto racconti contenuti in varie antologie e raccolte, suoi articoli compaiono periodicamente sulla rivista Leggere Donna e sul portale di metapolitica opifice.it. E' cofondatrice della "casa lettrice" Malicuvata di Bologna, una casa vera, tutta colorata e piena di libri. Ma ne parleremo ancora.
Questo nuovo tassello della collana dei cahier inizia il suo viaggio. 
petit cahier of the new series that resumed after a short break. With a slower pace. This small plane is cahier and intangible light as the breeze of the ports and at the same time deep and full of literary references recognizable and well integrated into the narrative. A narrative breve ma che in realtà richiamerà come sirena per ulteriori riletture, anche solo di un breve brano, di un capitoletto, di un dettaglio. L'autrice ha scritto racconti contenuti in varie antologie e raccolte, suoi articoli compaiono periodicamente sulla rivista Leggere Donna e sul portale di metapolitica opifice.it. E' cofondatrice della "casa lettrice" Malicuvata di Bologna, una casa vera, tutta colorata e piena di libri. Ma ne parleremo ancora.
Questo nuovo tassello della collana dei cahier inizia il suo viaggio.
Friday, November 12, 2010
Milena Velba And Friends Is Milena Velba Married?
converged TV - Presentation
Dopo averne tanto parlato, è giunto il momento di discuterne...
Martedì 16 novembre , alle ore 11.30, presso l' Università Cattolica di Milano (aula Pio XI, nella sede centrale di largo Gemelli 1), si terrà la presentazione di Televisione convergente. La tv oltre il piccolo schermo , ultimo libro di Link Ricerca.
Oltre ai curatori del volume (docenti in Cattolica e ricercatori del Ce.R.T.A. ), Aldo Grasso e Massimo Scaglioni , interverranno il vicepresidente di Mediaset, Piersilvio Berlusconi , e il direttore del Marketing strategico di RTI, Marco Paolini .
will be an excellent opportunity to be talked to, by the protagonists and scholars, who will be the development of television, what are the challenges arising from our relationship with the web, what they have to make plans to achieve a success that is truly "convergent". 
Dopo averne tanto parlato, è giunto il momento di discuterne...
Martedì 16 novembre , alle ore 11.30, presso l' Università Cattolica di Milano (aula Pio XI, nella sede centrale di largo Gemelli 1), si terrà la presentazione di Televisione convergente. La tv oltre il piccolo schermo , ultimo libro di Link Ricerca.
Oltre ai curatori del volume (docenti in Cattolica e ricercatori del Ce.R.T.A. ), Aldo Grasso e Massimo Scaglioni , interverranno il vicepresidente di Mediaset, Piersilvio Berlusconi , e il direttore del Marketing strategico di RTI, Marco Paolini .
will be an excellent opportunity to be talked to, by the protagonists and scholars, who will be the development of television, what are the challenges arising from our relationship with the web, what they have to make plans to achieve a success that is truly "convergent".
Admission is free, subject to availability.
We expect there!
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Digital Playground Dvd Free Online
Link wears well
Information Service (while in the newsroom are going to get copies of Link Mono).
Jeremy Boxen, Canadian Link contributor and author of several TV series, won the Gemini (equivalent of the Emmy) for:
Best Writing in a Dramatic Series , for the episode "Sunday Bloody Sunday" series Ca $ h & Burn.
Hurrah! 
Information Service (while in the newsroom are going to get copies of Link Mono).
Jeremy Boxen, Canadian Link contributor and author of several TV series, won the Gemini (equivalent of the Emmy) for:
Best Writing in a Dramatic Series , for the episode "Sunday Bloody Sunday" series Ca $ h & Burn.
Hurrah!
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Køb El Santo Maske
A nice review from the Romance of Zurich
Inaspettata, di oggi, molto bella. Su Libri e recensioni.com, la potete leggere qui 
Inaspettata, di oggi, molto bella. Su Libri e recensioni.com, la potete leggere qui
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Is There Bluetooth In Psp
aNobii on Frames
Penso che nessuno- or very few know-how Graziano Graziano Cernoia Cernoia. Or rather, he is him, but just called to say that there Uazza and know a lot 'of people saw that for years now travels the world to the sound engineer for several dozen groups. When I got the book told me that he chose the cover photo because, besides being very beautiful, has a little secret: when seen in its true dimensions it turns out the front of the entire building which belongs to that window, the 'plaster is completely pierced by bullet shots, which clearly contrasts with the beauty of the colors and the faces we see.
Here, in reading the fragments of this book that lead us around Dublin from Bosnia to Palestine, non possiamo far altro che immaginare che attorno a questi frames ci sia un sacco di vita vissuta carnalmente, con sofferenza, fino in fondo.
Vera vita vissuta veramente e non solo per il passato da punk rockers distruttivo di Uazza ma di sicuro per la sua particolare sensibilità nel cogliere e descrivere i recessi più profondi e umani di tutti quei personaggi con cui ha fatto un pezzo di strada.
Questa di Uazza è la seconda pubblicazione, a due anni di distanza da ''Wolk''.
Che se volete un po' di vero rock'n'roll,leggetevelo
Michele Martinelli 
Penso che nessuno- or very few know-how Graziano Graziano Cernoia Cernoia. Or rather, he is him, but just called to say that there Uazza and know a lot 'of people saw that for years now travels the world to the sound engineer for several dozen groups. When I got the book told me that he chose the cover photo because, besides being very beautiful, has a little secret: when seen in its true dimensions it turns out the front of the entire building which belongs to that window, the 'plaster is completely pierced by bullet shots, which clearly contrasts with the beauty of the colors and the faces we see.
Here, in reading the fragments of this book that lead us around Dublin from Bosnia to Palestine, non possiamo far altro che immaginare che attorno a questi frames ci sia un sacco di vita vissuta carnalmente, con sofferenza, fino in fondo.
Vera vita vissuta veramente e non solo per il passato da punk rockers distruttivo di Uazza ma di sicuro per la sua particolare sensibilità nel cogliere e descrivere i recessi più profondi e umani di tutti quei personaggi con cui ha fatto un pezzo di strada.
Questa di Uazza è la seconda pubblicazione, a due anni di distanza da ''Wolk''.
Che se volete un po' di vero rock'n'roll,leggetevelo
Michele Martinelli
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A terrible beauty. On
Un capitolo di unessential Dublin, Sabrina Campolongo is completely dedicated to a visual, physical and carnal study of the great painter. Voracious but with devout words that make every detail, every dusty corner, every hectic moment shared by the painter with his demons, his fears and talent damned, to his deep, Sabrina Campolongo is like using the language instead of the camera. 
Un capitolo di unessential Dublin, Sabrina Campolongo is completely dedicated to a visual, physical and carnal study of the great painter. Voracious but with devout words that make every detail, every dusty corner, every hectic moment shared by the painter with his demons, his fears and talent damned, to his deep, Sabrina Campolongo is like using the language instead of the camera.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Side Effects Of Olimelt Tablet
Zurich and the novel, the shipment is cahier
Friday, June 18 a pleasant surprise. A very nice article on Zurich, "The Swiss Helvetic not" appeared on Dnewsmilano, and you can read here . There is a box dedicated to the very welcome Romanza Zurich It reads even better on pdf . We thank the journalist for the pleasant surprise 
Friday, June 18 a pleasant surprise. A very nice article on Zurich, "The Swiss Helvetic not" appeared on Dnewsmilano, and you can read here . There is a box dedicated to the very welcome Romanza Zurich It reads even better on pdf . We thank the journalist for the pleasant surprise
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Apa Yang Di Maksud Genital Simulation
Brief reflections on a presentation
Paul Melissi
Speaking of Metro coaches in the hall of Milan's Villa Marazzi, Cesano Boscone (Milan practically), it was an opportunity for some thoughts that I'm bringing back up and where I stopped.
spoke of Cahier Travel, their "atypical", their eyes on the unusual and original places, thus explaining the idea behind the series and, therefore, also of Milan Metro. I was not sure that this idea could be implemented quickly and easily. A little 'I was prevented, lo confesso, pensavo che avrei dovuto faticare un po' per far passare certe idee, certi concetti. Grazie anche all'ottimo Fernando Coratelli, che mi presentava, è stato invece facile il sorgere di un contatto con chi ascoltava: osservazioni, immedesimazioni, rispecchiamenti positivi, curiosità. La persone sedute erano non solo incuriosite, ma si ritrovavano in quanto dicevo, in quanto spiegavo loro del libro e dei personaggi che lo abitano, e delle storie che lo compongono.
Mi sono reso conto che la lettura era utile fino a un certo punto, in quel contesto, mentre l'uso della voce, la spiegazione a contatto diretto col pubblico era invece del tutto “vincente”.
Su questi momenti, come dicevo sto still pondering. The temporary conclusion that the port is this: a book, Cahier above all, a "strange" book about a city is an excellent occasion: states (out of rhetoric) a bridge, an opportunity to recognize people, united by feelings feelings, fears and difficulties. If we are citizens, if we share a common area, well, the pages of a book and the voice used to tell the life of a city for a short virtuoso. Recognition. Small "healing."
I think that after, after the presentation I saw people smiling, I'd say happy, who came to greet me for the sake of it. 
Paul Melissi
Speaking of Metro coaches in the hall of Milan's Villa Marazzi, Cesano Boscone (Milan practically), it was an opportunity for some thoughts that I'm bringing back up and where I stopped.
spoke of Cahier Travel, their "atypical", their eyes on the unusual and original places, thus explaining the idea behind the series and, therefore, also of Milan Metro. I was not sure that this idea could be implemented quickly and easily. A little 'I was prevented, lo confesso, pensavo che avrei dovuto faticare un po' per far passare certe idee, certi concetti. Grazie anche all'ottimo Fernando Coratelli, che mi presentava, è stato invece facile il sorgere di un contatto con chi ascoltava: osservazioni, immedesimazioni, rispecchiamenti positivi, curiosità. La persone sedute erano non solo incuriosite, ma si ritrovavano in quanto dicevo, in quanto spiegavo loro del libro e dei personaggi che lo abitano, e delle storie che lo compongono.
Mi sono reso conto che la lettura era utile fino a un certo punto, in quel contesto, mentre l'uso della voce, la spiegazione a contatto diretto col pubblico era invece del tutto “vincente”.
Su questi momenti, come dicevo sto still pondering. The temporary conclusion that the port is this: a book, Cahier above all, a "strange" book about a city is an excellent occasion: states (out of rhetoric) a bridge, an opportunity to recognize people, united by feelings feelings, fears and difficulties. If we are citizens, if we share a common area, well, the pages of a book and the voice used to tell the life of a city for a short virtuoso. Recognition. Small "healing."
I think that after, after the presentation I saw people smiling, I'd say happy, who came to greet me for the sake of it.
Does Eevee Evolve Into Leafeon Pokemon Indigo
Ithaca there
Review of "unessential Dublin, votive offerings are free." Sabrina Campolongo. Historica 2010 editions necklace Cahier Travel
Soteria Fornaro
incoherence everyday we live and suffer, in every situation, even in the literary, it is really an exception and set a comforting to know there is a refuge area in which our expectations will not be disappointed: the logic and coherent thought much, in fact, is the series 'Cahier travel' directed by Francesca Mazzucato, whose explicit purpose is not stated but tell of the places through the immediacy of the emotions of those experiencing them. It is, therefore, non-travel guides because the city (so far, Zurich, Milan, Dublin and 'frames' in Berlin, Palermo and Tel Aviv) in places and occasions are told that the usual tourist might miss without being afraid of having so lost a significant destination. This is not the writing of moods: the authors are astute observers of reality even in its folds, often painful social inequalities and customs, are immersed in the history of documentary and historical places with awareness. Yet even the most challenging political reflections are softened in a tissue narrativo studiato e estremamente accorto, in cui l’emozione individuale non scade mai nella banalità espressiva ma coinvolge con la sua stessa tensione, a volte straripante (come nel caso della Romanza di Zurigo), a volte invece misurata ma non per questo, anzi, proprio per questo, assai emozionante e latrice di intense empatie, come nel caso del Cahier di Sabrina Campolongo.
La misura è la cifra stilistica di questo ‘piccolo’ libro, ‘piccolo’ solo perché si tiene nei limiti di poche pagine, con una disciplina espressiva ammirevole e rara nel fare letterario contemporaneo, nel quale oceaniche correnti di parole scorrono non solo nella carta stampata, ma anche e soprattutto sul web, generando often dell'assaporare loss and aesthetic, as well as confusion about the meaning and concept of 'literature'. Sabrina Campolongo Dublin recounts some of his images, and images that proceed from a definition by negation of the city. Which is said to debut in a very lyrical, that the city is not: it is the ideal city of the author, is only one stage of his existential quest, is a love that gives confidence and to which we return, and which is still expected surges of passion, but above the improcastinabilità departure, separation, potential goodbye. Of course, the author lived through the city crossing i rivoli non usuali della propria formazione culturale (i libri e gli artisti che incidono a fuoco nell’anima), ma non per questo i luoghi le sono noti e perdono smalto per il loro continuo alludere a pagine stampate o a biografie eccellenti. Ogni erudita presunzione, ogni bagaglio libresco e professorale si disgrega nell’osservare due gay che si baciano con leggerezza, ad esempio, o nel godere come un’adolescente della birra scura dal sapore unico e legato all’occasione, o dal lasciarsi sfiorare da uno sconosciuto in una serata di musica che ricorda senza nostalgie l’adolescenza. La poesia delle piccole cose.
La Dublino di Sabrina Campolongo, il suo luogo dell’anima che non è affatto luogo d’elezione, a place of choice because there is indeed devoid of any nostalgia, is devoid of passion burning to consume is free from regrets and abysmal melancholy: it is balanced on a tightrope, which is that of writing thoughtful, measured, I repeat, studied in every adjective, not to be subdued without pathetic lack of pathos. A thread that requires an ability to balance is not normal, and that is always hovering over the abyss (more existential, I would say that literature). But the tension exercise artistic, and practice of life in balance, just in places that offer strong emotions, often lack even the limits of aesthetics, it takes the reader che divora le 47 pagine di questo taccuino non improvvisato, di questo diario rivisto con la lente d’ingrandimento di chi prima di dire, e prima di scrivere, anatomizza la propria anima. E’ questo un atto di grande rispetto anche nei confronti del lettore, che sente e comprende di leggere pagine sofferte, umanamente ed artisticamente, e non facili né tantomeno improvvisate. L’esercizio e la sua durezza è una lezione immensa, e oggi spesso dimenticata (anche dagli scrittori).
Ogni frammento negli otto capitoletti di questo cahier si legge e poi si rilegge, per rivivere la stessa suggestione ma anche per meglio penetrare nel tessuto delle parole attente: un’attenzione che riguarda anche i titoli delle singole sezioni (il più immediato: Anatomia di un’anima devastata). Misura, dunque, pacatezza, esercizio, passione trattenuta ma potenzialmente esplosiva, cura letteraria e cesello delle parole. Già solo per questo dovrebbe fissare occhi e mente in questo cahier chi Dublino ama, ma anche chi non la conosce affatto, ed anche chi non è interessato alla ‘letteratura di viaggio’: perciò , del contenuto, non voglio anticipare nulla. Perché l’emozione più viva e duratura il cahier – questo, ma anche gli altri della coerente collana – la riserva al lettore nel suggerirgli l’infinità del viaggio, la ricerca che non s’arresta: né in un luogo né nei volti amati e nemmeno nelle pagine che nutrono o nelle opere d’arte che svelano il mistero tremendo della ‘bellezza’ (quali immagini, in particolare di quali lettori, è bene che il lettore le scopra da solo).
Itaca, insomma, non esiste. Ma nella sua inesausta, desiderante ricerca la letteratura trova da sempre giustificazione e limite insieme. 
Review of "unessential Dublin, votive offerings are free." Sabrina Campolongo. Historica 2010 editions necklace Cahier Travel
Soteria Fornaro
incoherence everyday we live and suffer, in every situation, even in the literary, it is really an exception and set a comforting to know there is a refuge area in which our expectations will not be disappointed: the logic and coherent thought much, in fact, is the series 'Cahier travel' directed by Francesca Mazzucato, whose explicit purpose is not stated but tell of the places through the immediacy of the emotions of those experiencing them. It is, therefore, non-travel guides because the city (so far, Zurich, Milan, Dublin and 'frames' in Berlin, Palermo and Tel Aviv) in places and occasions are told that the usual tourist might miss without being afraid of having so lost a significant destination. This is not the writing of moods: the authors are astute observers of reality even in its folds, often painful social inequalities and customs, are immersed in the history of documentary and historical places with awareness. Yet even the most challenging political reflections are softened in a tissue narrativo studiato e estremamente accorto, in cui l’emozione individuale non scade mai nella banalità espressiva ma coinvolge con la sua stessa tensione, a volte straripante (come nel caso della Romanza di Zurigo), a volte invece misurata ma non per questo, anzi, proprio per questo, assai emozionante e latrice di intense empatie, come nel caso del Cahier di Sabrina Campolongo.
La misura è la cifra stilistica di questo ‘piccolo’ libro, ‘piccolo’ solo perché si tiene nei limiti di poche pagine, con una disciplina espressiva ammirevole e rara nel fare letterario contemporaneo, nel quale oceaniche correnti di parole scorrono non solo nella carta stampata, ma anche e soprattutto sul web, generando often dell'assaporare loss and aesthetic, as well as confusion about the meaning and concept of 'literature'. Sabrina Campolongo Dublin recounts some of his images, and images that proceed from a definition by negation of the city. Which is said to debut in a very lyrical, that the city is not: it is the ideal city of the author, is only one stage of his existential quest, is a love that gives confidence and to which we return, and which is still expected surges of passion, but above the improcastinabilità departure, separation, potential goodbye. Of course, the author lived through the city crossing i rivoli non usuali della propria formazione culturale (i libri e gli artisti che incidono a fuoco nell’anima), ma non per questo i luoghi le sono noti e perdono smalto per il loro continuo alludere a pagine stampate o a biografie eccellenti. Ogni erudita presunzione, ogni bagaglio libresco e professorale si disgrega nell’osservare due gay che si baciano con leggerezza, ad esempio, o nel godere come un’adolescente della birra scura dal sapore unico e legato all’occasione, o dal lasciarsi sfiorare da uno sconosciuto in una serata di musica che ricorda senza nostalgie l’adolescenza. La poesia delle piccole cose.
La Dublino di Sabrina Campolongo, il suo luogo dell’anima che non è affatto luogo d’elezione, a place of choice because there is indeed devoid of any nostalgia, is devoid of passion burning to consume is free from regrets and abysmal melancholy: it is balanced on a tightrope, which is that of writing thoughtful, measured, I repeat, studied in every adjective, not to be subdued without pathetic lack of pathos. A thread that requires an ability to balance is not normal, and that is always hovering over the abyss (more existential, I would say that literature). But the tension exercise artistic, and practice of life in balance, just in places that offer strong emotions, often lack even the limits of aesthetics, it takes the reader che divora le 47 pagine di questo taccuino non improvvisato, di questo diario rivisto con la lente d’ingrandimento di chi prima di dire, e prima di scrivere, anatomizza la propria anima. E’ questo un atto di grande rispetto anche nei confronti del lettore, che sente e comprende di leggere pagine sofferte, umanamente ed artisticamente, e non facili né tantomeno improvvisate. L’esercizio e la sua durezza è una lezione immensa, e oggi spesso dimenticata (anche dagli scrittori).
Ogni frammento negli otto capitoletti di questo cahier si legge e poi si rilegge, per rivivere la stessa suggestione ma anche per meglio penetrare nel tessuto delle parole attente: un’attenzione che riguarda anche i titoli delle singole sezioni (il più immediato: Anatomia di un’anima devastata). Misura, dunque, pacatezza, esercizio, passione trattenuta ma potenzialmente esplosiva, cura letteraria e cesello delle parole. Già solo per questo dovrebbe fissare occhi e mente in questo cahier chi Dublino ama, ma anche chi non la conosce affatto, ed anche chi non è interessato alla ‘letteratura di viaggio’: perciò , del contenuto, non voglio anticipare nulla. Perché l’emozione più viva e duratura il cahier – questo, ma anche gli altri della coerente collana – la riserva al lettore nel suggerirgli l’infinità del viaggio, la ricerca che non s’arresta: né in un luogo né nei volti amati e nemmeno nelle pagine che nutrono o nelle opere d’arte che svelano il mistero tremendo della ‘bellezza’ (quali immagini, in particolare di quali lettori, è bene che il lettore le scopra da solo).
Itaca, insomma, non esiste. Ma nella sua inesausta, desiderante ricerca la letteratura trova da sempre giustificazione e limite insieme.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Procedure In Making A Metal Dustpan
The novel about VDBD
Recensione alla Romanza di Zurigo su VDBD,un blog che mi piace tanto. Ringrazio di cuore Viviana Scarinci. 
Recensione alla Romanza di Zurigo su VDBD,un blog che mi piace tanto. Ringrazio di cuore Viviana Scarinci.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Duffel Bags In Washing Machines
Diary from Berlin 06.09.2010
Di SOTERA FORNARO
La stanza del poeta (per Nelly Sachs)
Eccola, la stanza del poeta. Un angolo cottura e una finestra River. Four for four yards for the surviving traces of the past: letters, books, manuscripts, drawings, watercolors, a collection of stones, postcards, portraits of saints, pictures of fifty years ago. The typewriter on the coffee table, telephone, a lamp and a blanket pink, the color of the flowers in the garden in Berlin - then she was a child and there was still the daddy.
The room is in Stockholm, time: 1950.
The room is private stage of repeated nervous breakdowns, especially after the death of his mother who left even more alone. A Gift alleviation: the Zohar, the Book of Splendor, one of the most important documents in Jewish mysticism. In the lighted room dal Zohar la piccola donna di nome Nelly Sachs trova il segreto dell’intima connessione di tutte le cose. Folgorazione. La poesia, se mai ha un senso, è nella parola simbolo, che riflette la metamorfosi del reale, che coglie, delle cose, la nostalgia per il cambiamento, per il superamento dell’adesso nel possibile, e il dolore anche dell’ anelare a questo mutare, la tensione dell’itinerario mistico che conduce alla deflagrazione cosmica, quindi alla libertà.
Il linguaggio della poesia si adegua allora alla Cabala – e per noi che ascoltiamo diventa una sfida di immagini. In ogni anche insignificante oggetto è contenuto l’universo e il suo mutare. Connesso è l’universo in ogni smallest detail, and the word gets the 'invisible hold together and stay within the All, and it melts: and we, our' I 'is only one thing among others, disappears.
Life of Nelly Sachs was a year of death, but not to bear the 'anguish on the contrary has been the search for those "sweet dowsers, angels of peace, that we touch the secret source of fatigue passes slowly in death "(We are already working in the death of tomorrow).
The room, the "cabin" (Kajüte), the four square meters in which Nelly Sachs lives, eats and writes, then, is only one point in a web of invisible cosmic connections. The "starting point" and therefore the navel of the world. Here come all the lines of 'universe, depart from here. For the Kabbalists, the starting point of the world is a 'hidden Eden. " And Nelly Sachs is hidden, because it would disappear, he says, behind the whisper of words.
Nelly Sachs has never run away from pain, if they have nurtured. "Pain is intended to make the matter clear. That is ripe. " Thus, even Auschwitz is justified. And so much pain introjected rejects even those who were shared (Paul Celan it will land).
In May 1940, forty-nine, Nelly Sachs was able to take one of the last Air Tempelhof airport in Berlin, where she was born, pursued by the Nazi threat. The destination was Stockholm, and had lived there thirty years of exile - mainly thanks to the help of writer Selma Lagerlörf, which was dedicated in 1921 and his small prose with which he began an intense epistolary friendship. Stockholm was the construction of loneliness, punctuated by many periods in psychiatric clinic. And poetry?
At seventeen, in one of the first stay at the clinic, she met a man, fell in love not reciprocated: he did not eat for two more years. Nelly is the kind of "those who die, if they like." By chance, the doctor who la ha in cura vede e legge le sue poesie. La invita a scrivere, scrivere, scrivere. Ed ecco la poesia diventa farmaco per sopravvivere. La poesia la salva.
L’uomo, invece, resterà il grande anonimo, e la Sachs non volle mai rivelarne il nome, nemmeno quando, nel 1966, avuto il Nobel per la Letteratura, voraci occhi cominceranno a scrutare e a rovistare nella sua scarna vita e a corrodere i quattro metri quadri della sua «cabina». Quella vita che per lei era stata «fuga e metamorfosi».
Non disse il nome di quell’uomo nemmeno quando, in esilio, seppe della sua morte, commentata dalla poesia: Preghiera allo sposo morto. Dirà poi che tutta la sua poesia è scaturita dal destino tragic man absent. The absence perhaps heavier presence in his life, but also scattered light in the wires that weave in her room as a poet.
in my room in my room where my bed
a table in a chair by the stove cooking
throughout the Universe as he kneels to get rid
invisibility -
run a line
write the alphabet
paint on the wall the motto on which suicide
now sprouting shoots
and already hold firmly to the face of truth
e allora comincia la terra a martellare
la notte si stacca
cade
dente ucciso dal morso -
(da Enigmi roventi, III, 1965; traduzione mia)
LA MOSTRA DEDICATA A NELLY SACHS (1891-1970), CON L’ESPOSIZIONE DEI SUOI OGGETTI E DI MOLTI INEDITI E LETTERE E FOTO, LA RICOSTRUZIONE DELLA SUA STANZA SVEDESE, E ALTRE TESTIMONIANZE E’ NEL MUSEO EBRAICO DI BERLINO SINO AL 27 GIUGNO. SARA’ POI A STOCCOLMA, ZURIGO E DORTMUND. LA RICCHISSIMA PAGINA WEB E’ http://www.nellysachs.com/ . IN ITALIANO SEGNALO: http://www.tellusfolio.it/index.php?prec=%2Findex.php%3Flev%3D111&cmd=v&id=11148 E L’ANTOLOGIA A CURA IDA Porena, Einaudi Editore, reprinted in 2006. 
Di SOTERA FORNARO
La stanza del poeta (per Nelly Sachs)
Eccola, la stanza del poeta. Un angolo cottura e una finestra River. Four for four yards for the surviving traces of the past: letters, books, manuscripts, drawings, watercolors, a collection of stones, postcards, portraits of saints, pictures of fifty years ago. The typewriter on the coffee table, telephone, a lamp and a blanket pink, the color of the flowers in the garden in Berlin - then she was a child and there was still the daddy.
The room is in Stockholm, time: 1950.
The room is private stage of repeated nervous breakdowns, especially after the death of his mother who left even more alone. A Gift alleviation: the Zohar, the Book of Splendor, one of the most important documents in Jewish mysticism. In the lighted room dal Zohar la piccola donna di nome Nelly Sachs trova il segreto dell’intima connessione di tutte le cose. Folgorazione. La poesia, se mai ha un senso, è nella parola simbolo, che riflette la metamorfosi del reale, che coglie, delle cose, la nostalgia per il cambiamento, per il superamento dell’adesso nel possibile, e il dolore anche dell’ anelare a questo mutare, la tensione dell’itinerario mistico che conduce alla deflagrazione cosmica, quindi alla libertà.
Il linguaggio della poesia si adegua allora alla Cabala – e per noi che ascoltiamo diventa una sfida di immagini. In ogni anche insignificante oggetto è contenuto l’universo e il suo mutare. Connesso è l’universo in ogni smallest detail, and the word gets the 'invisible hold together and stay within the All, and it melts: and we, our' I 'is only one thing among others, disappears.
Life of Nelly Sachs was a year of death, but not to bear the 'anguish on the contrary has been the search for those "sweet dowsers, angels of peace, that we touch the secret source of fatigue passes slowly in death "(We are already working in the death of tomorrow).
The room, the "cabin" (Kajüte), the four square meters in which Nelly Sachs lives, eats and writes, then, is only one point in a web of invisible cosmic connections. The "starting point" and therefore the navel of the world. Here come all the lines of 'universe, depart from here. For the Kabbalists, the starting point of the world is a 'hidden Eden. " And Nelly Sachs is hidden, because it would disappear, he says, behind the whisper of words.
Nelly Sachs has never run away from pain, if they have nurtured. "Pain is intended to make the matter clear. That is ripe. " Thus, even Auschwitz is justified. And so much pain introjected rejects even those who were shared (Paul Celan it will land).
In May 1940, forty-nine, Nelly Sachs was able to take one of the last Air Tempelhof airport in Berlin, where she was born, pursued by the Nazi threat. The destination was Stockholm, and had lived there thirty years of exile - mainly thanks to the help of writer Selma Lagerlörf, which was dedicated in 1921 and his small prose with which he began an intense epistolary friendship. Stockholm was the construction of loneliness, punctuated by many periods in psychiatric clinic. And poetry?
At seventeen, in one of the first stay at the clinic, she met a man, fell in love not reciprocated: he did not eat for two more years. Nelly is the kind of "those who die, if they like." By chance, the doctor who la ha in cura vede e legge le sue poesie. La invita a scrivere, scrivere, scrivere. Ed ecco la poesia diventa farmaco per sopravvivere. La poesia la salva.
L’uomo, invece, resterà il grande anonimo, e la Sachs non volle mai rivelarne il nome, nemmeno quando, nel 1966, avuto il Nobel per la Letteratura, voraci occhi cominceranno a scrutare e a rovistare nella sua scarna vita e a corrodere i quattro metri quadri della sua «cabina». Quella vita che per lei era stata «fuga e metamorfosi».
Non disse il nome di quell’uomo nemmeno quando, in esilio, seppe della sua morte, commentata dalla poesia: Preghiera allo sposo morto. Dirà poi che tutta la sua poesia è scaturita dal destino tragic man absent. The absence perhaps heavier presence in his life, but also scattered light in the wires that weave in her room as a poet.
in my room in my room where my bed
a table in a chair by the stove cooking
throughout the Universe as he kneels to get rid
invisibility -
run a line
write the alphabet
paint on the wall the motto on which suicide
now sprouting shoots
and already hold firmly to the face of truth
e allora comincia la terra a martellare
la notte si stacca
cade
dente ucciso dal morso -
(da Enigmi roventi, III, 1965; traduzione mia)
LA MOSTRA DEDICATA A NELLY SACHS (1891-1970), CON L’ESPOSIZIONE DEI SUOI OGGETTI E DI MOLTI INEDITI E LETTERE E FOTO, LA RICOSTRUZIONE DELLA SUA STANZA SVEDESE, E ALTRE TESTIMONIANZE E’ NEL MUSEO EBRAICO DI BERLINO SINO AL 27 GIUGNO. SARA’ POI A STOCCOLMA, ZURIGO E DORTMUND. LA RICCHISSIMA PAGINA WEB E’ http://www.nellysachs.com/ . IN ITALIANO SEGNALO: http://www.tellusfolio.it/index.php?prec=%2Findex.php%3Flev%3D111&cmd=v&id=11148 E L’ANTOLOGIA A CURA IDA Porena, Einaudi Editore, reprinted in 2006.
Play-mate Of The Apes Free Clips
Milan Metro News Reading
Dating beautiful, but rich summer. All meetings to follow. One in particular, it seems logical to me, is important to us report. I, as coordinator of the series Cahier Travel Jubilees and Francis, founder and editorial director of Historica editions, we are very very happy. Throughout the series, how they are traveling books, and mini cahier cahier. And we are proud to Metro Milan, Paolo Melissa, very proud indeed. 
Dating beautiful, but rich summer. All meetings to follow. One in particular, it seems logical to me, is important to us report. I, as coordinator of the series Cahier Travel Jubilees and Francis, founder and editorial director of Historica editions, we are very very happy. Throughout the series, how they are traveling books, and mini cahier cahier. And we are proud to Metro Milan, Paolo Melissa, very proud indeed.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Pokemon Emerald Rom Cydia Source
copyright to the columns
Beautiful initiative, missed some evenings.
(Organization and direction of Alexander Bertante) 
Beautiful initiative, missed some evenings.
(Organization and direction of Alexander Bertante)
Where To Buy Itcg Cards
from Berlin Diary 03/06/2010
Dd-Ee-Ii-Pp-Oo, the disintegrated.
"THE BORDER IN PASS THROUGH THE BODY: THE TEAR OPEN THE MOVE" (Heiner Müller)
Soteria Fornaro
Oedipus comes from far away, yet can not walk. Oedipus - that means his name - 'one who washes the feet', its pitch is a constant grimace of pain, is a dance looking ungainly useless harmony.
In her journey for nothing regal, became king for the event. His road is paved by the assassination. Giunge a Tebe, dopo aver ucciso uno sconosciuto e gli uomini che lo accompagnavano. Solo uno, il TESTIMONE, riesce a fuggire.
Giunge a Tebe, dopo aver risolto l’enigma della Sfinge che semina morte nella città: ‘chi è quell’essere che ha quattro, due e tre gambe?’. L’UOMO, risponde Edipo.
La Sfinge, il mostro, è ANNIENTATA dalla risposta. Edipo dovrebbe imparare la pericolosità della conoscenza. Non lo fa.
Il popolo gli è riconoscente. Rende lo ZOPPICANTE il suo Re, e la Regina vedova gli si dà in sposa.
EDIPO RE – anzi, TIRANNO.
Quando si apre il sipario, nella scena essenziale, spoglia, Edipo is a body on the ground in an epileptic convulsions. With our feet on the ground, beats time, obsessively, while the shocks are the breath of his body, is the only dance that is awarded.
Dance, harmony, the limp is denied. Time is running his own time. It is about to expire.
On the city a new disease. A yellow cloud of despair, a disease: a plague on Thebes. (At an immense punching bag that moves and casts shadows, the divine one testicle, a suffocating cloud, a giant in body rot). And Oedipus RE - indeed TYRANT. Must save his city, torn by the virus. And he wants to know the causes.
Send
to ask God: why the disease yellow envelops the city? The answer is clear: 'something disturbs the order. You, the king, you must remove that is unsustainable. impurity.''
It 's a generic. Do not ask for a culprit. It does not indicate a way. To heal a city / community, sick, you purge the disturbing elements. The Oracle gives to a tyrannical political order.
E 'Oedipus, in its great presumption, to give a religious significance to the imposition of the god. To believe that there is an order of GUILT 'impurities.
Oedipus, who has already defeated the Sphinx, believed di sapere. Sa come interpretare gli oracoli. Povero Edipo, è un clown alla ricerca della verità, inconsapevole di essere solo un clown, inconsapevole di aspirare a quella verità che lo annienterà, e lo renderà pienamente ‘Edipo’, dai piedi incapaci e dagli occhi che più non vedranno.
La verità acceca.
La verità DISGREGA. La Sfinge non gli ha insegnato nulla.
L’attore rende il processo di annientamento, il suo corpo progressivamente si smembra come un manichino slegato: il corpo è «LA GHIAIA», dove il testo si scrive, per scivolare.
La parola è azione di morte, e nel caso di Edipo la parola è l’oracolo: hard word, yet enigmatic words of simple nudity. Oedipus believes, Priest, to understand, to explain it. It therefore wants to "enlighten the beginning" and "hunt down the truth of 'oracle': it engages the tragic action.
Oedipus is the man who claims to know, to know in fuller light, high beam, "everything from the beginning" (Vom Anbeginn will aber ichs beleuchten).
'Oedipus plays too infinitely "(Hölderlin) the sentence of the oracle, and raises the horror that the word of the oracle you murderess. The
know if its breaks limite, si ECCITA nel sapere più di quanto si possa sopportare o capire.
E’ dunque la tragedia di Edipo la tragedia della COLPA? No, la tragedia della conoscenza. Della parola disgregante, che porta ad una conoscenza ESAGERATA.
Edipo giunge alla conoscenza, a sapere che è l’ASSASSINO del padre e il MARITO della madre. Il corpo dell’attore è completamente disgregato da questa conoscenza.
Tenendosi sui piedi malati, danza come un derviscio, l’estasi di AVER SAPUTO diventa vorticosa. E così si trasforma il corpo degli altri attori: i cittadini come avvoltoi urlano sul cadavere del Tiranno smisurato, che ha voluto sostituirsi al dio. Non ne ha ascoltato l’oracolo, he wanted to be oracle. The Queen mother and wife can no longer tolerate his body, after learning. The word assassin overwhelms all.
IT IS THERE 'S NO PLACE FOR SILENCE.
The scene is broken body, of shouting nonsensical, Oedipus stutters, stutter more. Lose the language, the word loses the murdered.
Guilt of Oedipus is not acting, but having passed the theory. Practice and theory are contrasted with each other. When you practice the theory, the terror comes into action.
The theory is the danger. The theory that goes beyond the limt, fontiera passes all knowledge. The presumption of the theory (like that of Dante Dante). Oedipus is a face of increasing pain at the scene, and those faces are the laceration, the "Stigma by those who cross borders."
Stay. Oedipus would have stayed, 'stay inside' himself. Instead
.
He taught us. It teaches us.
"Today there is an attitude towards the tragic peverso or to death. My ideal would be: 'to live without hope and without despair,' but it is not easy, we must learn to do it, and I think I can. The Greeks, the contemporary of Socrates, did not perceive any question like that, they had neither hope nor despair, they lived simply. With the ciristianesimo, the tragic attitude as an enrichment of life and the theater was lost. The tragedy is an element that gives vitality: if I see a man go to ruin, is a show that gives me strength, but today the rule, the common reaction, it is depressing to consider the destruction of a human being "(Heiner Müller).
OEDIPUS TYRANT, by Sophocles, translation of Hölderlin, IN THE READJUSTMENT OF Heiner Muller, directed by Dimiter Gotscheff, staged in Berlin, Volksbuehne OF ROSA LUXEMBOURG Platz, May 27, 2010. 
Dd-Ee-Ii-Pp-Oo, the disintegrated.
"THE BORDER IN PASS THROUGH THE BODY: THE TEAR OPEN THE MOVE" (Heiner Müller)
Soteria Fornaro
Oedipus comes from far away, yet can not walk. Oedipus - that means his name - 'one who washes the feet', its pitch is a constant grimace of pain, is a dance looking ungainly useless harmony.
In her journey for nothing regal, became king for the event. His road is paved by the assassination. Giunge a Tebe, dopo aver ucciso uno sconosciuto e gli uomini che lo accompagnavano. Solo uno, il TESTIMONE, riesce a fuggire.
Giunge a Tebe, dopo aver risolto l’enigma della Sfinge che semina morte nella città: ‘chi è quell’essere che ha quattro, due e tre gambe?’. L’UOMO, risponde Edipo.
La Sfinge, il mostro, è ANNIENTATA dalla risposta. Edipo dovrebbe imparare la pericolosità della conoscenza. Non lo fa.
Il popolo gli è riconoscente. Rende lo ZOPPICANTE il suo Re, e la Regina vedova gli si dà in sposa.
EDIPO RE – anzi, TIRANNO.
Quando si apre il sipario, nella scena essenziale, spoglia, Edipo is a body on the ground in an epileptic convulsions. With our feet on the ground, beats time, obsessively, while the shocks are the breath of his body, is the only dance that is awarded.
Dance, harmony, the limp is denied. Time is running his own time. It is about to expire.
On the city a new disease. A yellow cloud of despair, a disease: a plague on Thebes. (At an immense punching bag that moves and casts shadows, the divine one testicle, a suffocating cloud, a giant in body rot). And Oedipus RE - indeed TYRANT. Must save his city, torn by the virus. And he wants to know the causes.
Send
to ask God: why the disease yellow envelops the city? The answer is clear: 'something disturbs the order. You, the king, you must remove that is unsustainable. impurity.''
It 's a generic. Do not ask for a culprit. It does not indicate a way. To heal a city / community, sick, you purge the disturbing elements. The Oracle gives to a tyrannical political order.
E 'Oedipus, in its great presumption, to give a religious significance to the imposition of the god. To believe that there is an order of GUILT 'impurities.
Oedipus, who has already defeated the Sphinx, believed di sapere. Sa come interpretare gli oracoli. Povero Edipo, è un clown alla ricerca della verità, inconsapevole di essere solo un clown, inconsapevole di aspirare a quella verità che lo annienterà, e lo renderà pienamente ‘Edipo’, dai piedi incapaci e dagli occhi che più non vedranno.
La verità acceca.
La verità DISGREGA. La Sfinge non gli ha insegnato nulla.
L’attore rende il processo di annientamento, il suo corpo progressivamente si smembra come un manichino slegato: il corpo è «LA GHIAIA», dove il testo si scrive, per scivolare.
La parola è azione di morte, e nel caso di Edipo la parola è l’oracolo: hard word, yet enigmatic words of simple nudity. Oedipus believes, Priest, to understand, to explain it. It therefore wants to "enlighten the beginning" and "hunt down the truth of 'oracle': it engages the tragic action.
Oedipus is the man who claims to know, to know in fuller light, high beam, "everything from the beginning" (Vom Anbeginn will aber ichs beleuchten).
'Oedipus plays too infinitely "(Hölderlin) the sentence of the oracle, and raises the horror that the word of the oracle you murderess. The
know if its breaks limite, si ECCITA nel sapere più di quanto si possa sopportare o capire.
E’ dunque la tragedia di Edipo la tragedia della COLPA? No, la tragedia della conoscenza. Della parola disgregante, che porta ad una conoscenza ESAGERATA.
Edipo giunge alla conoscenza, a sapere che è l’ASSASSINO del padre e il MARITO della madre. Il corpo dell’attore è completamente disgregato da questa conoscenza.
Tenendosi sui piedi malati, danza come un derviscio, l’estasi di AVER SAPUTO diventa vorticosa. E così si trasforma il corpo degli altri attori: i cittadini come avvoltoi urlano sul cadavere del Tiranno smisurato, che ha voluto sostituirsi al dio. Non ne ha ascoltato l’oracolo, he wanted to be oracle. The Queen mother and wife can no longer tolerate his body, after learning. The word assassin overwhelms all.
IT IS THERE 'S NO PLACE FOR SILENCE.
The scene is broken body, of shouting nonsensical, Oedipus stutters, stutter more. Lose the language, the word loses the murdered.
Guilt of Oedipus is not acting, but having passed the theory. Practice and theory are contrasted with each other. When you practice the theory, the terror comes into action.
The theory is the danger. The theory that goes beyond the limt, fontiera passes all knowledge. The presumption of the theory (like that of Dante Dante). Oedipus is a face of increasing pain at the scene, and those faces are the laceration, the "Stigma by those who cross borders."
Stay. Oedipus would have stayed, 'stay inside' himself. Instead
.
He taught us. It teaches us.
"Today there is an attitude towards the tragic peverso or to death. My ideal would be: 'to live without hope and without despair,' but it is not easy, we must learn to do it, and I think I can. The Greeks, the contemporary of Socrates, did not perceive any question like that, they had neither hope nor despair, they lived simply. With the ciristianesimo, the tragic attitude as an enrichment of life and the theater was lost. The tragedy is an element that gives vitality: if I see a man go to ruin, is a show that gives me strength, but today the rule, the common reaction, it is depressing to consider the destruction of a human being "(Heiner Müller).
OEDIPUS TYRANT, by Sophocles, translation of Hölderlin, IN THE READJUSTMENT OF Heiner Muller, directed by Dimiter Gotscheff, staged in Berlin, Volksbuehne OF ROSA LUXEMBOURG Platz, May 27, 2010.
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Sabrina Campolongo
is a den, study, is the lair of a sorcerer, is the attic or toolshed, ol'armadio where we hid as a child, our breath smell, I get goose bumps on the back just because you close a door between us and the world of adults.
is a secret place, is a gut, is the place of creation, is a place of terrible beauty.
here as I spit in his face, again, with my cheeks shiny paint, I remembered, adored, robbed, flaming, my garbage collection and carefully cataloged, my filth One, you alone thy rod, the tua rabbia, il polso dei tuoi stallieri, tu niente, come la polvere nella quale volevi sprofondarmi.
Io qui ancora a straziare il tuo riposo, a ricordarti che non è che un orgasmo gridato sopra l’orrore, la Bellezza
Sabrina Campolongo
is a den, study, is the lair of a sorcerer, is the attic or toolshed, ol'armadio where we hid as a child, our breath smell, I get goose bumps on the back just because you close a door between us and the world of adults.
is a secret place, is a gut, is the place of creation, is a place of terrible beauty.
here as I spit in his face, again, with my cheeks shiny paint, I remembered, adored, robbed, flaming, my garbage collection and carefully cataloged, my filth One, you alone thy rod, the tua rabbia, il polso dei tuoi stallieri, tu niente, come la polvere nella quale volevi sprofondarmi.
Io qui ancora a straziare il tuo riposo, a ricordarti che non è che un orgasmo gridato sopra l’orrore, la Bellezza
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Brani, immagini, microstorie, visioni Quello che non è entrato in Unessential Dublin, quello che si è sviluppato da Unessential attorno e "accanto" a Francis Bacon
Di Sabrina Campolongo
Mi avvicino, non voglio farlo in fretta, alla minuscola porta (i quadri che uscivano di là, tra porta e scale strette, erano tutti graffiati the edges) screen from a sheet of glass. The study is there, every brush, every jar, every shred every empty bottle, hundreds of pictures, pages torn from books and magazines - doctors, many of them - and the walls completely covered with paint, palette, walls, walls, towels, all the beyond the glass. Near and yet untouchable.
I miss being able to smell. Do not move anything, I would not move even the dust, but to be inside the room, suspended, immaterial, to see how the light that falls from the window overlooking the roof is reflected in the mirror chipped. As the alcove of a brothel, he needed to look at the mirror while making love with canvas, I'm sure.
Monday, May 24, 2010
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Diary from Berlin 24-5
The bars in the brain
Soteria FORNARO
This is a watercolor by Rainer Küchenmeister, a professor of painting 'Academy of Arts in Karlsruhe and Paris, died May 6 at the age of 83. Rainer Berlin was born in working-class district of Berlin, deep in the east. The father was guillotined by Hitler on August 13, 1945. The last memory of him was that Heiner was a caress, while men of the Gestapo were waiting at the door, a caress "as one that only a father does to a child," and a whisper: 'See you, kid'. The accusation was no escape: treason to the State and the Führer.
Rainer was 16 years, was also arrested on the same charge, and locked up in prison Alexander-Platz, on the fourth floor. Just above his cell, there was a girl of twenty-one years, is a potter, Bontjes Cato van Beek, who is also a 'traitor' of Hitler: he had fed the French prisoners. Cato, the bars of his cell, singing tunes that everyone rejoiced. 'The thoughts are free' - singing. Rainer sent cards hanging by a thread. They exchanged messages in code with his knuckles knocking on the heavy walls. He loved so, how to love life. Cato was beheaded August 5, 1943.
Rainer remained eighteen months in that cell to Alexanderplatz, then was taken to a concentration camp for boys in Moringen: and there, in 1945, also had to suffer the Soviet prison. In recent years, talked a lot in memory of his childhood sweetheart guillotined, his father, and of that group of resistance that the Nazis called disparagingly 'Red Orchestra', 'red' because the communists, and 'pianists' fingers because the signals sent radio to the Russians, 'spies' in the service of Moscow. Things were not so. They were brave men, even boys, they did not keep in mind se stessi per lottare senza mezzi contro il mostro, Adolf Hitler. Queste vite furono dopo dimenticate, lo sono in parte adesso, quando non addirittura diffamate.
Rainer Küchenmeister non poteva dimenticare.
Aveva promesso a Cato, in uno dei bigliettini che percorrevano le mura della prigione attaccati a fili sottili, che sarebbe divenuto un pittore. Mantenne la promessa. Le sue figure su tela non hanno occhi. Nelle sue sculture al posto della testa vi sono grovigli informi, insetti di metallo, plastica, pelle che brulicano su tronchi tagliati. Questo il ricordo di quel che la prigione ed il nazismo gli aveva fatto: nella testa, solo orribili astrazioni, ricordi da cui guardarsi.
A cosa ha pensato, Rainer Küchenmeister nei suoi ultimi momenti? Al suo amore di cella, e alla sua immensa nostalgia della vita, forse. Alla madre, morta a 38 anni in un bombardamento. Al padre, ghigliottinato da Hitler. Forse. Forse ad un nuovo viaggio. Forse alla luce, dopo tanto buio. A noi resta il dovere di ricordare e ricordarlo.
A noi resta il coraggio di guardare questo suo acquarello, e le sbarre nel cervello.
Per chi legge il tedesco qualche notizia in più in: http://www.neues-deutschland.de/artikel/171510.im-kopf-das-gitter-vom-alex.html. Dell’ ‘Orchestra rossa’, delle sue donne, ho già parlato altrove (http://www.viadelvento.it/catalogo/scheda.asp?IDlibro=159), ma non basta. 
The bars in the brain
Soteria FORNARO
This is a watercolor by Rainer Küchenmeister, a professor of painting 'Academy of Arts in Karlsruhe and Paris, died May 6 at the age of 83. Rainer Berlin was born in working-class district of Berlin, deep in the east. The father was guillotined by Hitler on August 13, 1945. The last memory of him was that Heiner was a caress, while men of the Gestapo were waiting at the door, a caress "as one that only a father does to a child," and a whisper: 'See you, kid'. The accusation was no escape: treason to the State and the Führer.
Rainer was 16 years, was also arrested on the same charge, and locked up in prison Alexander-Platz, on the fourth floor. Just above his cell, there was a girl of twenty-one years, is a potter, Bontjes Cato van Beek, who is also a 'traitor' of Hitler: he had fed the French prisoners. Cato, the bars of his cell, singing tunes that everyone rejoiced. 'The thoughts are free' - singing. Rainer sent cards hanging by a thread. They exchanged messages in code with his knuckles knocking on the heavy walls. He loved so, how to love life. Cato was beheaded August 5, 1943.
Rainer remained eighteen months in that cell to Alexanderplatz, then was taken to a concentration camp for boys in Moringen: and there, in 1945, also had to suffer the Soviet prison. In recent years, talked a lot in memory of his childhood sweetheart guillotined, his father, and of that group of resistance that the Nazis called disparagingly 'Red Orchestra', 'red' because the communists, and 'pianists' fingers because the signals sent radio to the Russians, 'spies' in the service of Moscow. Things were not so. They were brave men, even boys, they did not keep in mind se stessi per lottare senza mezzi contro il mostro, Adolf Hitler. Queste vite furono dopo dimenticate, lo sono in parte adesso, quando non addirittura diffamate.
Rainer Küchenmeister non poteva dimenticare.
Aveva promesso a Cato, in uno dei bigliettini che percorrevano le mura della prigione attaccati a fili sottili, che sarebbe divenuto un pittore. Mantenne la promessa. Le sue figure su tela non hanno occhi. Nelle sue sculture al posto della testa vi sono grovigli informi, insetti di metallo, plastica, pelle che brulicano su tronchi tagliati. Questo il ricordo di quel che la prigione ed il nazismo gli aveva fatto: nella testa, solo orribili astrazioni, ricordi da cui guardarsi.
A cosa ha pensato, Rainer Küchenmeister nei suoi ultimi momenti? Al suo amore di cella, e alla sua immensa nostalgia della vita, forse. Alla madre, morta a 38 anni in un bombardamento. Al padre, ghigliottinato da Hitler. Forse. Forse ad un nuovo viaggio. Forse alla luce, dopo tanto buio. A noi resta il dovere di ricordare e ricordarlo.
A noi resta il coraggio di guardare questo suo acquarello, e le sbarre nel cervello.
Per chi legge il tedesco qualche notizia in più in: http://www.neues-deutschland.de/artikel/171510.im-kopf-das-gitter-vom-alex.html. Dell’ ‘Orchestra rossa’, delle sue donne, ho già parlato altrove (http://www.viadelvento.it/catalogo/scheda.asp?IDlibro=159), ma non basta.
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