Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Paradox

" Un Temps Pour Les Rêveurs Et Les Créateurs" A translation in French by Nathalie Diss; On Kindle in French

A Time For Dreamers Written by Nilofar Mehrin Translated by Nathalie Diss 1998 Via Fiesolana , Florence ---------------------------------------- Je parlais avec William W. un ami qui a enseigné dans une université américaine à Florence. Il était un concepteur de sites Web et avait créé de nombreux sites Web pour des artistes qu’il connaissait. Il avait vu mon studio et mes cartes1 et avait dit: «Pourquoi n'écrivez-vous pas une histoire pour aller avec vos cartes?» J'ai toujours voulu écrire une telle histoire, mais j'ai fini par écrire un poème intitulé "là-bas » en angais. Puis en 2009 j'ai fait une animation de quatre minute. Utilisant mon poème et des images des peintures que j'avais faites, dans une sorte de collage (avec l'aide de M. Khorramian et son assistant M. Hosseini en Tehran, ils travaillaient pour la télévision iranienne). Plus tard, j'ai pensé a faire une tableaux de ...

Transavanguardia italiana

Transavanguardia italiana Da Wikipedia, l'enciclopedia libera. Jump to navigation Jump to search Francesco Clemente fotografato a San Francisco nel 1991 con il proprio Autoritratto La transavanguardia italiana è un movimento artistico italiano nato verso la seconda metà degli anni settanta del XX secolo su progetto del critico Achille Bonito Oliva (a cui si deve il neologismo stesso) sulla scia della crisi economica che caratterizzò questo decennio e che ridimensionò l' ottimismo produttivo e culturale dell' Italia . Questa crisi economica ebbe conseguenze anche sull'arte, dato che smorzò l'ottimismo sperimentale delle avanguardie [1] . Contestualizzata, a posteriori, come una delle correnti del postmodernismo , la transavanguardia, grazie alla natura anticipatoria [2] dei movimenti che hanno caratterizzato l'attraversamento dell' arte concettuale , ha continuato, in Italia, ad essere protagonista di ulterio...

Living Art As A Work in Progress

There was my favorite song by The Style Council on at the caffe, it was haunting because i had listened to it a lot during my years at university, in Florence, and i listened to it in Tehran while i was looking after my mother. It was so romantic and expressed nostalgic feelings. I looked out of the window while sipping at my coffee and indulged in looking out onto the busy street from the comfort of my armchair .... on this rainy day i was in Paris and a dream i had, had come true...... " Empty hours Spent combing the street In daytime showers They've become my beat; As I walk from cafe to bar I wish I knew where you are; Because you've clouded my mind And now I'm all out of time Empty skies say try to forget Better advice is to have no regrets; As I tread the boulevard floor Will I see once more; Because you've clouded my mind 'Till then I'm biding my time I'm only sad in a natural way And I enjoy sometimes feeling ...

Life and Opinions of an Artist ; "A Time For Dreamers"

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