Sunday, February 13, 2011

montesquieu

Alguém me reprochou de ter mudado a seu respeito. Eu lhe disse: “Se é uma mudança para você, é uma revolução para mim”.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Wednesday, January 05, 2011

cantada, do ferreira gullar

Você é mais bonita que uma bola prateada
de papel de cigarro
Você é mais bonita que uma poça dágua
límpida
num lugar escondido
Você é mais bonita que uma zebra
que um filhote de onça
que um Boeing 707 em pleno ar
Você é mais bonita que um jardim florido
em frente ao mar em Ipanema
Você é mais bonita que uma refinaria da Petrobrás
de noite
mais bonita que Ursula Andress
que o Palácio da Alvorada
mais bonita que a alvorada
que o mar azul-safira
da República Dominicana

Olha,
você é tão bonita quanto o Rio de Janeiro
em maio
e quase tão bonita
quanto a Revolução Cubana

Saturday, December 18, 2010

2010.

Great new friends and a handful of good old faithful ones. A thriving new business (I'm so fortunate to be completely in love with what I do and have a partner who's also my friend). My own apartment, again. A family I can't even begin to describe. A grandmother/mother who's gone. A huge heartache. Lots of books. Lots of therapy. Tons of living. 2010 was absolutely full, difficult and amazing, with the intensity every year should have. I couldn't have asked for more. May 2011 remain everything but dull. Amen.

Thursday, December 09, 2010

the men of my life



I don't talk much about them here, but these are the two most important men in my life: my brother and my dad. Spending the years in their company has raised my standards and has taught me to expect nothing less than absolute kindness from any male figure I come into contact with. They've somehow managed to survive in a house with 3 very opinionated women and still love us to death – and that should speak volumes about them.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Isn't it sad...

how you began to almost suck the moment you stopped moving me?

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Ana


"Ana não se sentia esgotada, cansada, destruída nem nada do que lhe acometera nos ultimos meses. Depois de muito tempo, Ana sorria feito boba. Sorria sozinha. Porque sentia seu coração no lugar, sua cabeça no lugar e não demoraria muito pra sua vida entrar nos eixos. Ana e somente Ana, conseguia entender o que se passava e sorria sozinha. Um riso leve, um sorriso solto, que não se pode segurar só pra si. Nem ela sabia, que guardava tantos sorrisos. Era muito bom estar de volta."

[tirado de um canto lindo da internet]

Monday, November 08, 2010

volare

Le Saut dans le vide, Yves Klein


Did you know that Domenico Modugno was inspired by Yves Klein's "Le Saut dans le vide" and his exhibition "Proposition Monochrome; Blue Epoch" to compose the song "Nel blu dipinto di blu"? I'll never look at any of those pieces the same way again, and that just made my day.

Blue Monochrome, Yves Klein





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Thursday, October 07, 2010

numbers, you take my breath away


Not sure how I survived 29 years without creating a spreadsheet, but Numbers is completely rocking my world. I feel so secure, so grown-up. It almost feels like I know what I'm doing, and we all know that's a pretty rare feeling. Nobody should start their 30s as a spreadsheet virgin.

Sunday, October 03, 2010

guardei. eu sempre guardo.



Guardei sem ter porque, nem por razão ou coisa outra qualquer além de não saber como fazer pra ter um jeito meu de me mostrar.

Saturday, October 02, 2010

note to self

May I have the strength and patience to pretend I don't know. May my days be happier with the fact that I chose to accept, even though acceptance requires me to die a little bit inside. May you wake up one of those days and see that - eventhough you're oh so lovely - that part of you just ain't right.

Friday, September 24, 2010

maybe the world breaks on purpose




"Maybe the world breaks on purpose, so we can have work to do. People think there aren't frontiers anymore. They can't see how frontiers are all around us."

Another beautifully done piece from the Go Forth campaign.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

my dad doesn't get the internet

Me: You need to learn how to look through pictures on my Flickr. There's a bunch of photos of you there and you don't even know.

Him: OF COURSE THERE IS NOT. I never put anything on there... You know what I also don't get? The Facebook thing. You put your face on there? Is that what you do? Put your face on there and that's it?

Me: Have you ever even google yourself?

Him: Ok, now WHY would I EVER do that?

Me: There's a bunch of stuff about you there too.

Him: Yeah, I never put anything on there either.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

old

não tenho mais idade
pra brincar de esconde-esconde
vem me pegar

- Martha Medeiros

Sunday, September 12, 2010

chicago, i missed you so

It's weird and amazing how some things in me only come out when I'm here. It's been a little over 24 hours and it's already been amazing. I hadn't felt like this in almost 3 years. One half my world is more comfortable, more rational, and it completely makes me a better person. The other half is here – a mess, a roller coaster and absolutely intense. I feel like I belong here, but I miss home SO BAD already. It's never been this good, here and there.


Friday, September 03, 2010

danny and annie



She lights up my life when she says to me at night "would you like a little icecream?" or "would you please drink more water?". I mean, those aren't very romantic things to say, but they stir my heart.

Wednesday, September 01, 2010

noel

"Agora eu vou mudar minha conduta
Eu vou à luta, pois eu quero me aprumar
Vou tratar você com força bruta
Pra poder me reabilitar
Pois essa vida não tá sopa"