Imaginar

David Wyatt, In the Word Wood

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"Imagination is the true magic carpet." 

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Norman Vincent Peale

Mãos

Elena Mutinelli, Nodi nelle pighe dell'anima (detalhe) (2007)
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“Les mains sont des symboles et parfois des révélations.”

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Eve Belisle

Com votos de boa semana

George Frederic Watts, After the Deluge (c.1885–1892)

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Write it on your heart

that every day is the best day in the year.

He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day

who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety.

Finish every day and be done with it.

You have done what you could.

Some blunders and absurdities, no doubt crept in.

Forget them as soon as you can, tomorrow is a new day;

begin it well and serenely, with too high a spirit

to be cumbered with your old nonsense.

This new day is too dear,

with its hopes and invitations,

to waste a moment on the yesterdays.

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Ralph Waldo Emerson,

Demada(s) II - Ou do destino e da liberdade

Viktor M. Vasnetsov, The Flying Carpet, a depiction of the hero of Russian folklore, Ivan Tsarevich (1880, Nizhny Novgorod State Art Museum)

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Goethe terá afirmado:

«Magic is believing in yourself, if you can do that, you can make anything happen.»

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Eu, sinceramente, acredito mais que:

«Life is a compromise between fate and free will.»

Elbert Hubbard

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Mas, há sempre a possibilidade de ter outros pontos de vista

In Pinterest

Demanda(s) I

Walter Crane, The White Knight (1870, in Art Magick)

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«... as pessoas chegam sempre na hora exacta aos locais onde são esperadas.»

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Paulo Coelho, O Diário de um Mago.

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Do Facebook

Arte

Walter Crane, The Lady's Chamber

in Clarence Cook, The House Beautiful, New York, Scribner, Armstrong and Co., 1878.

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Art

Give to barrows, trays and pans

Grace and glimmer of romance;

Bring the moonlight into noon

Hid in gleaming piles of stone;

On the city’s paved street

Plant gardens lined with lilacs sweet;

Let spouting fountains cool the air,

Singing in the sun-baked square;

Let statue, picture, park and hall,

Ballad, flag and festival,

The past restore, the day adorn,

And make to-morrow a new morn.

So shall the drudge in dusty frock

Spy behind the city clock

Retinues of airy kings,

Skirts of angels, starry wings,

His fathers shining in bright fables,

His children fed at heavenly tables.

‘T is the privilege of Art

Thus to play its cheerful part,

Man on earth to acclimate

And bend the exile to his fate,

And, moulded of one element

With the days and firmament,

Teach him on these as stairs to climb,

And live on even terms with Time;

Whilst upper life the slender rill

Of human sense doth overfill.

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Ralph Waldo Emerson

Citando Charles Dickens

Ary Scheffer, Portrait of Charles Dickens (1855)

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«Never take a mean advantage of anyone in any transaction, and never be hard upon people who are in your power. Try to do to others, as you would have them do to you, and do not be discouraged if they fail sometimes. (...)»

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Charles Dickens, carta para o filho Edward Bulwer Lytton ("Plorn") (1868) 

- in https://www.brainpickings.org/2013/02/07/charles-dickens-advice-to-son-plorn/

Imaginar

Alan Lee, The Lady of the Lake

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"Imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were. But without it, we go nowhere."

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Carl Sagan.

Criar

Henri Matisse, Studio under the Eaves (c.1903, Fitzwilliam Museum, University of Cambridge)

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"I want to thank anyone who spends part of their day creating... anybody who spends part of their day sharing their experience with us - I think this world would be unlivable without art and I thank you."

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Steve Soderbergh.

Boa segunda-feira!

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Espelhos IV

Mila Kucher (2010)

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«The thing that is really hard, and really amazing, is giving up on being perfect and beginning the work of becoming yourself.»

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Anna Quindlen.

Espelhos III

David Harber, The Portal

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«The mirror is, after all, a utopia, since it is a placeless place. In the mirror, I see myself there where I am not, in an unreal, virtual space that opens up behind the surface; I am over there, there where I am not, a sort of shadow that gives my own visibility to myself, that enables me to see myself there where I am absent: such is the utopia of the mirror. But it is also a heterotopia in so far as the mirror does exist in reality, where it exerts a sort of counteraction on the position that I occupy. From the standpoint of the mirror I discover my absence from the place where I am since I see myself over there (...). The mirror functions as a heterotopia in this respect: it makes this place that I occupy at the moment when I look at myself in the glass at once absolutely real, connected with all the space that surrounds it, and absolutely unreal, since in order to be perceived it has to pass through this virtual point which is over there.»

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Michel Foucault, «Of Other Spaces: Utopias and Heterotopias», 

web.mit.edu/allanmc/www/foucault1.pdf

Espelhos II

Peter Paul Rubens, Woman with a Mirror (c. 1640, Staatliche Kunstsammlungen, Kassel)

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"Since as you know, you cannot see yourself

So well as by reflection, I your glass

Will modestly discover to yourself

That of yourself which you yet know not of."

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Shakespeare.

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In M. Digby Wyatt, W. R. Tymms, The History, Theory, and Practice of Illuminating, London, Day and Son, 1861, p. 22 (2.ª parte)

Soneto do Guarda-Chuva

Paul Serusier, L'averse (1893, Musée d'Orsay, Paris)

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Soneto do Guarda-Chuva

Ó meu cogumelo preto

minha bengala vestida

minha espada sem bainha

com que aos moiros arremeto

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chapéu-de-chuva, meu Anjo

que da chuva me defendes

meu aonde por as mãos

quando não sei onde pô-las

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ó minha umbela – palavra

tão cheia de sugestões

tão musical tão aberta!

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meu pára-raios de Poetas

minha bandeira da Paz,

minha Musa de varetas!”

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Sebastião da Gama (1950)

No Dia de São Francisco

Giotto di Bondone, São Francisco a pregar para as aves

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SÃO FRANCISCO

Lá vai São Francisco 

Pelo caminho 

De pé descalço 

Tão pobrezinho 

Dormindo à noite 

Junto ao moinho 

Bebendo a água 

Do ribeirinho. 

Lá vai São Francisco 

De pé no chão 

Levando nada 

No seu surrão 

Dizendo ao vento 

Bom dia, amigo 

Dizendo ao fogo 

Saúde, irmão. 

Lá vai São Francisco 

Pelo caminho 

Levando ao colo 

Jesuscristinho 

Fazendo festa 

No menininho 

Contando histórias 

Pros passarinhos.

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Vinicius de Morais (1970)

Música & Pintura

Edmund Dulac (in Myth & Moor)

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«(…) it would be as foolish to expect a man to be a good performer upon any instrument, because he had learnt the theory of music, as it would be to suppose that he must necessarily paint in harmonious colouring, because he had studied the theory of balance in combination. To the experienced eye and hand, functions become intuitive, which, to the mere theorist, however profound, are toil and weariness of spirit.»

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M. Digby Wyatt, W. R. Tymms, The History, theory, and Practice of Illuminating, London, Day and Son, 1861, 2.ª parte, pp. 9-10.