The number: 400 A mouth
The number of hair salons in my neighborhood. A neighborhood of 60,000 heads to maintain, pamper, to cool off. 400 lounges officially registered. Since there are also illegal, the informal ... And any official or not, customers Mrs Bettencourt. Tadinha!
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Bowling Birthday Cake
I remember. It was on a television screen. Black and white, in those days. It was the appearance of a mouth. An apparition. Who was better than the appearance of false angels, false virgins. But it was not a face. It was beyond. The beyond that was imprinted in my fascinated glance, my memory. An ineffable presence. Laurent Terzieff.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
How Much To Change Name On Title
Jardim Secreto
is a secret garden. The secret is not the place I already knew. Although it was slightly modified. The secret is to be there at the invitation of Flávia, to find there some knowledge, I dare say friends. The secret is mostly sit around ten o'clock at night and watch the show, and a little more than that, we offer Flávia, Ingrid and Juliano. Although Juliano is absent, his music is offered as behind the secret, that tension that goes beyond any gesture. There
dance, this dance secret, available to us. And words. Said. Sung. For us who are embedded in the secret garden in the heart of the universe, a heart floating, uncertain. But that beats. Pace. And balance. As the body of Ingrid Flávia and sliding on the fertile soil of the garden.
I do not know where we are. Even looking up, the lights around me do not learn about space and time. Let go, that's the invitation.
These moments are rare. And brief. It is a compendium of life, the best of life. Far from the worst that we may be waiting outside the garden ...
Além de todo gesto : a book, a show and a disc Ingrid Mendonca, Flávia Dalla Barnardina and Juliano Left
is a secret garden. The secret is not the place I already knew. Although it was slightly modified. The secret is to be there at the invitation of Flávia, to find there some knowledge, I dare say friends. The secret is mostly sit around ten o'clock at night and watch the show, and a little more than that, we offer Flávia, Ingrid and Juliano. Although Juliano is absent, his music is offered as behind the secret, that tension that goes beyond any gesture. There
dance, this dance secret, available to us. And words. Said. Sung. For us who are embedded in the secret garden in the heart of the universe, a heart floating, uncertain. But that beats. Pace. And balance. As the body of Ingrid Flávia and sliding on the fertile soil of the garden.
I do not know where we are. Even looking up, the lights around me do not learn about space and time. Let go, that's the invitation.
These moments are rare. And brief. It is a compendium of life, the best of life. Far from the worst that we may be waiting outside the garden ...
Além de todo gesto : a book, a show and a disc Ingrid Mendonca, Flávia Dalla Barnardina and Juliano Left
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