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 Elvenstar, anni spritzina di Asteroide B612 CHE FACCIO? Ferreting Sono sistemato [ SONO OFFLINE ] [ PROFILONE ] [ SCRIVIMI ]  STO LEGGENDO   "Nello spazio infinito" disse l’insegnante "siamo circondati da milioni di stelle, e una è la vostra. Quando la vedrete , la riconoscerete immediatamente: sarà la più calda, la più amichevole di tutte. Quando sussurrerà il vostro nome, allungate la zampa e salutatela." "Una stella tutta mia?" disse una vocina nell’oscurità. "Si tutta tua. Non dimenticherete mai questa notte. Anche tra molto tempo, quando tutto cambierà e la vita vi metterà alla prova, la vostra stella sarà sempre con voi. Sempre." - Richard Bach - HO VISTO  .... I’ve seen so much to live for... so much to die for... England London Cambridge York * Olanda Amsterdam * Utrech Rotterdam Maastricht * Haarlem * Assen Isole Frisone ** Groningen Leeuwarden Slovenia Ljubljana Germania Wacken Open Air 2001 ** Danimarca København Svezia Malmö * Kalmar Stockholm Uppsala ** Croazia Isole Kornati ** Murter ** Šibenik Krka National Park * Irlanda Dublin Swords Rush Skerries Athlone Galway * Salthhill * Lisdoonvarna "Burren" ** Cong Westport Castlebar "Connemara" *** Longford Navan Trin A Little Prince...  STO ASCOLTANDO I’m listening to the wind...  Amon Amarth (SWE) Nightwish (FIN) Poisonblack (FIN) Sentenced (FIN) Blind Guardian (GER) Apocalyptica (FIN) Typo 0 Negative (USA) Charon (FIN) Blackmore’s Night (USA) The 69 Eyes (FIN) Tarja Turunen (FIN) For My Pain (FIN) Linkin Park (USA) White Skull (ITA) Elvenking (ITA)  After Forever (NED) Alanis Morissette (CAN) Moonspell (POR) The Rasmus (FIN) HIM (FIN) To/die/for (FIN) Dark Tranquillity (SWE) Therion (GER) Negative (FIN) Tarot (FIN) Tristania (NOR) Sirenia (NOR) Placebo (UK) Rain (ITA) Ligabue (ITA) Milow (B)  The Darkness (UK) Kreator (GER) Hammerfall (GER) Edguy (GER) Falconer (SWE) Grave Flowers (SWE) Thy Majestie (ITA) Rhapsody (ITA) Arcade Fire (CAN) Metallica (USA) Red Hot Chili Peppers (USA) Green Day (USA) 30 Seconds to Mars (USA) Foo Fighters (USA) Mika (UK) The Cramberries (IRL) The Verve (UK) Radiohead (UK) Finntroll (FIN) Stratovarius (FIN) Sonata Arctica (FIN) Ké (USA)  Alice in Chains Black Label Society Black Sabbath Children Of Bodom Cult Europe Guns ‘n’ Roses Hard Core Superstar Helloween Jon Bon Jovi In Flames Iron Maiden Manowar Megadeth Motley Crue Motorhead Opeth Ozzy Pantera Skid Row Toto W.a.s.p. Whitesnake ... and many, many others...   "Time is a river that flows endlessly... And a life is a whisper, a kiss in a dream... Shadows dance behind the firelight And all the spirits of the night remind us: We are not alone Tomorrow: a sun soon rising And yesterday is there beside us And it’s never far away If you listen to the wind you can hear me again Even when I’m gone you can still hear the song High up in the trees as it moves through the leaves Listen to the wind, there’s no end to my... Love is forever a circle unbroken The seasons keep changing; it always remains Spring will melt the snows of winter And the summer gives us days of light So long till autumn makes them fade Remember the sound of laughter We ran together through the meadows Still we thought our hearts could break If you listen to the wind, you can hear me again Even when I’m gone you can still hear the song High up in the trees as it moves through the leaves Listen to the wind and I’ll send you my love Listen to the wind where the sky meets the land I’m not really gone I’ve been here all along High up in the trees in the sound of the leaves Listen to the wind there’s no end to my... Time is a river that flows to the sea And a life is a whisper, a kiss in a dream..."  ABBIGLIAMENTO del GIORNO (1).jpg) "Nuda indosso me... La mia vanità... La farsa di sentirmi perfetta e l’odio di sentirmi incompleta..."  “[…] io cerco il vuoto, il buio, il nudo! Ma le tenebre stesse sono tele Dove appaiono vivi esseri scomparsi dagli sguardi familiari E sprizzano a migliaia dai miei occhi.” (C. Baudelaire, Le Fleurs Du Mal, 1861, LXXIX – Obsession – «Ossessione»)  ORA VORREI TANTO...  "Drink the booze to depress myself...  then take the rope and express myself..."  "Free man, you’ll always love the sea — for this, That it’s a mirror, where you see your soul In its eternal waves that chafe and roll; Nor is your soul less bitter an abyss. in your reflected image there to merge, You love to dive, its eyes and limbs to match. Sometimes your heart forgets its own, to catch The rhythm of that wild and tameless dirge. The two of you are shadowy, deep, and wide. Man! None has ever plummeted your floor — Sea! None has ever known what wealth you store — Both are so jealous of the things you hide! Yet age on age is ended, or begins, While you without remorse or pity fight. So much in death and carnage you delight, Eternal wrestlers! Unrelenting twins!"   A siren from the deep came to me Sang my name my longing Still I write my songs about that dream of mine Worth everything I may ever be... STO STUDIANDO...  Gli alberi e le rocce ti insegnano cose che nessun maestro mai ti dirà!" L’ Arte di plasmare la materia con l’aiuto della natura... Del resto l’energia rende realtà tutto ciò che esiste...e la realtà è fatta della stessa materia dei sogni...  ...e...Le Scienze Naturali. Esse comprendono lo studio degli aspetti fisici della Terra e dell’Universo e delle forme di vita che si sono prodotte sul pianeta Terra, uomo incluso . Si danno lo scopo di interpretare i fenomeni osservati nell’universo attraverso il metodo scientifico , ovvero la formulazione di ipotesi sulla base dei dati raccolti in campo da cui discendono la creazione e la verifica di modelli sperimentali, escludendo qualsiasi intervento divino.    OGGI IL MIO UMORE E'...  Lone, Wild and Sweet... Poisoned and Drunk!! I don´t quite see it anymore Life kicks us in the teeth Yet something makes us crawl back for more... Blood and tears upon the altars of our lives we shed Blood and tears until the sweet release we share in death Hours like days, weeks feel like years Decades of Tears Yet somehow...  We´ll lose the things we´re fighted for Each rise is followed by a fall We´ll lose the ones we love, the ones we most adore Yet go on...We go on... What is it that we´re waiting for? Looking forward to, preparing for? Like kicks us in the teeth Yet something makes us crawl back for more...  Blood and tears upon the altars of our lives we shed Blood and tears until the sweet release we share in death Hours like days, weeks feel like years Decades of Tears Yet somehow everything seems so worthwhile... .jpg) For a moment everything seems so worthwhile For a moment...for a moment..." (Sentenced)  "Think about all the good in your life - it’s only temporary Think about all the positive sides in life - they never last forever So drink to forget and drown all your sorrow Bury your dreams choose mind refinery...         All the tears and the fears and the lies and the cries and the... ... nepenthe... All the tears and the fears and the lies and the cries and the... ... forget... All the love and the hate and the hate for you - my love when the light of the chosen has died it is time to do something right, for once, goddamned!"   Me and my little Newton... Long time ago...        Federazione Italiana Musher e Sleddog Sport                PETRARCA RUGBY        TORELLI SUDATI      Todd Clever      My dreams are wet! I’m a surfer!!             ORA VORREI TANTO... ORA VORREI TANTO... ORA VORREI TANTO... PARANOIE Nessuna scelta effettuata MERAVIGLIE Nessuna scelta effettuata |
 "Era solo una favola...". Sorridi di te. Ma nel profondo non sorridi affatto. Sai bene che le favole sono l’unica verità della vita». - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry - 
domenica 5 aprile 2009 - ore 12:19 Higher Than Hope  Again the sky has fallen down on me Once more a world has crumbled down and over me... For as long as I remember life has been hard I guess they have "misery" written somewhere in my stars For I have mourned for so damn long that I’ve forgotten what it was for... Everything has gone so wrong that I really couldn’t think of anything more... It’s the same old thing as yesterday There’s a black hat caught in a high tree top There’s a flag-pole rag and the wind won’t stop I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running ’round my brain I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign But it’s my destiny to be the king of pain There’s a fossil that’s trapped in a high cliff wall That’s my soul up there There’s a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall That’s my soul up there There’s a blue whale beached by a springtime’s ebb That’s my soul up there There’s a butterfly trapped in a spider’s web  I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running ’round my brain I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign But it’s my destiny to be the king of pain There’s a king on a throne with his eyes torn out There’s a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt There’s a rich man sleeping on a golden bed There’s a skeleton choking on a crust of bread There’s a red fox torn by a huntsman’s pack There’s a black-winged gull with a broken back There’s a little black spot on the sun today It’s the same old thing as yesterday I have stood here before inside the pouring rain With the world turning circles running ’round my brain I guess I’m always hoping that you’ll end this reign But it’s my destiny to be the king of pain Queen of pain I’ll always be queen of pain I’ll always be queen of pain..."  I lost my shadow... Yet I know the worst is still to come My shallow heart’s the only thing that’s beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me ’Til then I walk alone" - PERMALINK martedì 31 marzo 2009 - ore 02:51 Déjà Vu Once I had a dream And this is it...      One night the clock struck twelve The window open wide Once there was a child`s heart The age I learned to fly And took a step outside Once I knew all the tales It`s time to turn back time Follow the pale moonlight Once I wished for this night Faith brought me here It`s time to cut the rope and fly... For one moment of love I wish I had your angel tonight Deep into a dying day I took a step outside an innocent heart Prepare to hate me fall when I may This night will hurt you like never before Old loves they die hard Old lies they die harder I wish I had an angel For one moment of love I wish I had your angel Your Virgin Mary undone I`m in love with my lust Burning angelwings to dust I wish I had your angel tonight I`m going down so frail `n cruel Drunken disguise changes all the rules Old loves... I Wish... Greatest thrill Not to kill But to have the prize of the night Hypocrite Wannabe friend 13th disciple who betrayed me for nothing! Last dance, first kiss Your touch my bliss Beauty always comes with dark thoughts I wish..."                         Far across the sea All the burdens gone Open the chest once more Dark chest of wonders Seen through the eyes Of the one with pure heart Once so long ago... The one in the Big Blue is what the world stole from me This night will bring him back to me Fly to a dream... - PERMALINK domenica 22 marzo 2009 - ore 20:00 This is the life  if that star would fall I would see nothing at all, and if that star would fall I would feel nothing at all, if that star would fall I woul be... nothing at all." The cold dark street tonight And the people they were dancing to the music vibe And the boys chase the girls with the curls in their hair While the shy tormented youth sit way over there And the songs they get louder Each one better than before And you’re singing the songs Thinking this is the life And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go? Where you gonna sleep tonight? And you’re singing the songs Thinking this is the life And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go? Where you gonna sleep tonight? Where you gonna sleep tonight? So you’re heading down the road in your taxi for four And you’re waiting outside Jimmy’s front door But nobody’s in and nobody’s home ’til four So you’re sitting there with nothing to do Talking about Robert Riger and his motley crew And where you’re gonna go and where you’re gonna sleep tonight And you’re singing the songs Thinking this is the life And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go? Where you gonna sleep tonight? Where you gonna sleep tonight?..."                  Thinking this is the life And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go? Where you gonna sleep tonight? And you’re singing the songs Thinking this is the life And you wake up in the morning and your head feels twice the size Where you gonna go? Where you gonna go? Where you gonna sleep tonight?"  - PERMALINK sabato 21 marzo 2009 - ore 23:30 Stardust Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere Their tears are filling up their glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow No tomorrow, no tomorrow And I find it kinda funny I find it kinda sad The dreams in which I’m dying Are the best I’ve ever had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take When people run in circles It’s a very, very mad world mad world  Children waiting for the day they feel good Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday Made to feel the way that every child should Sit and listen, sit and listen Went to school and I was very nervous No one knew me, no one knew me Hello teacher tell me what’s my lesson Look right through me, look right through me And I find it kinda funny I find it kinda sad The dreams in which I’m dying Are the best I’ve ever had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take When people run in circles It’s a very, very mad world ... world Enlarge your world Mad world..."  I only had a wish for this day... Just one... - PERMALINK martedì 10 marzo 2009 - ore 00:00 Nigthangel  In my darkest hour I breathe out the name and sigh. I’m for him to devour to rape with whips of shame... and I sigh. The state I ache to be in, the state I crave for. Settled on new terrain Unsure, unkind, insane It’s faint and shaken   Day one, day one Start over again Step one, step one I’m barely making sense For now I’m faking it ‘Til I’m psuedo-making it From scratch, begin again But this time I as I And not as we Gun-shy and shivering Tear it without a hand Feign brave but still intent Little and hardly here...  .jpg) Eyes wet toward wide open fright, If God is taking bias, I pray he wants to lose... Day one, day one Start over again Step one, step one I’m barely making sense For now I’m faking it ‘Til I’m psuedo-making it From scratch, begin again But this time I as I And not as we..."   The bringer of the night reveals the blessing disguised... with one touch. A shepherd for him blind, a light into these eyes... with one touch. The state I ache to be in, the state I crave for. So, can you see I believe by the blood that I seepthat it’s worth all the hurt and the tears that I desperately weep. Can you see I believe and no longer grieve and it’s worth all the hurt and the fears that I desperately keep.  - PERMALINK venerdì 6 marzo 2009 - ore 20:00 Blood and tears What is it that we’re struggling for? I don’t quite see it anymore Life kicks us in the teeth Yet something makes us crawl back for more...   Hours like days, weeks feel like years Decades of Tears Yet somehow everything seems so worthwhile For a moment... Laugh it all off in your face What would you do? What if I fell to the floor Couldn’t take all this anymore What would you do, do, do? Come, break me down Bury me, bury me I am finished with you What if I wanted to fight Beg for the rest of my life What would you do? You say you wanted more What are you waiting for I’m not running from you Come, break me down Bury me, bury me I am finished with you Look in my eyes You’re killing me, killing me All I wanted was you   I tried to be someone else But nothing seemed to change I know now, this is who I really am inside Finally found myself Fighting for a chance I know now, this is who I really am Come, break me down Bury me, bury me I am finished with you, you, you Look in my eyes You’re killing me, killing me All I wanted was you Come, break me down Break me down Break me down... What if I wanted to break...? What if I, what if I, what if I ..."   It’s so easy to make me play your game So goddamn easy to make me scream your name No remorse, no repent Still to me you’re heaven-sent You don’t need a reason to brake me Just keep my mouth wide open and drain you, my darling You don’t need to care if I want you You don’t need to care if I need you Just spread my pink wide smile and drain you, my darling... Drain you, my darling... - PERMALINK sabato 28 febbraio 2009 - ore 00:13 Never enough Today I wish I’d have a gun...  A gun in hand Ready to shoot down a promise again Tempting lips, burnt fingertips Ready to tell another lie once again... Once again... ... Oh yes I wish I’d have a gun... these wounds they will not heal Fear is how I feel confusing what is real There’s something inside me that pulls beneath the surface consuming/confusing This lack of self-control I fear is never ending controlling/I can’t seem  To find myself again my walls are closing in ... without a sense of confidence and I’m convinced that there’s just too much pressure to take... I’ve felt this way before so insecure Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me distracting/reacting Against my will I stand beside my own reflection it’s haunting how I can’t seem..." Somebody please give me a gun... as it’s bleeding... Why can’t you belive you can’t be loved... Somebody please give me a Somebody please give me a gun!! and no longer feel dead inside... No longer... - PERMALINK venerdì 20 febbraio 2009 - ore 20:03 Life’s but...  as to be sentenced to death For surely they are better off than those who are sentenced to life And yet... None are more free than who in their lifetime rather than thereafter have found themself from a sentence to life delivered For these are the few that live to be granted redemption." - Sebastiaan F.W. Nijhof - To reach the end, yours or mine? Each funeral just makes us realize that life’s but a series of goodbyes Hear these words I say: - Make the most out of your day For brief is the time, so brief is the time On this momentary trail ...too late... Hear these words I say: - Make the most out of your day For brief is the time, so brief is the time On this momentary trail Hear these words I say: - Make the most out of your day For brief is the time, so brief is the time that we’re allowed to stay Life passes by, melts away like snow in the spring We all are blind to the running of time..." (music: Tenkula & Sentenced, words: Lopakka) .jpg) Alone in pain and agony Lay depressed and hollow One thought in your mind -No Tomorrow And then you had made up your mind and thought it was your time You left this world without shedding a tear without hope, without fear..." (music: Tenkula & Sentenced, words: Lopakka)  Il chitarrista Miika Tenkula, in forze ai Sentenced fino al loro scioglimento nel 2005, è stato trovato morto in casa sua ieri, Giovedì 19 Febbraio. Non sono state ancora svelate le cause della morte, anche se una fonte, purtroppo, punto verso l’abuso di alcool tipico dei finlandesi. Come recita il suo profilo Wikipedia, Miika è stato un factotum nei Sentenced: Miika Tenkula (Muhos, 1974 – Muhos, 19 febbraio 2009) è stato un chitarrista finlandese, è stato la prima chitarra e il principale autore delle canzoni della band finlandese Sentenced. È stato anche il primo cantante dal 1989 al tardo 1992 e bassista nel 1996. La scena metal finlandese, e mondiale, piange un gran musicista. but so many ways to leave." - Sami Lopakka - ...a series of goodbyes - PERMALINK lunedì 26 gennaio 2009 - ore 21:42 Sobria Or the girl who never wants to be alone I don’t wanna be that call at 4 o’clock in the morning ‘Cos I’m the only one you know in the world that won’t be home Aah the sun is blinding I stayed up again Oh, I am finding That’s not the way I want my story to end  I’m safe Up high Nothing can touch me But why do I feel this party’s over? No pain Inside You’re like protection How do I feel this good sober? I don’t wanna be the girl who has to fill the silence Cryin’ scares me cause it screams the truth Please don’t tell me that we had that conversation I won’t remember, save your breath, ‘cos what’s the use? Aah, the night/dawn is calling? And it whispers to me softly come to/and play Aah, I am falling And If I let myself go I’m the only one to blame  I’m safe Up high Nothing can touch me But why do I feel this party’s over? No pain Inside You’re like perfection How do I feel this good sober? I’m coming down, coming down, coming down Spinning ’round, spinning ’round, spinning ’round Looking for myself sober When it’s good, then it’s good, it’s so good till it goes bad Till you’re trying to find the you that you once had I have heard myself cry, never again Broken down in agony just tryng find a fit Ooo Oooo  I’m safe Up high Nothing can touch me But why do I feel this party’s over? No pain Inside You’re like perfection How do I feel this good sober Ooo Ooo No Pain Inside Nothing can touch me But why do I feel this party’s over? No pain Inside You’re like perfection How do I feel this good sober?  Will I ever feel this good sober? Tell me, No no no no no pain How do i feel this good sober?" - PERMALINK giovedì 1 gennaio 2009 - ore 22:03 Happy fucking New Year!! Lithium, don’t want to forget how it feels without… Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow. Oh, but God, I want to let it go. Come to bed, don’t make me sleep alone. Couldn’t hide the emptiness, you let it show. Never wanted it to be so cold. Just didn’t drink enough to say you love me. I can’t hold on to me, Wonder what’s wrong with me. Lithium, don’t want to lock me up inside. Lithium, don’t want to forget how it feels without… Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow. Don’t want to let it lay me down this time. Drown my will to fly. Here in the darkness I know myself. Can’t break free until I let it go. Let me go. Darling, I forgive you after all. Anything is better than to be alone. And in the end I guess I had to fall. Always find my place among the ashes. I can’t hold on to me, Wonder what’s wrong with me. Lithium, don’t want to lock me up inside. Lithium, don’t want to forget how it feels without… Lithium, …stay in love with my sorrow. I’m gonna let it go..."  .jpg)             I am dead but I’m alive!38 ore no-stop..e sempre la stessa domanda.."Where is my Havanacola?" - PERMALINK > > > MESSAGGI PRECEDENTI |
BLOG che SEGUO: ![](/blog/blog.asp?bloggone=<img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/lepetitprince_planet.jpg" border=0> <br><i><font size="2"><b><br> "Can miles truly separate us from friends? If you want to be with someone you love) "Can miles truly separate us from friends? If you want to be with someone you love aren’t you already there?" - Richard Bach - ![](/blog/blog.asp?bloggone=<img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/dark_butterfly(1).jpg" border=0>) Nepenthe Queen Anachron Nerafalena Axxess Samael ![](/blog/blog.asp?bloggone=<img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/torelli sudati.jpg" border=0>) Vitto Drauen Krim Ombretta86 Odum Matan Psychowar motopsycho Nordico Di0 Vel Mina777 legolas84 Vampire Dragonfly Legionario Chanel Telete -V- N1ghtm4r3 Roth Darkonigl GreatFang SonOfOdin ![](/blog/blog.asp?bloggone=<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><i><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/STARS_botton.jpg" border=0><br><br><b>"Il miglior amico di un uomo è il suo cane."</b><br>- Lord Byron -<br><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/dana_n.jpg" border=0><br><br><b>"Aveva dato un nuovo significato al termine adorazione. Dovunque andassi) "Il miglior amico di un uomo è il suo cane." - Lord Byron - "Aveva dato un nuovo significato al termine adorazione. Dovunque andassi voleva venire con me. Continuava a guardarmi e mentre ricambiavo il suo sguardo tutto il suo corposcodinzolava felice." - Susan Race - ![](/blog/blog.asp?bloggone=tutto il suo corposcodinzolava felice."</b><br>- Susan Race -<br><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/sami_n.jpg" border=0><br><br><b>"Si è fatto strada nella parte più profonda del mio cuore) "Si è fatto strada nella parte più profonda del mio cuore quella che racchiude il vero amore e il dolore reale." - Caroline Knapp - ![](/blog/blog.asp?bloggone=quella che racchiude il vero amore e il dolore reale."</b><br>- Caroline Knapp -<br><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/maya_n.jpg" border=0><br><br><b>"Un incontro magico... <br>Così accade tra uomini e cani. Tanti cuccioli che abbaiano forte) "Un incontro magico... Così accade tra uomini e cani. Tanti cuccioli che abbaiano forte e uno soltanto che riconosceresti tra un milione splendente come una stella: il tuo." - Pam Brown - ![](/blog/blog.asp?bloggone=splendente come una stella: il tuo."</b><br>- Pam Brown -<br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/love_my_dog_compgif.gif" border=0><br><br><b>Non riuscirei ad immaginare la mia vita senza un cane!!</b><br><br><br><br><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/ilovemyferret.jpg" border=0><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/furettomania.jpg" border=0><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/DSC_0279.JPG" border=0><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/DSC_0307.JPG" border=0><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/DSC_0968.JPG" border=0><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/8(3).jpg" border=0><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/9(3).jpg" border=0><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/DSC_0330.JPG" border=0><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/STARS_botton.jpg" border=0><br><br> <font size="3"> <i> <b> <center>SISTERIZED!!!</center> </b> </i> </font> <br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/damiano.jpg" border=0><br> <i> <b>Damiano </b> </i> <br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/milow.jpg" border=0><br><i> <b>Milow </b> </i> <br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/fernando_ribeiro.jpg" border=0><br> <i> <b>Fernando Ribeiro</b> from Moonspell</i> <br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/fear_my_thoughts_1.jpg" border=0><br> <i> <b>Fear my thoughts </b> </i> <br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/fear_my_thoughts_2.jpg" border=0><br> <i> <b>Fear my thoughts </b> </i><br> <br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/marco_sneck.jpg" border=0><br> <i><b>Marco</b> from Poisonblack</i> <br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/ville.jpg" border=0><br> <i> <b>Ville Laihiala</b> from Sentenced and Poisonblack </i> <br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/tony_mad.jpg" border=0><br> <i> <b>Tony</b>from WhiteSkull </i> <br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/mikael_kenta.jpg" border=0><br> <i> <b>Mikael Kenta </b> </i> <br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/marco.jpg" border=0><br> <i> <b>Marco</b> from Nightwish and Tarot </i> <br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/steve_2005.jpg" border=0><br> <i> <b>Steve</b> from WhiteSkull </i> <br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/tony_mad_2005.jpg" border=0><br> <i> <b>Tony </b> </i> <br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/STARS_botton.jpg" border=0><br><br> <b> <i> - At the heart of the image - </i> </b> <br><br> <img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/e_nikon_1.jpg" border=0><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/e_nikon_2.jpg" border=0><br><br><br> <b> <i> “Non esiste la fotografia artistica. Nella fotografia esistono) Non riuscirei ad immaginare la mia vita senza un cane!! Damiano Milow Fernando Ribeiro from Moonspell Fear my thoughts Fear my thoughts Marco from Poisonblack Ville Laihiala from Sentenced and Poisonblack Tonyfrom WhiteSkull Mikael Kenta Marco from Nightwish and Tarot Steve from WhiteSkull Tony - At the heart of the image - “Non esiste la fotografia artistica. Nella fotografia esistono come in tutte le cose delle persone che sanno vedere e altre che non sanno nemmeno guardare.” Se sia arte o meno su cosa sia e dove vada la fotografia si son spese migliaia di parole. “Arte” è uno dei vocaboli più abusati della lingua italiana. Nel periodo ellenistico le arti erano divise in due categorie: comuni e liberali. Le prime richiedevano uno sforzo fisico le seconde uno sforzo intellettuale. Nel Rinascimento avvenne la distinzione fra artigiani scienziati e artisti e il concetto di arte assunse un nuovo significato. Nella prima metà del ‘700 nacque il termine “estetica”: Baumgarten lo impiegò per la prima volta nella sua tesi di laurea e quasi contemporaneamente Batteux definì nel suo libro “Le belle arti ridotte ad un unico principio” sette branchie dell’arte cioé pittura scultura musica danza poesia eloquenza e architettura. Dalla fine del XVIII secolo cominciò la crisi dell’arte: nacquero la fotografia l’architettura industriale l’oggettistica e si cominciò ad estendere il concetto di arte a tutte le forme d’espressione. Nel 1917 Duchamp propose come opera d’arte un orinatoio rovesciato e nel 1961 Manzoni si mise a vendere a peso d’oro la merda d’artista novanta scatolette numerate contenenti i suoi escrementi!! Oggi è arte l’aspettativa dell’arte: citando Duchamp se un orinatoio è posto in una toilette è un orinatoio se in una galleria d’arte è arte. ![](/blog/blog.asp?bloggone=se in una galleria d’arte è arte. <br><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/e_nikon_4.jpg" border=0><br><br><br> <i> <b>“La realtà non esiste se non per come noi la percepiamo) “La realtà non esiste se non per come noi la percepiamo intendiamo o rappresentiamo.” Che la fotografia sia arte o meno credo sia personale… un concetto talmente aperto così vario condizionato da critici e dal mercato… Forse alcuni fotografi sono artisti altri no. Fotografia è fotografia un linguaggio come la pittura la scultura o altre forme espressive possono esserlo. Essa però necessita della realtà. Nel senso tecnico è la realtà che impressiona con la sua luce riflessa la pellicola o il sensore digitale ma la fotografia è un linguaggio. Il fatto fotografato rispecchia anche il punto di vista del fotografo l’immagine racconta ciò che ritrae ma anche colui che la esegue. La fotografia è dunque una delle possibili interpretazioni della realtà. ![](/blog/blog.asp?bloggone=l’immagine racconta ciò che ritrae ma anche colui che la esegue. La fotografia è dunque una delle possibili interpretazioni della realtà. <br><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/e_nikon_3.jpg" border=0><br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/e_nikon_5.jpg" border=0><br><br><br> <i> <b>“E’ arte la fotografia? Chi lo sa? Chi se ne importa? Mi piace!” </b> </i> <br><br>Le scelte del fotografo… la composizione) “E’ arte la fotografia? Chi lo sa? Chi se ne importa? Mi piace!” Le scelte del fotografo… la composizione la luce l’inquadratura la grammatica dell’immagine… danno ad uno scatto la connotazione. Se sia arte realtà o cos’altro forse non è chiaro ma questo mezzo di comunicazione è davvero alla portata di tutti… basta fare click per essere artisti? Sicuramente non basta fare click per essere fotografi!! ![](/blog/blog.asp?bloggone=ma questo mezzo di comunicazione è davvero alla portata di tutti… basta fare click per essere artisti? Sicuramente non basta fare click per essere fotografi!! <br><br><img src="/gallery/blogs/immagini/35939/e_nikon.jpg" border=0>) BOOKMARKS Nessun link inserito: Invita l'utente a segnalare i suoi siti preferiti! UTENTI ONLINE: |
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