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links and ideas

december gloom

i’m glad the month is coming to an end. december somehow lost its aura of enchantment and magic. maybe it’s the looking forward towards the end of january, maybe it’s the looking forward to shanghai, a bit of all i guess. it seems that life is so focused on the future that right now, no events are particularly meaningful, we’re just killing time.

still, a couple of things that caught my attention, these last few days:

* scarlett johansson sings summertime. i love this song, and its successive versions and covers, and plus she’s not at all bad at it.
* the holiday party excuse generator: a cute snowman guides you through the process of chosing what type of excuse you’d like (they have it for all tastes and kinds of party) to avoid that special event you’re so (not) looking forward to.
* i tryied yorkshire pudding for the first time yesterday. apparently, it’s a british classic, but i had never heard of it before. and i must learn how to do it, that was delicious.

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links and ideas

yellow alert

since “the season to be jolly” hasn’t been the best of the year, here’s a couple of highlights from the feeds, to break the silence a bit:

* make your own mitten warmers: diy instructions to your rice/lentils cozy warmers. they say the heat should stay up to one hour, which would be perfect for my frozen toes. (via lifehacker)
* books by the greats, covers by you: if you pick your books by the cover, maybe you can consider making your own. i think penguin already has some of the best covers around, but it’s a nice idea.

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links and ideas photography postcards postcrossing

47th

today i got home and i had this surprise in my mailbox: a postcard from norway, picturing 6 portraits of young woody allen in new york (1967).
can you imagine the size of my smile?

this is exactly what i was trying to explain.

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just life photography

sometimes…

me as a kid

… don’t you wish you could go back at being the little well-combed kid you used to be?

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in portugal

há palavras que ficam, muito para além do azul.

Ao longo da muralha que habitamos
Há palavras de vida há palavras de morte
Há palavras imensas, que esperam por nós
E outras frágeis, que deixaram de esperar
Há palavras acesas como barcos
E há palavras homens, palavras que guardam
O seu segredo e a sua posição

Entre nós e as palavras, surdamente,

As mãos e as paredes de Elsinore

E há palavras e nocturnas palavras gemidos
Palavras que nos sobem ilegíveis à boca
Palavras diamantes palavras nunca escritas
Palavras impossíveis de escrever
Por não termos connosco cordas de violinos
Nem todo o sangue do mundo nem todo o amplexo do ar
E os braços dos amantes escrevem muito alto
Muito além do azul onde oxidados morrem
Palavras maternais só sombra só soluço
Só espasmos só amor só solidão desfeita

Entre nós e as palavras, os emparedados
E entre nós e as palavras, o nosso dever falar.

Mário Cesariny (9 de Agosto de 1923 – 26 de Novembro de 2006)
(in english)