Roger Waters - Three Wishes

Chris Martin - Have yourself a Merry little Christmas HQ (2009)

John Lennon Happy Xmas (war is over)

BLUE BLACK WHITE

BLUE BLACK WHITE

KINO - Zvezda Po Imeni Solntse / A Star Called Sun

Norah Jones - Come Away With Me

Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song

Come away with me on a bus
Come away where they cant tempt us
With their lies

I want to walk with you
On a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows
knee-high
So wont you try to come

Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountaintop
Come away with me
And i'll never stop loving you

And I want to wake up with the rain
Falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you
To come away with me in the night
Come away with me







Vieni Via Con Me





Vieni via con me nella notte
Vieni via con me
E ti scriverò una canzone

Vieni via con me in bus
Vieni via dove non potranno tentarci
Con le loro bugie

Voglio passeggiare con te
In un giorno nuvoloso
Per campi dove cresce erba gialla
Alta fino alle ginocchia
Perciò, non vorresti provare a venire?

Vieni via con me e ci baceremo
Sulla cima di una montagna
Vieni via con me
E non smetterò mai di amarti

E voglio svegliarmi con la pioggia
Che cade e si raccoglie sul tetto
Mentre io sono al sicuro tra le tue braccia
Perciò tutto quello che ti chiedo è
Di venire via con me nella notte
Vieni via con me

The Veils - Wires To Flying Birds

They're forming in circles from over my head
Calling in silence
I can only fall apart

They're falling in pieces from over my head
Calling in silence
I can only fall apart

They bind me in violet with my love in my head
My heart now an island
I can only fall apart

And I feel their wings go
And I feel their wings go

Ké - Strange World

The Streets - Everything Is Borrowed

This is my hour, I'm never going to bed.
The sky is still black, but begs to be red.
I just put my book down, but it begs to be read
I'm not nod, I'm not napper, never rest my head.
Some days I feel I'm getting smaller and smaller,
But some nights, I seem to grow taller and taller.
And we keep shrinkin' and shrinkin' but this will not finish.
You're never nothing, if you didn't disappear.
Just when I discovered the meaning of life, they change it.
Just when I'm loving life, it seems to start raining.
I pulled the sail safe switch, sea sail and I'm into the stars.
I love the rain out my skies. The sky's now red, my eyes reflect jets.
Smiling at this blessing, this life is the best.

I came to this world with nothing
And I leave with nothing but love
Everything else is just borrowed

I want to notice chances I've passed without notice
I want to see details previously veiled.
I want to grab that chance, carry it home
So I can marry and know
That I noticed every chance
That I could have passed without notice
I saw details that to all were veiled.
And I grabbed those chances, carried them home
And then I'll have had it with roaming

I came to this world with nothing
And I leave with nothing but love
Everything else is just borrowed

I want to speak every cliche but tweak if I've seen change
In new way it could be said.

If it's bleak, or if the week's leaking down the street
Or if any days wasted I want to face facts.
My time on this earth is my only penny,
Wise is the gent counting every moment spent.
I don't want to explain things, don't wanna fill in the gaps,
I want to look at my friends and in that minute be at[? ].

Memories are times we borrow
For spending tomorrow.
Memories are times we borrow
For spending tomorrow.

I came to this world with nothing
And I leave with nothing but love
Everything else is just borrowed

If spit like luck, you can only seem,
To borrow it, you can't keep it.
When the wind of change whistles into play
Will I blink or flinch away?
The wind of change won't whistle me away
If I spin my tails and sail.
And sail away, let yesterday become today.

I came to this world with nothing
And I leave with nothing but love
Everything else is just borrowed

As time will say, nothing but
I told you so

Memories are times we borrow
For spending tomorrow.

Artists Wanted

Artists Wanted

Batsceba Hardy Berlin - Milano, Italy Biography: Batsceba Hardy is an artist belonging to “the Unreal.” She lives in the Web. She writes stories in images and tells images in words. She doesn’t appear in front of the public because she is already present in what she does. Currently residing in Berlin, she could live anywhere. She likes leaving traces, in the bars where she finds inspiration. FERRARA GALLERIA LA CARMELINA MARCH 6/31 2010 STORYBODY: Concept: Photos as fractions of thinking Hyperrealism of the Body Montage: Photograms of the body in movement cut to be reassembled in order to create an estranged vision. The author works with the program Comic Life, creating empty paper page on which to paste and assemble the photograms previously extrapolated, exactly as it used to be done in the analogue studio. A real use of the virtual. Colour: The colour is obtained exclusively with colour Subtraction, in the grey-scale with the insertion of some plastic and emotive tonalities to enhance the layers and the senses. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vuDjy0hgCJs Website: batsceba.deviantart.com/

Waiting for update Come se Dukka Migraine In My Intricate Image Berlin Sunrise Air Painting Melancholy Alma Portrait Achille Three Charlie Point A portrait of him With open arms It's only love Untitled

Ryuichi Sakamoto - Solitude

La ruggine nel sangue - booktrailer

nelle grandi librerie, tipo Feltrinelli e Mondadori, lo troverete fra i libri per i BAMBINI. ma non lo è!!!!
è un libro per persone intelligenti, giovani e vecchi. gli editori italiani inseguono la letteratura anglosassone per Young Adults ma i venditori si ostinano a mettere questi libri fra quelli per i 9/14 anni. assurdo. un libro come questo rischia di non essere visto e perdere dei possibili lettori. cercatelo, compratelo e leggetelo.
diffondere prego ;)

Nick Drake - Saturday Sun

Saturday sun came early one morning
In a sky so clear and blue
Saturday sun came without warning
So no-one knew what to do.
Saturday sun brought people and faces
That didn't seem much in their day
But when I remember those people and places
They were rarely too good in their way.
In their way
In their way
Saturday sun won't come and see me today.

Think about stories with reason and rhyme
Circling through your brain.
And think about people in their season and time
Returning again and again
And again
And again
And Saturday's sun has turned to Sunday's rain.

So Sunday sat in the Saturday sun
And wept for a day gone by.

“Introducing The MV Rachel Corrie”

“Introducing The MV Rachel Corrie”

il video della notte: The Verve - On Your Own

Tell me what you see
Was it a dream? Was I in it?
Life seemed so obscene until it's over
Who knows?

All I want is someone who can fill the hole
In the life I know
In between life and death when there's nothing left
Do you wanna know?


You come in on your own
And you leave on your own
Forget the lovers you've know
And your friends on your own


Tell me if it's true
That I need you, you are changing
I've seen this road before down on the floor
It is hurting me


All I want is someone who can fill the hole in the life I know
In between life and death when there's nothing left
Do you want to know?


You come in on your own
And you leave on your own
Forget the lovers you've know
And your friends on your own


Lies I've got to get rid of this whole inside

FERRARA GALLERIA LA CARMELINA MARCH 14 2010 - 5 pm

FERRARA GALLERIA LA CARMELINA MARCH 14 2010 - 5 pm

StoryBody & IKONOGRAPHIE DER KONTINGENZ teil 1. : Frakturen


STORYBODY (Batsceba Hardy)
Concept:
Photos as fractions of thinking
Hyperrealism of the Body

Montage:
Photograms of the body in movement cut to be reassembled
in order to create an estranged vision.
The author works with the program Comic Life, creating empty paper
page on which to paste and assemble the photograms previously
extrapolated, exactly as it used to be done in the analogue studio.
A real use of the virtual.

Colour:
The colour is obtained exclusively with colour Subtraction, in the
grey-scale with the insertion of some plastic and emotive tonalities
to enhance the layers and the senses.

Pensiero:
fotografie come frazioni di pensiero
iperrealismo del corpo

Montaggio:
fotogrammi del corpo in movimento
tagliati per essere rimontati
in modo da creare una visione altra
l'autrice usa il programma (Comic life)
come foglio di carta su cui incollare e assemblare
come si faceva una volta
un uso "reale" del "virtuale"

Colore:
l'autrice procede per sottrazione di colore nella scala di grigio
con inserzioni di alcune tonalità emotive e plastiche
per dare rilievo ai piani e ai sensi

© DEATH V by Batsceba Hardy

I know the place.

I know the place.
It is true.
Everything we do
Corrects the space
Between death and me
And you.
Harold Pinter

IKONOGRAPHIE DER KONTINGENZ teil 1. : Frakturen (Alma H. & Batsceba)

Concept
this project belongs to a series of studies of the body its
disorders and vulnerability, and the way the body is experienced,
sanctified and betrayed.
this specific study mise-en-scène - focuses on a multiple path of
dislocation, operating through fragments of intimacy and intrusion.

Thesis:
fracture
disruption
plasticity
intimacy

This project is a recherche - as to defining perspectives -
through the use of different approaches to the body: photographic, plastic
and aural.
the movement is fragemented in:
photos/photograms (movement impressed / forgotten )
sculpture (movement fixed / remembered

music: interior + fraktur by Martha Agostini

concetto
questo progetto appartiene ad una serie di studi sul corpo –
i disordini e le vulnerabilità,
e il modo in cui il corpo viene esperito, santificato e tradito.
questo “studio” – mise-en-scène – si focalizza su un percorso multiplo di dislocazione,
operando attraverso frammenti di intimità e intrusione.

argomenti:
frattura
lacerazione
plasticità
pudore

il movimento è “frammentato” in:
foto/fotogrammi (movimento impresso / memoria negativa)
scultura (movimento catturato / memoria positiva)
suono (movimento fluido / memoria percettiva)

© schizoid personality by Batsceba Hardy

Alma, martha angharad agostini,

nata a milano nel marzo del 1981.
ha giocato e scritto.
maturità classica, è partita per l’inghilterra per approfondire
lo studio della musica.
in una nebbiosa città portuale sulla costa meridionale dell’inghilterra
consegue bachelor e master. composizione sotto la guida di michael finnissy.
tesi sull’espressione musicale dei sámi.
dal 2006 vive il suo esilio a berlino, come scrittrice, musicista e performer.

le sue ultime ricerche musicali usano il clavicembalo e il pianoforte, con preparazione.

BATSCEBA HARDY è un'artista dell'irreltà,
e vive nella rete.
scrive per immagini storie e racconta immagini con le parole.
non si mostra in pubblico perché è già visibile in quello che fa.
momentaneamente risiede a Berlino,
ma potrebbe trovarsi in qualsiasi luogo.
ama lasciare traccia di sé, nei bar in cui trova ispirazione.

© IKONOGRAPHIE DER KONTINGENZ by Alma

© Bachmannweg by Alma
photo Batsceba Hardy

Antony and the Johnsons-You Are My Sister

You are my sister, we were born
So innocent, so full of need
There were times we were friends but times I was so cruel
Each night I'd ask for you to watch me as I sleep
I was so afraid of the night... See More
You seemed to move through the places that I feared
You lived inside my world so softly
Protected only by the kindness of your nature
You are my sister
And I love you
May all of your dreams come true
We felt so differently then
So similar over the years
The way we laugh the way we experience pain
So many memories
But theres nothing left to gain from remembering
Faces and worlds that no one else will ever know
You are my sister
And I love you
May all of your dreams come true
I want this for you
They're gonna come true (gonna come true)

Pearl Jam-Yellow Ledbetter-Real Lyrics

Heavy Times (Part 1) by September 29th

Toni Childs in Dreamer

Can't stop, stop the hurting
Can't stop, stop the breathing
Can't stop, stop these tears for you my dear
Don't know why it's so bad
This life's been so bad
I'm glad i finally found you here

You're the voice of a dream i had
You're the voice and i'm so glad
You're the weight of a dream of a life come true
There's no denying
I sometimes run and chase the moon
I just can
I sometimes run and chase the views
And dream of you

My heart locked in absence
My heart locked and fearful
I see no-one can be here today
My thoughts locked in thinking
My thoughts not believing
I see no-one can be here with me

You're the light of a dream i had
You're the voice and i'm so glad
You're the weight of a dream of a life come true
There's no denying

I sometimes run and chase the moon
And think of you
I sometimes run and chase the views
And not of you
I sometimes run and chase the moon
But i'm just dreaming
I sometimes run and chase the views
But i'm still dreaming
Dreaming
I'm dreaming
I'm dreaming of you, dear

Lucinda Williams - World Without Tears (live)

If we lived in a world without tears
How would bruises find
The face to lie upon
How would scars find skin
To etch themselves into
How would broken find the bones

If we lived in a world without tears
How would heartbeats
Know when to stop
How would blood know
Which body to flow outside of
How would bullets find the guns

If we lived in a world without tears
How would misery know
Which back door to walk through
How would trouble know
Which mind to live inside of
How would sorrow find a home

If we lived in a world without tears
How would bruises find
The face to lie upon
How would scars find skin
To etch themselves into
How would broken find the bones

If we lived in a world without tears
How would bruises find
The face to lie upon
How would scars find skin
To etch themselves into
How would broken find the bones

How would broken find the bones
How would broken find the bones

I am sad

memory

I am sad

memoria

David Gray - Flame Turns Blue

I went looking for someone I left behind
Yeah, but no-one, just a stranger did I find
I never noticed, hadn't seen it as it grew
The void between us where the flame turns blue [voice]

Different places, well they all look much the same [yeah but]
Dreams of faces in the streets devoured by names
I'm in collision with every stone I ever threw
And blind ambition where the flame turns blue

Words dismantled, hey and all the books unbound
Conversations, though we utter not a sound
I heard a rumor, I don't know if it's true
That you'd meet me when the flame turns blue [where]

So I venture underneath the leaden sky
See the freight train with its one fierce eye
And then I listen as it tears the night in two [into]
With a whistle and the flame turns blue

In the morning I will sing
In the morning I will sing

Through the lemon trees the diamonds of light
Break in splinters on the pages where I write
That if I lost you, I don't know what I'd do
Burn forever where the flame turns blue
Yeah if I lost you, I don't know what I'd do
Burn forever where the flame turns blue

In the morning I will sing
In the morning I will sing
In the morning I will sing
In the morning I will sing

David Gray - Shine

I can see it in your eyes
what I know in my heart is true
that our love it has faded
like the summer run through
and we'll walk down the shoreline
one last time together
feel the wind blow our wanderin' hearts
like a feather
but who knows what's waiting
in the wings of time
dry your eyes
we're gonna go where we can shine

Don't be hiding in sorrow
or clinging to the past
with your beauty so precious
and the season so fast
and hey, no matter how cold the horizon appears
or how far the first night
when I held you near
we're gonna rise from these ashes
like a bird aflame
take my hand
we're gonna go where we can shine
(na na na na na na na na, shine)

And for all that we struggle
for all we pretend
you know, you know, you know it don't come down to nothing
except love in the end
and ours is a road
that is strewn with goodbyes
but as it unfolds
as it all unwinds
remember your soul is the one thing
you can't compromise
step out of the shadow
we're gonna go where we can shine
we're gonna go where we can shine
we're gonna go where we can shine

(and look, and look)
Through the windows of midnight
moonfoam and silver

Full Steam - David Gray and Annie Lennox

All our lives we’ve dreamed about it
Just to find that it was never real
This sure ain’t no great Valhalla
Coming closer each turn of the wheel
Forlorn, adrift on seas of beige
In this our Golden Age

Even in our darkest hour
Never thought that it could get so bad
Bullied, suckered, pimped and patronised
Every day your tawdry little lives
So loose your head
And step within
The silence deafening

Now you saw it coming
And I saw it coming
We all saw it coming
But we still bought it
Now you saw it coming
And I saw it coming but still
Running full steam ahead

In and out of consciousness
It breaks my heart to see you like this
Crying, wringing hands and cursing fate
Always so little far too late
It’s 3am I’m wide awake
There’s still one call to make

Now you saw it coming
And I saw it coming
We all saw it coming
But we still bought it
Now you saw it coming
And I saw it coming
We all saw it coming
But we still bought it

Now you saw it coming
And I saw it coming
But still running full steam
Now you saw it coming
And I saw it coming but still
Running full steam
Now you
And I
We all saw it coming
But we still bought it
Now you
And I
We all saw it coming
But we still bought it

Dream on - Aerosmith

Everytime that I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face gettin clearer
The past is gone
It went by like dust to dawn
Isnt that the way
Everybodys got their dues in life to pay

I know what nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know its everybodys sin
You got to lose to know how to win

Half my life is in books written pages
Live and learn from fools and from sages
You know its true
All the things come back to you

Sing with me, sing for the years
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears
Sing with me, if its just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away
(x2)

Dream on, dream on
Dream yourself a dream come true
Dream on, dream on
Dream until your dream come true
Dream on, dream on, dream on...

Sing with me, sing for the years
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tears
Sing with me, if its just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away

another day in paradise

the Death of Weronika

Placebo - Sleeping With Ghosts

The seas evaporated
Though it comes as no surprise
These clouds were seeing
Their explosions in the sky
It seems its written
But we cant read between the line

Hush
Its okay
Dry your eye
Dry your eye
Soulmate dry your eye
Dry your eye
Soulmate dry your eye
Cause soulmates never die

This one world vision
Turns us in to compromise
What goods religion
When its each other we despise
Damn the government
Damn the killing
Damn the lies

Hush
Its okay
Dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Soulmate dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Soulmate dry your eyes
Cause soulmates never die

Soulmates never die
Never die
Soulmates never die
Never die...
Soulmates never die
Soulmates never die
Soulmates never die
Soulmates never die

Dead By Sunrise - Too Late (Out Of Ashes)

It's cold and dark I think I'm going insane
The end is coming its true
I'm all alone and I am screaming your name
It seems that's all I can do

But it's too late to turn back now
It's too loud to hear a sound
I'm so lost I can't be found
It's too late to turn back now

It's hard to focus when your life is a blur
It's hard to see the truth
How can I move on when there's so much to learn
And every road comes back to you

But its too late to turn back now
It's too loud to hear a sound
I'm so lost I can't be found
Its too late to turn back now

But it's too late to turn back now
It's too loud to hear a sound
I'm so lost I can't be found
It's too late to turn back now

I'm so lost I can't be found
It's too late to turn back now

Dead By Sunrise - Too Late (Out Of Ashes)

It's cold and dark I think I'm going insane
The end is coming its true
I'm all alone and I am screaming your name
It seems that's all I can do

But it's too late to turn back now
It's too loud to hear a sound
I'm so lost I can't be found
It's too late to turn back now

It's hard to focus when your life is a blur
It's hard to see the truth
How can I move on when there's so much to learn
And every road comes back to you

But its too late to turn back now
It's too loud to hear a sound
I'm so lost I can't be found
Its too late to turn back now

But it's too late to turn back now
It's too loud to hear a sound
I'm so lost I can't be found
It's too late to turn back now

I'm so lost I can't be found
It's too late to turn back now

U-MV127 - Sinead O'Connor - Thank You for Hearing Me

Thank you for hearing me
Thank you for hearing me
Thank you for hearing me
Thank you for hearing me
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for seeing me
Thank you for seeing me
Thank you for seeing me
Thank you for seeing me
And for not leaving me
And for not leaving me
And for not leaving me
And for not leaving me
Thank you for staying with me
Thank you for staying with me
Thank you for staying with me
Thank you for staying with me
Thanks for not hurting me
Thanks for not hurting me
Thanks for not hurting me
Thanks for not hurting me
You are gentle with me
You are gentle with me
You are gentle with me
You are gentle with me
Thanks for silence with me
Thanks for silence with me
Thanks for silence with me
Thanks for silence with me
Thank you for holding me
And saying "I could be"
Thank you for saying "Baby"
Thank you for holding me
Thank you for helping me
Thank you for helping me
Thank you for helping me
Thank you, thank you for helping me
Thank you for breaking my heart
Thank you for tearing me apart
Now I've a strong, strong heart
Thank you for breaking my heart

walk on (updated)

forever

ho smesso di riflettere. e resto muta aspettando l'abbraccio del Grande Mistero. l'ho cercato passeggiando per le strade di una città che non mi appartiene, l'ho cercato lasciando che l'acqua mi scivolasse addosso per far tacere il mio dolore. ma ho solo incontrato la rabbia dell'altro e sono rimasta annichilita. come da bambina di fronte a qualcuno che alzava la voce, a uno schiaffo che non comprendevo. non sono adatta alla vita. non ho le unghie. mi aspetto sempre comprensione, spiegazioni, amore. ma non posso cambiare. e continuerò ad aggirarmi con la mia incapacità di vivere, ascoltando l'eco lontana della voce del Grande Spirito che allieverà il mio dolore. non so vivere ma so amare. e continuerò a camminare cercando di non calpestare la formica che mi attraversa la strada.

© crucified by *Batsceba

I've stopped thinking. and i'm dumb waiting for the Great Mystery hug. I've been looking for it wandering about the streets in a city that doesn't belong to me, I've been looking for it letting water drop on me to shut my pain up. yet i've just met the other's rage and i've been annihilated. like i was annihilated as a child before someone raising their voice, a slap in the face i didn't understand. i'm not cut out for life. i don't have nails. i always expect understanding, explanations, love. but i can't change. and i'll keep on roaming with my disability to live, listening to the distant echo of the Great Mystery which will ease my pain. i don't know how to live but i know how to love. and i'll keep on walking trying not to to tread on the ant crossing my path.

Take Action: Urgent: China Sentences Dhondup Wangchen to 6 Years in Prison

Take Action: Urgent: China Sentences Dhondup Wangchen to 6 Years in Prison