luni, 15 mai 2017

EAT ME, DRINK ME - Marilyn Manson


EAT ME, DRINK ME
In the wasteland on the way to the Red Queen
It's no wonder our stage clothes have dreams to be famous
The trees in the courtyard are painted in blood, so I've heard
She hangs the headless upside down to drain
Eat me, drink me
Eat me, drink me
This is only a game
This is only a game
I was invited to a beheading today
I thought I was a butterfly next to your flame
A rush of panic and the lock has been raped
This is only a game
This is only a game
But then our star rushes in, feeling like a child and looking like a woman
She's been forecast with an attempt to kill herself
But the ending didn't test well
I was invited to a beheading today
I thought I was a butterfly next to your flame
A rush of panic and the lock has been raped
This is only a game
This is



Imagini pentru Marilyn Manson - Eat Me, Drink Me

miercuri, 29 octombrie 2014

Eugenia Loli

Oh-hi,
I'm Eugenia. I'm a filmmaker and a modern vintage collage artist. Before art took over my life, I was in the technology sector. I'm originally from Greece, but for many years now I live in California.

It's important for me to "say" something with my artwork, so for the vast majority of my work there's a meaning behind them. I usually do this via presenting a "narrative" scene in my collages, like there's something bigger going on than what's merely depicted. Sometimes the scene is witty or sarcastic, some times it's horrific with a sense of danger or urgency, some times it's chill. I leave it to the viewer's imagination to fill-in the blanks of the story plot. More info on my FAQ
here.
 
 
 



 

 







 





















 



 

 







 





 







 



 
 
Sa aveti pofta de cultura!

duminică, 19 octombrie 2014

Varza şi viermişorul

 
de Aurora Luchian
Poezie pentru copii
-Hei! cum ai ajuns la piaţă?
A strigat o varză creaţă
La un vierme pirpiriu.
 
 
 
Nu doresc, gazdă să-ţi fiu!
Pleacă repejor de-aici!
Să nu-ndrăzneşti să mă strici.
Că voi sta aici în soare,
Până mă voi face moale!
 
 
Şi-apoi voi fi aruncată
Spune varza înfocată.
Hai,încearcă păstârnacu'
C-a rămas singur săracu'!

 
-Nu-l ador, e aromat.
Iar foamea m-a terminat!
Şi ce legume văd eu,
Nicicum nu-s pe gustul meu!

 
Vânăta nu e gustoasă.
Roşia e prea zemoasă;
Castravetele-i gălbui,
Sigur este amărui!
Dar tu, varzo, eşti dulcică
Te rog să stai fără frică.

 
Uite-acum o să pătrund,
Şi atent, în miez m-ascund.
Vezi ce simplu-i şi uşor?
Vorbi împăciuitor.
Doar nu intru cu onor!
Vreau discret să mă strecor.

 
Varza se mişcă din loc
Viermişorul cade, poc!
Trece-o talpă-n grabă mare...
Unde-i viermişorul oare?!



the Fantasies of Chinese Cabbage
by Ju Duoqi
 
 
Sa aveti pofta de cultura!