The Inferno de Barnes.

Miguel Barnes 09 BERLINER

Entrada al Reichstag Berlín...este cuadro tiene más o menos 2x2m.
Uno de mis favoritos. Y ¿Quién dice que no hay buenos pintores en Albacete?, M. Barnes José Callado. just check'em out!

William Blake - Lullaby

O for a voice like thunder, and a tongue
To drown the throat of war! -
When the sensesAre shaken, and the soul is driven to madness,
Who can stand?
When the souls of the oppressed
Fight in the troubled air that rages,
who can stand?
When the whirlwind of fury comes from theThrone of God,
when the frowns of his countenance
Drive the nations together, who can stand?
When Sin claps his broad wings over the battle,
And sails rejoicing in the flood of Death;
When souls are torn to everlasting fire,
And fiends of Hell rejoice upon the slain,
O who can stand?
O who hath caused this?
O who can answer at the throne of God?
The Kings and Nobles of the Land have done it!
Hear it not, Heaven, thy Ministers have done it!

IF

If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie warn't a lie,
Life would be delight,--
But things couldn't go right
For in such a sad plight
I wouldn't be I.

If earth was heaven and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true,
There might be some sense
But I'd be in suspense
For on such a pretense
You wouldn't be you.

If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
Things would seem fair,--
Yet they'd all despair,
For if here was there
We wouldn't be we.


e.e. cummings

notengonada

Arabian proyect in the South of Eden

My love has three cats
She rides the hours meticulously
She finds the joy with the letters
She finds the smile in dumb role
She crashes upon the time
When reality runs low of hours
When the days leads her nowhere
She has a beautiful arc of eyebrow
And shadows beneath her eyes
She has the longest and softest legs on earth
After working on them for a lifetime
Her skin is smooth and tight
My darling laughs at me
When I laugh at myself

My baby has it all

Leonardo da Vinci

"Así como el hierro se oxida por falta de uso, también la inactividad destruye el intelecto."

Para RAFA:
El principal enemigo de la creatividad es el buen gusto. Pablo Picasso

"Cada uno tiene sus gustos; por eso hay ferias."

THE BUG

TWAT lays in wait 4 the Bug
who built up my life as a skyscrapper with an everlasting hugs
and Tore it down,
leaving me on my own
in a reckless race across the town

PHONEPIXES

MULETRAIN + NSA

Me parece un gran cartel.

Shoot the messenger

You Glad my heart when you grab it too hard

Spanish Masquerade

AMERICAN BLOOD

S-MELTING POT (Ralph Waldo Emerson)
“
"…whence came all these people? They are a mixture of English, Scotch, Irish, French, Dutch, Germans, and Swedes... What, then, is the American, this new man? He is neither a European nor the descendant of a European; hence that strange mixture of blood, which you will find in no other country. I could point out to you a family whose grandfather was an Englishman, whose wife was Dutch, whose son married a French woman, and whose present four sons have now four wives of different nations. He is an American, who, leaving behind him all his ancient prejudices and manners, receives new ones from the new mode of life he has embraced, the new government he obeys, and the new rank he holds. . . . The Americans were once scattered all over Europe; here they are incorporated into one of the finest systems of population which has ever appeared." −


J. Hector St. John de Crevecoeur, Letters from an American Farmer.

America bleeds the ultimate seeds of the new generation
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