tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92515392024-03-07T08:53:07.083+01:00Das Schicksal mischt die Karte, wir spielen (Schopenhauer)arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.comBlogger198125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-55126930544181869772014-09-10T22:57:00.002+02:002014-09-10T22:57:49.594+02:00Renega, ignora
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Renega,
ignora</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">fets,
mots</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">anul·la,
assassina</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">paral·leles
sense tangents</span></div>
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arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-2798086171228259692013-12-22T15:40:00.000+01:002013-12-24T00:19:37.123+01:00Advent<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">4rt d'Advent</span></div>
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Us desitjo unes festes com vosaltres les desitgeu i les voleu, <br />
felices o en família, </div>
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sanes o insanes, </div>
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tranquil·les o amb xirinola, </div>
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misantropes o amb massa humana.</div>
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Comencem plegats un any 2014 millor </div>
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per tots aquells que estimem i en són importants, </div>
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per aquells que ja pertànyen a la memòria del nostre cor,</div>
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per tothom,<br />
... tret d'aquells que no ho mereixen.</div>
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<span class="userContent"><span class="text_exposed_show">Ich wünsche Euch solche Festtage, wie Ihr sie Euch gewünscht habt.<br /> Glückliche oder mit Familie,<br /> gesunde oder ungesunde, <br /> ruhige oder nicht stille,<br /> misanthropisch oder mit Menschenansammlungen .<br /> <br /> Fangen wir ein besseres Jahr 2014 an!<br /> Für diejenigen, die wir lieben und für uns wichtig sind;<br /> für diejenigen, die bereits im Gedächtnis unserer Herzen ruhen;<br /> für aller...<br /> ... außer für diejenigen, die es nicht verdienen!</span></span><br />
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arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-3410797271699609542013-12-02T22:28:00.000+01:002013-12-05T19:06:22.024+01:00Epigrama d'infantesa<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">arsvirtualis, Ciutat a la tardor (2013)</span></div>
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Heus aci la teva essència present</div>
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que m'exigeix aprende't de nou</div>
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i jo et pregunto, tu de la meva sang,</div>
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On dorm perdut el teu somriure d'infant.<br />
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Per a T. </div>
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arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-79224095218460901692013-05-24T19:02:00.000+02:002013-05-27T21:48:32.604+02:00En el mes de maig<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">gardènia, arsvirtualis (2006)</span></div>
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<b><span style="color: blue;">Im wunderschönen Monat Mai.</span></b></div>
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Im wunderschönen Monat Mai,</div>
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Als alle Knospen sprangen,<br />
Da ist in meinem Herzen<br />
Die Liebe aufgegangen.</div>
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Im wunderschönen Monat Mai,<br />
Als alle Vögel sangen,<br />
Da hab’ ich ihr gestanden<br />
Mein Sehnen und Verlangen.</div>
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Heinrich Heine, Buch de Lieder 1822-1823</div>
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Lyrisches Intermezzo nº1</div>
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Rober Schumann, Dichterliebe, 1840 </div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://michaelsomoroff.com/" target="_blank">Michael Somoroff</a>, Query IV 2004</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">" <b>En
el mirall dels rierols</b></span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b>no
puc trobar més la meva imatge </b>" </span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;"><b>Leise
sagen</b> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">Du nahmst dir alle Sterne</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">Über meinem
Herzen.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">meine Gedanken kräuseln sich,<br />Ich muß
tanzen.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">Immer tust du das, was mich aufschauen
läßt,<br />Mein Leben zu müden.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">Ich kann den Abend nicht mehr<br />Über die
Hecken tragen.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Im Spiegel der Bäche<br />Finde ich mein Bild
nicht mehr.</span></b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">Dem Erzengel hast Du<br />Die schwebenden Augen
gestohlen;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">Aber ich nasche vom Seim<br />Ihrer Bläue.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">Mein Herz geht langsam unter<br />Ich weiß
nicht wo -</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">Vielleicht in deiner Hand.<br />Überall greift
sie an mein Gewebe. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">Llibre de poemes "Mein Wunder", 1914 </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Else_Lasker-Sch%C3%BCler" target="_blank">Else Lasker-Schüler</a> (1869-1945)</span></div>
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arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-44972754469660618432013-02-05T23:59:00.002+01:002013-02-05T23:59:43.021+01:00Sense pensar
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Pensaments que s'acosten i es deturen,
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">impotents de transgredir el límit
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">entre la volatilitat i la plasmació en
mots.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sense sentit, veuen fluir els dies
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">lliscant entre full blancs.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Cansament vigilant del camí</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">vers la cel·la de la invisibilitat.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Ni tan sols restarà en la seva memòria
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">el frec d'uns llavis pensats.</span>
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<br />arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-29485678369406151552013-01-15T21:30:00.001+01:002013-01-15T21:53:26.747+01:00Mots<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Sóc una dona a la recerca de mots, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">dels seus mots perduts.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Solitud </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- silenciosa -</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">del gèlid abrig que m'embolcalla. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Caliu</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- fugitiu -</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">dels adormits dies viscuts. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Quin mot serà el meu... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Desperta'm, Vent del Nord!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Acull-me dins del teu oblit...</span> </div>
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arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-23131348402695843302012-02-26T20:05:00.000+01:002012-02-26T22:14:17.960+01:00Mira'm<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Lentament la nebulosa t'envolta </div>
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i</div>
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t'aïlla del meu record.</div>
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Sóc només un difuminat no res, </div>
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sense espai, sense temps</div>
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cap sentit té l'existència.</div>
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<br /></div>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-89382325811792654602012-02-21T19:19:00.000+01:002012-02-21T19:19:09.274+01:00Perquè és important!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br /></div>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-14932216986732289462012-02-19T14:15:00.000+01:002012-02-19T14:15:59.405+01:00Viatge Iniciàtic<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPW_8qbLodEuN5rrU6mXviLglKKtHoPGW2avV-5lYL7lsnugOr-HVjEcBjgG37Czj-KMbNRdzDb0qrr_2whXVsinja56rJaLI6LY5NvugFMJIly2yHrqs7GWoZR9sxoaLJYxNa/s1600/045.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPW_8qbLodEuN5rrU6mXviLglKKtHoPGW2avV-5lYL7lsnugOr-HVjEcBjgG37Czj-KMbNRdzDb0qrr_2whXVsinja56rJaLI6LY5NvugFMJIly2yHrqs7GWoZR9sxoaLJYxNa/s320/045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710834263861891634" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Arnheim 2008 - (ego)</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Viatge iniciàtic </span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Descoberta de tu, </span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">de la ciutat al teu costat,</span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">passejant, copsant els seu sorolls,</span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">traginant amb la seva gent.</span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ignorem.</span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Descoberta del silenci </span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">de la nostra abraçada,</span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">de l’aïllament del nostre bes,</span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">del bescanvi promès en la distància.</span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cerquem.</span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Descoberta de l' àmbit </span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ancestralment intuït,</span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">de les sensacions reconegudes, </span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">dels mots desgranats en el pensament,</span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">que transpuen i cisellen la nostra pell.</span><br style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Explorem.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">La roda de la fortuna</span><br /></span></span>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-19294766262612586852011-04-03T00:16:00.003+02:002011-04-03T12:16:33.936+02:00Jeure en l'oblit<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDqU6VE1_Z8SoviqWwTwQhb4wJJhp7LLEcvdJlkC2tFnwzr65V7hDvqvsAqPMXYZh6GeixSOdemoRLXvt2YiudimGSfYgCiafOZh5kRPf259eBFNvHvDEIo-vlX1YRQP7zKbJ9/s1600/060.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDqU6VE1_Z8SoviqWwTwQhb4wJJhp7LLEcvdJlkC2tFnwzr65V7hDvqvsAqPMXYZh6GeixSOdemoRLXvt2YiudimGSfYgCiafOZh5kRPf259eBFNvHvDEIo-vlX1YRQP7zKbJ9/s320/060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591112726697669074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Watt - Dagebüll - Juliol 2010</span></span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">(ego)</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Havies oblidat aquest lloc. Avui has estat -de sobte- conscient del temps que ha passat des del darrer escrit com acte voluntari. La veritat és que no se't veia amb ganes de dir res que fos paraula escrita. Durant tot aquest temps t'has limitat ha deixar sols mots orals esperant que es perdessin, s'oblidessin. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;">Temps d'agitacions personals. A contrarellotge has hagut d'aprendre a deixar-les entrar dins teu; has sabut trobar una manera de conviure paral·lelament amb elles sense sotmetre't. Has après -en poc de temps- que patir per la por del comiat definitiu de persones estimades forma part de la història nostra que s'ha de viure. I has sabut sentir que sí, que la vida continua en el seu <span style="font-style: italic;">perteuum mobile</span> irreversible, i aquell dolor de la pèrdua només és una pica clavada en la memòria.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br /></p>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-68378798519173640952010-09-13T23:09:00.001+02:002010-09-13T23:10:05.092+02:00What is Catalonia?<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Per a què quedi clar...</span><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-HIo7br7cI4?fs=1&hl=de_DE"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-HIo7br7cI4?fs=1&hl=de_DE" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-43801856114755497912010-08-06T23:43:00.004+02:002010-08-06T23:56:17.726+02:00Hiroshima<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXwqSa-wSRRaI9jLpeCF9aflEmyyT9JHtkUqibzxzv9aN9-lA6iw4H5jF7uDVLj0LuZSK9BoL2TpcCDfo9qyGDd76hsl2pW2DXt-CnfzppptkMGPKpR6xuSjjrta0RlcPuozy4/s1600/lilien.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXwqSa-wSRRaI9jLpeCF9aflEmyyT9JHtkUqibzxzv9aN9-lA6iw4H5jF7uDVLj0LuZSK9BoL2TpcCDfo9qyGDd76hsl2pW2DXt-CnfzppptkMGPKpR6xuSjjrta0RlcPuozy4/s320/lilien.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502415266802533586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /></span><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">THE LITTLE GIRL</span><br /><br /><div style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I come and stand at every door<br /></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> but none can hear my silent tread.</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> I knock and yet remain unseen</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> for I am dead, for I am dead. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> I'm only seven tho' I died</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> in Hiroshima long ago.</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> I'm seven now as I was then</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> when children die they do not grow. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> My hair was scorched by swirling flame,</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> my eyes grew dim, my eyes grew blind.</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> Death came and turned my bones to dust,</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> and that was scattered by the wind. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> I need no fruit, I need no rice,</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> I need no sweets or even bread.</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> I ask for nothing for myself,</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> for I am dead, for I am dead. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> All that I ask is that for peace</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> you fight today, you fight today,</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> so that the children of the world</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> may live and grow and laugh and play. </span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.nazimhikmetran.com/english/frm_index/biyografi.html">Nazim Hikmet</a>, 1956</span> <br /><br /> </div>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-85079450223233628152010-08-04T12:53:00.006+02:002010-08-04T13:32:06.366+02:00Melodia<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTyoDXkUDf5vkaBQP-6wZh9iOuHGYOtfjq68jHq0ZnExXc6bD3xL7kmcnL5kgGWJRwLE5TEP0WqWu_er0px2OUV62m-j03-ZKBFfbWE4CyszN468U_FvFpwXgVd8Bx4E1ARzSO/s1600/Erdbeeren-WJP-1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTyoDXkUDf5vkaBQP-6wZh9iOuHGYOtfjq68jHq0ZnExXc6bD3xL7kmcnL5kgGWJRwLE5TEP0WqWu_er0px2OUV62m-j03-ZKBFfbWE4CyszN468U_FvFpwXgVd8Bx4E1ARzSO/s320/Erdbeeren-WJP-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501510910368747762" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br /><a href="http://www.wdrmaus.de/lachgeschichten/lieder/sommerlied.php5">S</a></span><a href="http://www.wdrmaus.de/lachgeschichten/lieder/sommerlied.php5"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> O</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">M</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">M</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">E</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">R </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">G</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">E</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">D</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">I</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">CH</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">T</span></a></span></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sí, ja sé per entendre el poema que us vaig dedicar l'entrada anterior cal fer ús d'un traductor o saber alemany. Interessant és saber com sona una llengua, i respecte a l'alemany molta gent té prejudicis perquè el considera brusc, sec i poc -o no gens- melodiós. Per a mi és una llengua apassionant, sensible, amb la qual s'han escrit i cantat els "Lieder"</span> més intensos i més arrelats al sentiment humà. <br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Deixeu-vos ara transportar per aquestes sensacions, en aquest cas dolces, amb la melodia i la veu d'un infant.</span></div>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-86517946890588197572010-07-13T22:08:00.002+02:002010-07-13T22:14:59.199+02:00Poema d'estiu...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0swrlULUkUvnUZpWQ48N5ntgkKejRERjqGb5rzXtHLfgX88X337gN8TZsWhQaHMEmzuhO31lcp46BqE-T0-s8e1RDyK3mPIKfhE4xrTcCp01e_bdEZlg10MR9bsqNOQVQLpBL/s1600/20081104235753_dsc_9828.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0swrlULUkUvnUZpWQ48N5ntgkKejRERjqGb5rzXtHLfgX88X337gN8TZsWhQaHMEmzuhO31lcp46BqE-T0-s8e1RDyK3mPIKfhE4xrTcCp01e_bdEZlg10MR9bsqNOQVQLpBL/s320/20081104235753_dsc_9828.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493486722408237762" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">per a vosaltres...</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Tekton,Blueprint,Dom Casual,Dom Casual BT;" ><b>So<a name="sommer"></a>mmergedicht<br /><br /></b></span><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;">Weißt du, wie der Sommer riecht?</i><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Nach Birnen und nach Nelken,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">nach Äpfeln und Vergissmeinnicht,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">die in der Sonne welken,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">nach heißem Sand und kühlem See</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">und nassen Badehosen,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">nach Wasserball und Sonnencrem,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">nach Straßenstaub und Rosen.</span><br /><br /><i style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">Weißt du, wie der Sommer schmeckt?</i><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Nach gelben Aprikosen</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">und Walderdbeeren, halb versteckt</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">zwischen Gras und Moosen,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">nach Himbeeren, Vanilleeis</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">und Eis aus Schokolade,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">nach Sauerklee vom Wiesenrand</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">und Brauselimonade.</span><br /><br /><i style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;">Weißt du, wie der Sommer klingt?</i></span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Nach einer Flötenweise,<br />die durch die Mittagsstille dringt,<br />ein Vogel zwitschert leise,<br />dumpf fällt ein Apfel in das Gras,<br />ein Wind rauscht in den Bäumen,<br />ein Kind lacht hell, dann schweigt es schnell<br />und möchte lieber träumen.</span></p><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.literaturport.de/index.php?id=26&user_autorenlexikonfrontend_pi1[al_opt]=2&no_cache=1&user_autorenlexikonfrontend_pi1[al_aid]=357"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Tekton,Blueprint,Dom Casual,Dom Casual BT;" >Ilse Kleberger</span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> (*1921, Postdam)</span><br /><br /></span>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-5892476141810277702010-07-07T21:51:00.003+02:002010-07-07T21:53:02.888+02:00Evidència<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCjqRv5dJwnyu4V6wzQc8kBUz7_8bAfaepDPIxFMwruGZp-8W8r_HmLBWAz8adf5nOFAyUhNNdoVXe14pJRo56IDvPWHQ1uGiWa98MhkZNwfTkhQS_h_mEq6yn6TfjF9Kz2jU_/s1600/tapies_1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCjqRv5dJwnyu4V6wzQc8kBUz7_8bAfaepDPIxFMwruGZp-8W8r_HmLBWAz8adf5nOFAyUhNNdoVXe14pJRo56IDvPWHQ1uGiWa98MhkZNwfTkhQS_h_mEq6yn6TfjF9Kz2jU_/s320/tapies_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491254390018010098" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.fundaciotapies.org/site/spip.php?rubrique279"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Antoni Tàpies</span></a><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Nosaltres decidim, som una nació</span></span><br /><br /><br /></div>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-64372235064722086352010-05-31T11:46:00.001+02:002010-05-31T11:46:50.133+02:00Avui toca...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGVRq7W3B4AnfTR9PZcbTpujvgNX8MQ0zJqXVuUUXpDjxnISL1ZcIPCdXluvgMv-j1YFI1daVUqqixpbgiyAdWnZQ9abqHctazovywhyphenhyphenq3wG9iIl70aeMDrGm7L0YF1OXrXpTE/s1600/geburtstagstorte.gif"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGVRq7W3B4AnfTR9PZcbTpujvgNX8MQ0zJqXVuUUXpDjxnISL1ZcIPCdXluvgMv-j1YFI1daVUqqixpbgiyAdWnZQ9abqHctazovywhyphenhyphenq3wG9iIl70aeMDrGm7L0YF1OXrXpTE/s320/geburtstagstorte.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477368262546519298" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">amb vosaltres, clar</span>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-55720600189856521242010-04-22T22:20:00.000+02:002010-04-22T22:20:42.107+02:00Sant Jordi<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCwv-ZBuGKCkLVkul2tlbxiQqZlMdf1GZM_kpMTvOLPGH6RyNfZ08NkKGJAb3vO8VMFC6cOfUz-H3nGAbomslfwIEXLKsNz8tZSHeRmsvj7tGKRfUy0aSw1ljCfL53FghboPZR/s1600/ulistein_computerkind.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCwv-ZBuGKCkLVkul2tlbxiQqZlMdf1GZM_kpMTvOLPGH6RyNfZ08NkKGJAb3vO8VMFC6cOfUz-H3nGAbomslfwIEXLKsNz8tZSHeRmsvj7tGKRfUy0aSw1ljCfL53FghboPZR/s320/ulistein_computerkind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463058671991061666" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.ulistein.de/"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Uli Stein</span></a><br /></span></div><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Aquí la traducció:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Mare: Desitges un llibre per a Nadal? És una super-idea</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Fill: Sí, la meva taula d' ordinador coixeja.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />Ja disculpareu la meva “atemporalitat” i la meva irreverència.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Tanmateix us desitjo un dia molt bonic i ric en llibres de Sant Jordi... Per a llegir, eh!<br /><br /></span>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-80169947087289050122010-04-17T10:14:00.008+02:002010-04-17T15:10:14.247+02:00Un instant<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqqAHUMxgobIYl0YFpUDzk1k7L42X450UOrqZ4m_yIqDacw-JZN0nFJabITwJC5QZcW56DpH1EvsZvP4mhn7xdpZleAN04j_TRfgA-tGq8pu8ZwucxRlZauamgyrdPk5xeSeo6/s1600/rothko+light4cut.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqqAHUMxgobIYl0YFpUDzk1k7L42X450UOrqZ4m_yIqDacw-JZN0nFJabITwJC5QZcW56DpH1EvsZvP4mhn7xdpZleAN04j_TRfgA-tGq8pu8ZwucxRlZauamgyrdPk5xeSeo6/s320/rothko+light4cut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461034459468510530" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.rothkochapel.org/">Capella Rothko</a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">, il·luminació de l'artista </span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.michaelsomoroff.com/wp/">Michael Somoroff</a></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fa un parell de dies vaig rebre la gravació del concert que vam fer el passat dumenge 7 de març. M'abellia compartir amb vosaltres una de les peces que més m'agraden d'aquest concert, per la seva forma musical i per la manera d'interpretar-la.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">El compositor és el <span style="font-style: italic;">Kantor</span> de l'esglèsia de Sant Pere, <a href="http://www.dominiksusteck.de/dominiksusteck.de/Willkommen.html">Dominik Süsteck</a>, que en la tradició dels <span style="font-style: italic;">Kantors</span> ompli no sols la seva feina d'assistir musicalment els oficis, sinó que compon, organitza seminaris i trobades europees d'orgue i realitza projectes musicals vocals i instrumentals dins del marc de música contemporània. El text el formen uns versos de Sant Joan de la Creu. Text i música es fonen transmitint una sensació molt íntima, personal.</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />La peça és per a tres veus: soprà, contralt i veus masculines diferenciades no per la tesitura sinó pel seu diferent timbre. Les veus conversen entre elles, intenten contestar l'única pregunta important per a elles i cerquen amb insistència la resposta: escoltant entre el silenci, remenant papers i més papers, esperant en un àmbit sense coordenades d'espai i de temps, mirant dins de la foscor... fins que s'adonen que estan soles i que aquesta solitud seva la trenca la remor d'unes passes que s'allunyen, abandonant-les.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><a href="http://dominiksusteck.de/Kantorei/12.mp3">Wo hast du dich versteckt, Geliebter?</a></span></span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Espero que us agradi</span>.<br /><br /></div></div></div>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-87864464401576741352010-03-06T21:25:00.004+01:002010-03-06T23:10:28.039+01:00Missa est<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqEoyvzODfIqSY5ziFiMXM9MRHRnMOHYr0bZ-_566zjdmKNTaMe1SjcvLRsCNICZC1SFIqL8JmDAymWJIKjn4H-1lhqnrs9hHTr-t7ItENql1kpLqBtEwQxWPrcX-dL5qrefZP/s1600-h/Sankt+Peter_altar.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqEoyvzODfIqSY5ziFiMXM9MRHRnMOHYr0bZ-_566zjdmKNTaMe1SjcvLRsCNICZC1SFIqL8JmDAymWJIKjn4H-1lhqnrs9hHTr-t7ItENql1kpLqBtEwQxWPrcX-dL5qrefZP/s320/Sankt+Peter_altar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445618623892192242" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.sankt-peter-koeln.de/index.php?id=45"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sank Peter, Colònia</span></span></a><br /></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Després d'una pausa voluntària, vaig decidir buscar a principis de setembre de l'any passat de nou un cor de cambra que puguessi omplir les meves espectatives. És complicat trobar un cor on els components tinguin estudis musicals sense que es dediquin de manera exclusiva professional a la música. Aquest aspecte és molt important perquè dóna una qualitat al conjunt necessària per a presentar obres de certa complexitat preparades en un temps determinat.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Des de gener ens reunim dues hores a la setmana un grup de gent amb les mateixes aspiracions i hem muntat un projecte vocal sota la direcció del <span style="font-style: italic;">Kantor</span> de l'església de Sant Pere i que demà tindrà la seva première. Per a molts de nosaltres és un terreny nou perquè la nostra experiència en música dodecafònica vocal i “purament” contemporània es limita a tímids coquetejos. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Demà presentarem una <a href="http://www.sankt-peter-koeln.de/index.php?id=kantorei">missa</a> i un motet, un conjunt litúrgic que amb els seus sons eteris ofereix tota una mística que acosta des de la seva dissonància un esperit gregorià primigèni a tot aquell que té la voluntat d'embolcallar-se entre sons purs i absoluts.<br /><br /></span></div>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-100441886703788502010-01-13T20:49:00.002+01:002010-01-13T20:50:47.398+01:00Per molts anys !!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9pJ0dDkg4lb9aj0FVe1yNMeL12-5Pns1oaGwngOLEGf1udpdohBVajCtO4KYWfNutV2xXoTVcXaCdn74wpTGRUKtaZU3Ru3wfS-x7vSOhOfc51qBXB_5cebV6FrvwWG8mlKl9/s1600-h/a_geburtstagstorte09.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 102px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9pJ0dDkg4lb9aj0FVe1yNMeL12-5Pns1oaGwngOLEGf1udpdohBVajCtO4KYWfNutV2xXoTVcXaCdn74wpTGRUKtaZU3Ru3wfS-x7vSOhOfc51qBXB_5cebV6FrvwWG8mlKl9/s320/a_geburtstagstorte09.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426314102435610370" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" >1</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >0 </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >!</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >!</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" >!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /><br /><br /></span></span></div>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-81588294899859702182009-12-23T22:14:00.006+01:002009-12-23T22:19:28.889+01:00Un any més...<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuLI7tvA3JexONhhS2UsxjFo2aentlsGAMtIK_tMxeEa20zwGYQGz-KWE4l-6dLCAd_NFyvq7oui1QiWY3KPwFKOASs2FN8Ve0Ty5RP3OmMuAxcKjEnCvfSfW5YZFoedqzPdja/s1600-h/aviaamp.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 487px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuLI7tvA3JexONhhS2UsxjFo2aentlsGAMtIK_tMxeEa20zwGYQGz-KWE4l-6dLCAd_NFyvq7oui1QiWY3KPwFKOASs2FN8Ve0Ty5RP3OmMuAxcKjEnCvfSfW5YZFoedqzPdja/s320/aviaamp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418541006405677154" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Frontal de Sta. Maria d’Avià, anònim, segle XIII </span></div> <div style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:10pt;"> <span style="font-size:85%;">Museu Nacional d’Art de Catalunya</span></span></span></div><div align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"> <span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >Torna Nadal</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">L'arbre desvetlla sons i el vent escriu</span></span> <span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" > </span> </div> <div align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"> <span style="font-size:100%;">ratlles de llum damunt la pell de l'aigua.</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span> </div> <div align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"> <span style="font-size:100%;">Tot és misteri i claredat extrema.</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span> </div> <div align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"> <span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Torna Nadal i torna la pregunta.</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span> </div> <div align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"> <span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Proclamarem la pau amb les paraules</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span> </div> <div align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"> <span style="font-size:100%;">mentre amb el gest afavorim la guerra?</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span> </div> <div align="center"> <span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" ><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(Miquel Martí i Pol, Roda de Ter 1929-2003)</span></span><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" > </span><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" > </span> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Es ist wieder Weihnachten </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" > </span> <div align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"> <span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Der Baum weckt Töne auf und der Wind schreibt</span></span> <span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" > </span> </div> <div align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"> <span style="font-size:100%;">Lichtlinien auf der Haut des Wassers.</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span> </div> <div align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"> <span style="font-size:100%;">Alles ist Geheimnis und heller Schein.</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span> </div> <div align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"> <span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Weihnachten kehrt wieder und mit ihm auch die Frage</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span> </div> <div align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"> <span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Werden wir den Frieden verkünden mit Worten,</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span> </div> <div align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"> <span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" >während mit der Geste wir den Krieg födern?</span> <span style="font-size:100%;"> </span> </div> <div align="center" style="font-family:lucida grande;"><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;">(Miquel Martí i Pol, Roda de Ter 1929-2003)<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Desitjo per vosaltres unes festes com vosaltres les desitgeu:<br />felices o en família, sanes o insanes<br />Comencem un any 2010 millor per tothom,<br />tret d'aquells que no ho mereixen.<br /></div><br /><br /></div></div> <span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:10pt;"></span></span></div>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-14566406086186968382009-11-28T23:23:00.004+01:002009-11-29T11:40:30.015+01:00Conversa<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBwMK8mG-rXMqG5_zbCLyML0Z3jmefbhskNsqCFgbKwDPPD7Th7h6llyXIUMFokPcWJLIbA3tTlqGkBhjKGGxe3mfgFafQYRPuLLudgiZaL6wyGphdzhYcyd4rXtJGAqdWtSVo/s1600/leuchtturmHelgoland__450__300,property%3Ddefault.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBwMK8mG-rXMqG5_zbCLyML0Z3jmefbhskNsqCFgbKwDPPD7Th7h6llyXIUMFokPcWJLIbA3tTlqGkBhjKGGxe3mfgFafQYRPuLLudgiZaL6wyGphdzhYcyd4rXtJGAqdWtSVo/s320/leuchtturmHelgoland__450__300,property%3Ddefault.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409282932504911218" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;font-family:lucida grande;">Vine, seiem i parlem, d'allò que et preocupa, que et fa sentir més del que voldries. Les darreres setmanes tens enganxada en el pensament una frase que vas llegir fa molt de temps. La dius perquè et crema en el més profund<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">-<span style="font-style: italic;">Els records fan la nostra vida més agradable, però és precisament allò que oblidem que la fa més soportable</span>-<br /><br /></div>Ser llegir en el teu esguard que t'has passat els dies passejant-te per la casa de la memòria, per totes les seves estances, unes més lluminoses, altres més fosques, altres tancades en clau per sempre més. T'agradaria retornar a llocs antics, aquells que et van sensibilitzar a pensar i a viure. I reconeixes el sentit de tot plegat perquè ara saps que ha arribat el moment de preparar-te per acceptar la separació dels records, de deixar per a l'oblit, sense por, la tristesa i la impotència de les evidències que els han acompanyat.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><br /></div>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-60865326899712891092009-11-15T22:34:00.000+01:002009-11-15T22:34:13.548+01:00per a Xavi<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR_LJSs9sw2RhILhCcZait07Ae_roSeKOJQgj2OwGtUuWfPpoQWkJGA71z7hNW3HHNnyCWWT5fg37D4IWY9f7qh9DKQPGkt0D0I1jKhkNfj-uYtOvVZB6EiP9UrHlXQHuplkYr/s1600-h/lararium.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR_LJSs9sw2RhILhCcZait07Ae_roSeKOJQgj2OwGtUuWfPpoQWkJGA71z7hNW3HHNnyCWWT5fg37D4IWY9f7qh9DKQPGkt0D0I1jKhkNfj-uYtOvVZB6EiP9UrHlXQHuplkYr/s320/lararium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404443091750173794" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">13 de novembre de 2009<br /><br />Immensament tristos,<br />ho esperàvem,<br />però no pensàvem que arribés aquest dia.<br />Enyorem no saber-te amb nosaltres...<br /><br /><br /></span></div>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9251539.post-31486411566858208092009-11-12T08:23:00.001+01:002009-11-12T08:24:07.134+01:00Kölle Alaaf<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEsklcj1CjRiP_p8HfdeIjYpxA10nS0qNE-FeQ6dY0veYm0KuiED7jA-fDVGPxxVppU8ianuRY3aE7Y9HzeVLy7Q_reOeIsTpXCoNWOysVZ3EoIf-QxS5zFpHlCBt8tjcBEAnW/s1600-h/wieverfastelovend_ddp__007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEsklcj1CjRiP_p8HfdeIjYpxA10nS0qNE-FeQ6dY0veYm0KuiED7jA-fDVGPxxVppU8ianuRY3aE7Y9HzeVLy7Q_reOeIsTpXCoNWOysVZ3EoIf-QxS5zFpHlCBt8tjcBEAnW/s320/wieverfastelovend_ddp__007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403114267303283426" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Com</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">tots</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">els</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">anys<span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">,</span> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">l'11</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">de</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">l'11</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">a </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">les</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);">11 i 11</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"><br />comença</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">oficialment</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><br />el<span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">temps</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">de</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">disbauxa</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">...<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Alaaf ! !</span><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></div>arsvirtualishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06723008729692076163noreply@blogger.com3