domingo, 28 de febrero de 2010

29ª Adivinanza

Editado el 1 de Marzo: Mi enhorabuena a Manuel Muñoz Clares, que ha adivinado el autor, y a Leo, que ya lo sabía. Se trata de una obra de Maurice Utrillo, titulada Rue St. Vincent (he cambiado la imagen para que se vea la firma).

Norman Rockwell: High dive

High dive (1947), de Norman Rockwell

¡Qué miedo! Si no salto, el estúpido de Billy se burlará de mí toda la semana. Aunque lo único que me importa es que Lucy se sienta orgullosa de mí... y está mirándome. Tengo que saltar, tengo que saltar, tengo que saltar. ¡Arriba! Uno, dos y... aaaahhhhhhhh! ¡Plaffff!!!!

sábado, 27 de febrero de 2010

Jazmín amarillo


Jazmín amarillo, Jazmín de primavera (Jasminum mesnyi). Fotografía: Elvira Coderch

Si queréis ver otro jazmín amarillo en el blog de Ofelia pinchad aquí.

viernes, 26 de febrero de 2010

Edward Hopper: Night Shadows


Sombras nocturnas (1921), de Edward Hopper, MoMA

-Mira, ahí va el Sr. Norton otra vez. Cada noche hace lo mismo, espera a que su madre se duerma, y sale sigilosamente de su casa. ¿A dónde irá?
-Ni idea, pero me da mala espina.

Eve of Destruction

Eve of Destruction
(P. F. Sloan)
Interpretada por: Barry McGuire

The eastern world, it is exploding
Violence flarin', bullets loadin'
You're old enough to kill, but not for votin'
You don't believe in war, but what's that gun you're totin'
And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin'

But you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction.

Don't you understand what I'm tryin' to say
Can't you feel the fears I'm feelin' today?
If the button is pushed, there's no runnin' away
There'll be no one to save, with the world in a grave
Take a look around ya boy, it's bound to scare ya boy

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction.

Yeah, my blood's so mad feels like coagulatin'
I'm sitting here just contemplatin'
I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation.
Handful of senators don't pass legislation
And marches alone can't bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin'
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin'

And you tell me
Over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction.

Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
You may leave here for 4 days in space
But when you return, it's the same old place
The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace

And you tell me
Over and over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction
Mmm no, no, you don't believe
We're on the eve of destruction.



Una canción protesta del año 1965.

miércoles, 24 de febrero de 2010

Almendro 2010












Almendro en flor (Prunus amygdalus). Fotografías: Elvira Coderch

Hoy he ido de paseo con mi amiga Ofelia. Si queréis ver sus fotos pinchad aquí.

martes, 23 de febrero de 2010

Solución a la 28ª adivinanza

Mi enhorabuena a Femme d chocolat, Teresa, Montse y Marta, que acertaron el autor de este cuadro, a Beatriz y a Cristina que ya lo conocían. Y muchas gracias a todos los que habéis participado.


Ghyll Beck, Barden, Yorkshire, Early Spring (1867), de J.A. Grimshaw

Romero









Romero en flor (Rosmarinus officinalis). Fotografías. Elvira Coderch

"El que va al monte y no coge romero, no tiene amor verdadero."

domingo, 21 de febrero de 2010

Edward Hopper: Restaurante

Tables for ladies (1930), The Metropolitan Museum of Art

New York Restaurant (1922), de Edward Hopper

Observen atentamente... ¿Qué tienen en común los dos cuadros?

As Tears Go By

As Tears Go By
Jagger/Richards/Oldham

It is the evening of the day
I sit and watch the children play
smiling faces I can see
but not for me
I sit and watch
as tears go by

My riches can't buy everything
I want to hear the children sing
all I hear is the sound
of rain falling on the ground
I sit and watch
as tears go by

It is the evening of the day
I sit and watch the children play
doing things I used to do
they think are new
I sit and watch
as tears go by.



Aquí se puede escuchar la canción sin los chillidos de las fans:

viernes, 19 de febrero de 2010

27ª Adivinanza

Editado el 20 de Febrero: Efectivamente, se trata de un cuadro de Santiago Rusiñol titulado Último rayo de sol (cambio el cuadro para que se vea la firma) . Enhorabuena a Ofelia, Marta y Femme d chocolat. Y muchas gracias a todos los que habéis participado.

¿De quién es este cuadro?

miércoles, 17 de febrero de 2010

Camboya: Kampot

















Kampot, Camboya. Fotografías: Lucía Hernández Coderch

Solución a la 26ª adivinanza

Enhorabuena a Carla y a Noelia que adivinaron el autor de este cuadro. Y muchas gracias a todos los que habéis participado.

Bouquet (1884), de Paul Gauguin, Hermitage

martes, 16 de febrero de 2010

sábado, 13 de febrero de 2010

You've got a friend

You've got a friend
(Carole King - 1971)
Interpretada por: James Taylor

When you're down and troubled
And you need a helping hand
And nothing, whoa, nothing is going right.
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest nights.

You just call out my name,
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running (oh yeah, babe) to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer, or fall,
All you got to do is call
And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah
You've got a friend.

If the sky above you
Should turn dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind should begin to blow,
Keep your head together
And call my name out loud now
Soon I'll be knocking upon your door.

You just call out my name,
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running (oh yes, I will) to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer, or fall,
All you got to do is call
And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey, ain't it good to know that you've got a friend?
People can be so cold.
They'll hurt you and desert you.
Well, they'll take your soul if you let them,
Oh yeah, but don't you let them.

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Oh babe don't you know that?
Winter, spring, summer, or fall,
Hey now, all you got to do is call,
Lord, I'll be there, yeah, yeah,
You've got a friend
You've got a friend, yeah
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend
Ain't it good to know you've got a friend
Oh, yeah, yeah, you've got a friend.

viernes, 12 de febrero de 2010

Edward Hopper: Chica en un puente


Chica en un puente (1922), de Edward Hopper.

Ahí vas hacia el trabajo, tan apresurado como siempre. Tú no me ves, pero yo sé que es la última vez que te veo. Te he querido muchísimo, pero no puedo seguir a tu lado. Me voy a Europa con Freddy. Hace mucho que me lo estaba pidiendo. Le han ofrecido un puesto muy interesante en Londres y vamos a empezar una nueva vida. Adiós, querido John. Sé que no voy a echarte de menos.

Solución a la 25ª adivinanza

Enhorabuena a Marta que adivinó los dos pintores, a Montse que dió una pista, y a las que adivinaron el autor del segundo cuadro, Sra de Zafón, Femme d chocolat, Teresa y Leo. Y muchas gracias a todos los que habéis participado.

Jardín familiar, de Camille Pissarro (1830-1903)

Mujer tendiendo la ropa, de Jean-François Millet (1814-1875)

jueves, 11 de febrero de 2010

Sentimentalismo


Playa de Garraf. Fotografía: Elvira Coderch

El sentimentalismo es un fracaso del sentimiento.

Sentimentality is a failure of feeling. Wallace Stevens

martes, 9 de febrero de 2010

Knockin' on Heaven's Door

Knockin' On Heaven's Door
Bob Dylan

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore.
It's gettin' dark, too dark to see
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore.
That long black cloud is comin' down
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door.

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door

Hiroshige: Campos de arroz de Asakusa


Campos de arroz de Asakusa y Festival Torinomachi (1857),
100 Famosas Vistas de Edo, de Utagawa Hiroshige