Super Ten /// ..................... A collaboration in art and sound ..................... 10 artists 10 songs 10 works .....................
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Super Ten /// A collaboration in art and sound
The history of art and sound as co-conspirators is centuries old. The influence that each exerts on the other is undeniable and can be found in countless cultures throughout history,from the recurring motif of musicians in medieval folk art to Jacob Lawrence’s heavily blues-influenced series The Great Migration to Ornette Coleman’s choice of a Jackson Pollock painting as the cover art for his 1960 album “Free Jazz.” Like bread and butter, art and music complement each other perfectly as sounds, words, and images bubble over into one another. The first installment of Super Ten aims to share in this grand tradition by inviting ten artists to create ten works each, all inspired by songs. We were thrilled to get in the sandbox and experiment with all the possibilities that music creates for art, and we hope this project will inspire the viewer as well. Carl Gambrell
Super Ten /// ESSAY
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/// Thomas palme Matthäuspassion // Johann Sebastian Bach .... Totengräbers Heimwehe // Schubert .... Der Glücksritter // Hugo Wolf .... Wol auff wir wellen slauffen // Renaissance song .... Weep You No More, Sad Fountains // John Dowland .... Song 10 // Arnold Schönberg /Aus dem Buch der hängenden Gärten .... Wesendonck / Lieder // Richard Wagner .... Folksong // Benjamin Britten .... Petrarca from trionfe del tempo // Orlando di Lasso .... The unquit Grave // Folksong ....
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/// CHiKA Ten continous pages based on .... 011 DJ OLIVE // Buoy / ROOM 40 .... 020
/// CARIN FORTIN Who are you? // Matt Sweeney & Bonnie “Prince” Billy .... Bright Lights // Black Mountain .... A Hush // Shearwater .... House of Cards // Radiohead .... Daily Dares // Les Savy Fav .... Sisters! Brothers! Small Boats Of Fire Are Falling From .... The Sky!// A Silver Mt. Zion Helen // The Cave Singers .... Under the Stars // The boy who could breathe under water .... Leatherwing Bat // Tom Banjo .... Head over heels // Samamidon ....
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/// Chad Silver + Martin Seck Armed with knowledge // Disappearing Objects Voyage // Giant speakers in reverse Vulnerable to radiation // Roky Baxter Removed by lumpectomy // Cecil Jones The usual objections // The Green Grocers Not vanished altogether // Half Numb Humans Back at the Lodge // Lodge Familiar variables // Pippy Brown Commuting options // Crystal Baggage Conference in Boston // The Sink
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/// RINA WICK Goldberg Variations 1-7 Goldberg Variations 1-7 Goldberg Variations: Aria Goldberg Variations: Aria Goldberg Variations 1-7 Goldberg Variations 1-7 Goldberg Variations 26-30 Goldberg Variations 26-30 Goldberg Variations 26-30 Goldberg Variations 26-30
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J.S.Bach/Glenn J.S.Bach/Glenn J.S.Bach/Glenn J.S.Bach/Glenn J.S.Bach/Glenn J.S.Bach/Glenn J.S.Bach/Glenn J.S.Bach/Glenn J.S.Bach/Glenn J.S.Bach/Glenn
Gould Gould Gould Gould Gould Gould Gould Gould Gould Gould
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Francesca Richer /// 051 052 053 054 055 056 057 058 059 060
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Hold My Life // The Replacements Babe, I’m Gonna Leave You // Led Zeppelin Cool water // Hank Williams I Put a Spell on You // Screamin’ Jay Hawkins Brownsville Girl // Bob Dylan The Greatest // Cat Power Blue Rosebuds // The Residents Bo Diddley // Bo Diddley Heaven // Talking Heads Summertime // Billie Holiday
carl Gambrell /// 061 062 063 064 065 066 067 068 069 070
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Israelites // Desmond Dekker Skylarking // Horace Andy Buried Dreams // Carcass War Pigs // Black Sabbath Hat Full of Rain // Teenager In the morning // Built to Spill The Shape is in a trance // Thurston Moore Everybody Knows // The Evens Shattered // The Exploding Hearts Shank’D // Wrangler Brutes
Rob Kimmel /// 071 072 073 074 075 076 077 078 079 080
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Ring of Fire // Johnny Cash Bop Gun // Parliament I Put a Spell on You // Screamin’ Jay Hawkins Before Dying, A Proclamation // Phosphorescent The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly // Ennio Morricone Gun Street Girl // Tom Waits To Bring You My Love // PJ Harvey Naked As We Came // Iron and Wine Ebb Tide // Bonnie “Prince” Billy Flume // Bon Iver
Gaby Steiner /// 081 082 083 084 085 086 087 088 089 090
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Anode / Anode 1 // Otomo Yoshihide Cathode / Modulation #2 // Otomo Yoshihide Anode / Anode 2 // Otomo Yoshihide Cathode / Cathode #1 // Otomo Yoshihide Anode / Anode 3 // Otomo Yoshihide Cathode / Cathode #2 // Otomo Yoshihide Anode / Anode 1 Variation // Otomo Yoshihide Cathode / Modulation #1 // Otomo Yoshihide Core Anode / Core Anode 1 // Otomo Yoshihide Core Anode / Core Anode 2 // Otomo Yoshihide
STACEY GELLER /// 091 092 093 094 095 096 097 098 099 100
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Anybody Else But You // The Moldy Peaches Girls And Boys // Blur My Body Is A Cage // Arcade Fire All Things Good // Jets to Brazil Coney Island // Death Cab for Cutie Underwear // Magnetic Fields I wish that I could see you soon // Herman Dune Single Again // The Fiery Furnaces While you were sleeping // Elvis Perkins Tears for Fears // Mad World
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CARIN FORTIN /// Carin Fortin was born in Switzerland. She is a graduate of the HGKZ Zurich, Switzerland (Masters in Graphic Design). Fortin worked in Amsterdam, Paris and Dublin (magazine art direction). In Switzerland she worked for several lifestyle magazines and publishing houses. After moving to NYC in ‘98, she freelanced in editorial, beauty and entertainment. From ‘01-’04 she co-owned the design firm murer+fortin. Carin Fortin currently resides and works in Brooklyn. Her studio is on 98 4th Street, at the shores of lavendar lake, the birthplace of Super 10. www.carinfortin.com, www.pinkhorses.com .....................
Stacey Geller is Founder and Creative Director of American Design Language, a graphic design studio based at the Gowanus Canal in Brooklyn, New York. Established in 2001, ADL specializes in Print, Packaging, Branding, Web Design and Environmental Graphics. The company has a broad client-base and is constantly evolving. Clients range from national brands to local restaurant chains to fashion designers to small non-profits. Stacey is a third generation artist with creativity in her heart, soul and genes. She has a B.F.A. in Graphic Design from the Fashion Institute of Technology and has been published in Print Magazine. stacey@adlhq.com, www.adlhq.com .....................
1/10: Title: Who are you? // Artist: Matt Sweeney & Bonnie “Prince” Billy 2/10: Title: Bright Lights // Artist: Black Mountain 3/10: Title: A Hush // Artist: Shearwater 4/10: Title: House of Cards // Artist: Radiohead 5/10: Title: Daily Dares //Artist: Les Savy Fav 6/10: Title: Sisters! Brothers! Small Boats Of Fire Are Falling From The Sky!// Artist: A Silver Mt. Zion 7/10: Title: Helen // Artist: The Cave Singers 8/10: Title: Under the Stars // Artist: The boy who could breathe under water 9/10: Title: Leatherwing Bat // Artist: Tom Banjo 10/10: Title: Head over heels // Artist: Samamidon
1/10: Tile: Girls And Boys // Artist: Blur 2/10: Title: Underwear // Artist: Magnetic Fields 3/10: Title: I Wish that I could See You Soon // Artist: Herman Dune 4/10: Title: Anybody Else But You // Artist: The Moldy Peaches 5/10: Title: All Things Good //Artist: Jets to Brazil 6/10: Title: While you were Sleeping // Artist: Elvis Perkins 7/10: Artist: Tears for Fears // Title: Mad World 8/10: Title: My Body Is A Cage // Artist: Arcade Fire 9/10: Title: Single Again // Artist: The Fiery Furnaces 10/10: Title: Coney Island // Artist: Death Cab for Cutie
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Francesca Richer /// Francesca Richer is the design director at Aperture, a NYC-based non-profit foundation devoted to photography. Projects have included books for William Christenberry, Loretta Lux, and Francesco Clemente, and, recently, an exhibition of photographs by Luigi Ghirri. Francesca’s books have been honored by the Art Director’s Club, American Photography, and the European Book Publishers’ Award, and included in lists of favorites in Pictures of the Year, Photo District News, the LA and the NY Times. Francesca has served as art director at Interview and Gotham magazines and powerHouse Books, NY. She co-edited, and designed No 1: First Works by 362 Artists, published in 2005. Francesca was born and lives in Brooklyn, NY. www.francescaricher.com ..................... 1/10: Title: Hold My Life // Artist: The Replacements 2/10: Title: Babe, I’m Gonna Leave You // Artist: Led Zeppelin 3/10: Title: Cool water // Artist:Hhank Williams 4/10: Title: I Put a Spell on You // Artist: Screamin’ Jay Hawkins 5/10: Title: Brownsville Girl // Artist: Bob Dylan 6/10: Title: The Greatest // Artist: Cat Power 7/10: Title: Blue Rosebuds // Artist: The Residents 8/10: Title: Bo Diddley // Artist: Bo Diddley 9/10: Title: Heaven // Artist: Talking Heads 10/10: Title: Summertime // Artist: Billie Holiday .....................
Super Ten /// CONTRIBUTORS
Gaby Steiner /// Gaby Steiner was born in Switzerland, where she received her Bachelor of Arts in Applied Linguistics and Film. She worked as a video editor for Swiss televison and for different post-production companies before moving to New York to attend art school in 2004. In 2006, she obtained the “Special Award for Avantgarde Composition” for an art video at the New School, where she completed her Masters of Arts in Media in 2007. Her grant-funded final thesis work, an interactive video installation, was exhibited afterwards at a New York gallery. Since 2007, her work has been shown in various exhibitions in New York, Berlin, Bratislava, etc. www.gabysteiner.com. Invisible City Otomo Yoshihide: Anode Imagination and memory are not 1/10: Anode 1 (10:35) 3/10: Anode 2 (13:04) necessarily limited by the laws of 5/10: Anode 3 (15:03) physics or the limitations of modern 7/10: Anode 1 Variation (15:42) urban theory. Thoughts can take out the imaginative potentialities of Otomo Yoshihide: Cathode landscapes, cities and society, add 2/10: Modulation #2 (10:14) their secret folds. An alternative 4/10: Cathode #1 (17:18) approach to thinking about cities 6/10: Cathode #2 (17:00) and society, how they are formed, how 8/10: Modulation #1 (10:26) they function, what is visible and Otomo Yoshihide: Core Anode what invisible, can be offered. 9/10: Core Anode 1 (20:41) 10/10: Core Anode 2 (27:00) .....................
Chad Silver + Martin Seck /// Chad Silver is an artist, designer & enterprising internet person. His websites include: www.tomatoalligator.com www.loveislame.com www.brooklynwood.com www.chadsilver.com www.fromthedeskofchadsilver.com Martin Seck is photographer and artist - lives and works in New York. www.martinseck.com, www.martinseck.de. ..................... 1/10: Title: Vulnerable to radiation // Artist: Roky Baxter 2/10: Title: Removed by lumpectomy // Artist: Cecil Jones 3/10: Title: The usual objections // Artist: The Green Grocers 4/10: Title: Not vanished altogether // Artist: Half Numb 5/10: Title: Humans Back at the Lodge // Artist: Lodge 6/10: Title: Familiar variables // Artist: Pippy Brown 7/10: Title: Commuting options // Artist: Crystal Baggage 8/10: Title: Conference in Boston // Artist: The Sink 9/10: Title: Armed with knowledge // Artist: Disappearing Objects 10/10: Title: Voyage // Artist: Giant speakers in reverse
Thomas palme /// Born in 1967, Immenstadt im Allgäu, Germany. Volksschule. Left High School: broke off. Apprenticeship as glazier: broke off. At the age of 16 study of Music in Augsburg Conservatory (Double bass): broke off. Study at the Art Academy Munich with Hans Baschang. Study at the Art Academy Vienna with Arnulf Rainer. Study at the Art Academy Düsseldorf with Michael Buthe. Lived till 2004 in Cologne, since then again in Immenstadt / Allgäu to draw and to take care of bedridden 98 year old father. (All Thomas palme prints courtesy Darling Publications-Cologne.) ..................... 1/10: 2/10: 3/10: 4/10:
Title: Matthäuspassion // Artist: Johann Sebastian Bach Title: Totengräbers Heimwehe // Artist: Schubert Title: Der Glücksritter // Artist: Hugo Wolf Title: Wol auff wir wellen slauffen (Oswald Von Wolkenstein) Artist: Renaissance song 5/10: Title: Weep You No More, Sad Fountains // Artist: John Dowland 6/10: Title: Song 10 // Arnold Schönberg /Aus dem Buch der hängenden Gärten 7/10: Title: Wesendonck // Lieder // Richard Wagner 8/10: Title: Folksong // Music: Benjamin Britten 9/10: Title: Petrarca from trionfe del tempo // Artist: Orlando di Lasso 10/10: Title: The unquiet Grave // Artist: Folksong .....................
lyrics Drawings thomas palme /// Lyrics//Drawing 1 1. O Haupt voll Blut und Wunden, voll Schmerz und voller Hohn, o Haupt, zum Spott gebunden mit einer Dornenkron, o Haupt, sonst schön gekrönet mit höchster Ehr und Zier, jetzt aber frech verhöhnet: gegrüßet seist du mir. 2. Du edles Angesichte, vor dem sonst alle Welt erzittert im Gerichte, wie bist du so entstellt. Wie bist du so erbleichet, wer hat dein Augenlicht, dem sonst ein Licht nicht gleichet, so schändlich zugericht! 3. Die Farbe deiner Wangen, der roten Lippen Pracht ist hin und ganz vergangen; des blassen Todes Macht hat alles hingenommen, hat alles hingerafft, und so bist du gekommen von deines Leibes Kraft. 4. Was du, Herr, hast erduldet, ist alles meine Last; ich, ich hab es verschuldet, was du getragen hast. Schau her, hier steh ich Armer, der Zorn verdienet hat; gib mir, o mein Erbarmer, den Anblick deiner Gnad. 5. Ich danke dir von Herzen, o Jesu, liebster Freund, für deines Todes Schmerzen, da du’s so gut gemeint. Ach gib, daß ich mich halte zu dir und deiner Treu und, wenn ich einst erkalte, in dir mein Ende sei. 6. Wenn ich einmal soll scheiden, so scheide nicht von mir. Wenn ich den Tod soll leiden, so tritt du dann herfür. Wenn mir am allerbängsten wird um das Herze sein, so reiß mich aus den Ängsten kraft deiner Angst und Pein. 7. Erscheine mir zum Schilde, zum Trost in meinem Tod, und laß mich sehn dein Bilde in deiner Kreuzesnot. Da will ich nach dir blicken, da will ich glaubensvoll dich fest an mein Herz drücken. Wer so stirbt, der stirbt wohl. Text: Paul Gerhard 1656 - also Gotteslob Nr. 179 Matthäuspassion Johann Sebastian Bach ..................... Lyrics//Drawing 2 O Menschheit, o Leben! was soll’s? o was soll’s? Grabe aus, scharre zu! Tag und Nacht keine Ruh! Das Drängen, das Treiben, wohin? o wohin? »Ins Grab, ins Grab, tief hinab!« O Schicksal, o traurige Pflicht Ich trag’s länger nicht! Wann wirst du mir schlagen, o Stunde der Ruh? O Tod! komm und drücke die Augen mir zu! Im Leben, da ist’s ach! so schwül, ach! so schwül! Im Grabe so friedlich, so kühl! Doch ach! wer legt mich hinein? Ich stehe allein, so ganz allein! Von allen verlassen, dem Tod nur verwandt, Verweil ich am Rande, das Kreuz in der Hand, Und starre mit sehnendem Blick hinab Ins tiefe, ins tiefe Grab! O Heimat des Friedens, der Seligen Land, an dich knüpft die Seele ein magisches Band. Du winkst mir von ferne, du ewiges Licht, es schwinden die Sterne, das Auge schon bricht, ich sinke, ich sinke! Ihr Lieben, ich komm! Music: Totengräbers Heimwehe // Schubert Text: Jakob Nikolaus, Reichsfreiherr von Craigher de Jachelutta (1797-1855) .....................
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Lyrics//Drawing 3 Der Glücksritter // Music: Hugo Wolf Wenn Fortuna spröde tut, laß’ ich sie in Ruh’, singe recht und trinke gut, und Fortuna kriegt auch Mut, setzt sich mit dazu. Doch ich geb’ mir keine Müh’: »He, noch eine her!« kehr’ den Rücken gegen sie, laß’ hoch leben die und die das verdrießt sie sehr. Und bald rückt sie sacht zu mir: »Hast du deren mehr?« »Wie Sie seh’n, drei Kannen schier, und das lauter Klebebier! ‘s wird mir gar nicht schwer.« Drauf sie zu mir lächelt fein: »Bist ein ganzer Kerl!« ruft den Kellner, schreit nach Wein, trinkt mir zu und schenkt mir ein, echte Blum’ und Perl’. Sie bezahlet Wein und Bier, und ich, wieder gut, führe sie am Arm mit mir aus dem Haus wie’n Kavalier, alles zieht den Hut. Josef Karl Benedikt von Eichendorff (1788-1857) ..................... Lyrics//Drawing 4 Wol auff wir wellen slauffen (Oswald Von Wolkenstein) Music: Renaissance song Wol auff wir wellen slauffen hausknecht nu zundt ain liechtel wann es ist an der zeit da mit wir nicht verkaffen der letzst sey gar verheyt das layen mönch und pfaffen zu unsern weiben staffen sich hüb ain böser streit. Heb auff und lass uns trincken das wir aiso nicht schaiden von disem guten wein und lämt er uns die schincken so musst er doch hereyn her kopff nu iat ew wincken ob wir zu bette hincken das ist ain klainer pein. Nu sleich wir gen der türen secht zw das wir nicht wencken mit ungelichem tritt was gilt des stowbs ein üren
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her wiert nu halt es mit wir wellen doch nicht züren ob jr ew werdt beküren nach pollanischem sytt.
Lyrics//Drawing 7 From: Wesendonck // Lieder // Richard Wagner Text: Mathilde Wesendonck
Her tragt den fürsten leyse da mit er uns nicht felle auff gottes ertereich sein lob ich ymmer breyse er macht uns freuden reich ye ainr den andern weyse wiert schlipff nicht auff dem eyse wann es gat ungeleich.
Hochgewölbte Blätterkronen, Baldachine von Smaragd, Kinder ihr aus fernen Zonen, Saget mir, warum ihr klagt? Im treibhaus
Hjn slauffen weil wir waltzen nu fragt das hausdierelin ob es gebettet sey das krawt hat sy versaltzen darzw ain guten brey was soll wir dorzu kaltzen es was fit wolgesmaitzen der scheden waren drey. ..................... Lyrics//Drawing 5 Weep You No More, Sad Fountains // Music: John Dowland 1 Weep you no more, sad fountains; 2 What need you flow so fast? 3 Look how the snowy mountains 4 Heaven’s sun doth gently waste. 5 But my sun’s heavenly eyes 6 View not your weeping, 7 That now lies sleeping 8 Softly, now softly lies 9 Sleeping. 10 Sleep is a reconciling, 11 A rest that peace begets: 12 Doth not the sun rise smiling 13 When fair at even he sets? 14 Rest you then, rest, sad eyes, 15 Melt not in weeping, 16 While she lies sleeping 17 Softly, now softly lies 18 Sleeping. ..................... Lyrics//Drawing 6 Music: Song Nr.10 // Arnold Schönberg / Aus dem Buch der hängenden Gärten. Text: Stefan george Das schöne beet betracht ich mir im harren, Es ist umzäumt mit purpurnschwarzem dorne, Drin ragen kelche mit geflecktem sporne Und samtgefiederte geneigte farren Und flockenbüschel, wassergrün und rund Und in der mitte glocken, weiss und mild – Von einem odem ist ihr feuchter mund Wie süsse frucht vom himmlischen gefild. .....................
Schweigend neiget ihr die Zweige, Malet Zeichen in die Luft, Und der Leiden stummer Zeuge Steiget aufwärts, süßer Duft. Weit in sehnendem Verlangen Breitet ihr die Arme aus, Und umschlinget wahnbefangen Öder Leere nicht’gen Graus. Wohl, ich weiß es, arme Pflanze; Ein Geschicke teilen wir, Ob umstrahlt von Licht und Glanze, Unsre Heimat ist nicht hier! Und wie froh die Sonne scheidet Von des Tages leerem Schein, Hüllet der, der wahrhaft leidet, Sich in Schweigens Dunkel ein. Stille wird’s, ein säuselnd Weben Füllet bang den dunklen Raum: Schwere Tropfen seh ich schweben An der Blätter grünem Saum. ..................... Lyrics//Drawing 8 Music: Benjamin Britten // Text: Folksong She’s like the swallow She’s like the swallow that flies so high, She’s like the river that never runs dry, She’s like the sunshine on the lee shore, I love my love and love is no more. ‘Twas out in the garden this fair maid did go, A-picking the beautiful primerose; The more she pluck’d the more she pulled Until she got her aperon full. It’s out of those roses she made a bed, A stony pillow for her head. She laid her down, no word did say, Until this fair maid’s heart did break. She’s like the swallow that flies so high, She’s like the river that never runs dry, She’s like the sunshine on the lee shore, I love my love and love is no more.
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Lyrics//Drawing 9 Music: Orlando di Lasso // Text: petrarca from trionfe del tempo La notte che seguì l’orribil caso che spense il sole, anzi ‘l ripose in cielo, di ch’io son qui come uom cieco rimaso, 3 spargea per l’aere il dolce estivo gelo che con la bianca amica di Titone suol da’ sogni confusi torre il velo, 6 quando donna sembiante a la stagione, di gemme orïentali incoronata, mosse ver me da mille altre corone; 9 e quella man già tanto desiata a me parlando e sospirando porse, onde eterna dolcezza al cor m’è nata: 12 – Riconosci colei che ‘n prima torse i passi tuoi dal publico viaggio? – Come ‘l cor giovenil di lei s’accorse, 15 così, pensosa, in atto umile e saggio, s’assise, e seder femmi in una riva la qual ombrava un bel lauro ed un faggio. 18 – Come non conosco io l’alma mia diva? – risposi in guisa d’uom che parla e plora – Dimmi pur, prego, s’ tu se’ morta o viva. 21 – Viva son io, e tu se’ morto ancora, – diss’ella – e sarai sempre, infin che giunga per levarti di terra l’ultima ora. 24 Ma ‘l tempo è breve e nostra voglia è lunga; però t’avvisa, e ‘l tuo dir stringi e frena, anzi che ‘l giorno, già vicin, n’aggiunga. 27 Et io: – Al fin di questa altra serena ch’ha nome vita, che per prova il sai, deh, dimmi se ‘l morir è sì gran pena. – 30 Rispose: – Mentre al vulgo dietro vai et a la opinïon sua cieca e dura, esser felice non puoi tu già mai. 33 La morte è fin d’una pregione oscura a l’anime gentili; a l’altre è noia, ch’hanno posto nel fango ogni lor cura. 36 Et ora il morir mio, che sì t’annoia, ti farebbe allegrar, se tu sentissi la millesima parte di mia gioia. – 39 Così parlava, e gli occhi avea al ciel fissi devotamente; poi mosse in silenzio quelle labbra rosate infin ch’i’ dissi: 42 – Silla, Mario, Neron, Gaio e Mezenzio, fianchi, stomachi e febri ardenti fanno parer la morte amara più ch’assenzio. – 45
– Negar – disse – non posso che l’affanno che va inanzi al morir non doglia forte, e più la tema de l’eterno danno: 48 ma pur che l’alma in Dio si riconforte, e ‘l cor che ‘n sé medesmo forse è lasso, che altro ch’un sospir breve è la morte? 51 Io aveva già vicin l’ultimo passo, la carne inferma, e l’anima ancor pronta, quando udi’ dir in un son tristo e basso: 54 «O misero colui che’ giorni conta, e pargli l’un mille anni! Indarno vive, ché seco in terra mai non si raffronta; 57 e cerca ‘l mare e tutte le sue rive, e sempre un stil, ovunque fusse, tenne: sol di lei pensa, o di lei parla o scrive». ..................... Lyrics//Drawing 10 Text: Folksong The unquiet Grave Cold blows the wind to my true love, And gently drops the rain. I’ve never had but one true love, And in green-wood he lies slain. I’ll do as much for my true love, As any young girl may, I’ll sit and mourn all on his grave, For twelve months and a day. And when twelve months and a day was passed, The ghost did rise and speak, “why sittest thou all on my grave And will no let me sleep?”
Impressum /// Published by Carin Fortin/pinkhorses www.pinkhorses.com Layout/concept by Carin Fortin Essay by Carl Gambrell Cover design by Carl Gambrell Proof reading by Francesca Richer ..................... Printed by G & P Printing Inc. 210 Centre Street, New York NY 10013 Phone: 212.226.9065 ..................... ISBN 978-1-60725-490-4 ..................... Brooklyn, November 2008 © pinkhorses No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner without written permission from the publisher except in the context of reviews. ..................... Super Ten Number 2 is already planned, if you are interested in participating please contact carin@pinkhorses.com .....................
Ode to the puppy who left it’s mark. Honest is the dog. :)
“Go fetch me water from the desert, And blood from out the stone, Go fetch me milk from a fair maid’s breast That young man never has known.” “My breast is cold as clay, My breath is earthly strong, And if you kiss my cold clay lips, You days they won’t be long.” “How oft on yonder grave, sweetheart, Where we were want to walk, The fairest flower that e’er I saw Has withered to a stalk.” “when will we meet again, sweetheart, When will we meet again?” “when the autumn leaves that fall from the trees Are green and spring up again.” .....................
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Published by pinkhorses ..................... ISBN 978-1-60725-490-4 ..................... Brooklyn USA November 2008 .....................
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