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scarletime@gmail.com
arte e dintorni
my favourite films
- Existenz - Cronemberg
- Sogni - Akira Kurosawa
- C'era una volta in America - Sergio Leone
- Magdalene - Peter Mullan
- la meglio gioventù - Marco Tullio Giordana
- Il pianista - Roman Polanski
- Missing - Costa Gavras
- The wall - Alan Parker
- Big Fish - Tim Burton
- Le ali della libertà - Frank Darabont
- Dancer in the Dark - Lars Von Trier
- Dogville - Lars Von Trier
- Smoke - Wayne Wang
- Mullholland drive - David Linch
- A snake of june - Shinya Tsukamoto
- Ferro 3 (la casa vuota) - Kim Ki-Duk
my favourite things
- elianto - Stefano Benni
- henry & june - Anaïs Nin
- il dolore - Marguerite Duras
- storia della boxe - Philonenko
- il silmarillon - Tolkien
- cent'anni di solitudine - Marquez
- Teogonia - Esiodo
- ali - Yukio Mishima
- la donna abitata - Gioconda Belli
- le notti bianche - Dostoevskij
- palmer eldtrich - Philip Dick
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10 commenti:
me piace assaie!
scarlet? e tu?
scarlet? sei tu?
Magnifico! I love this one!!!Is it done in Photoshop?
oh no it isn't but it's a computer work made with the software painter...thank you so much!!!!!
troppo carino!!! i tuoi disegni sono stupendi! complimenti
felicidades scarlet! y las gracias por el detalle. A imprimirlo, que ya sé en qué pared irá.
Un abrazo.
me gusta mucho el aire infantil y desenfadado de tus dibujos
beautiful.. it reminds me of someone :).. cheers from Polonia!
to my curly sun...
there hasn't been one single morning
since i found you
that i didn't welcome you
as my curly sun
not a single night
i left behind
without greeting
the reason of my bliss
and everyday
mistake by mistake
i only meant to free
your wings from chains
every new drop of time
feeding my past days cup
my whole soul tried
just now i know it wrongly did
useless what i know now
unless it's worth for you
but in each of those drops
i left the seed of my endless love
within the circle of life
it will climb up to the sky
and rain down to the thirsty ground,
feed up the tree of hopes and dreams
within the breath of days
it will blow through leaves and grass
gently grazing and spreading wide
the sweet scent of your curly beams
l.u.
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