terça-feira, 30 de outubro de 2012


Liberdade? (by Denilce Luca)
Painting: 'The Disasters of War' by Gottfried Helnwein

Subversivo não é o artista que retrata a cena que choca; subversivo é aquele que covardemente comete o ato na realidade subjugando os direitos e a vida de outro ser. Não presenciamos tais atos e não os vemos retra
tados pois a hipocrisia da maioria incondicionalmente os protege, tênue como um véu. A ignorância é mansa, suave e amiga. Confortável.

Na arte um pênis ereto e um close vaginal certamente chocam. O “nu artístico”, bem comportado e definido pela ala hipócrita pode. Provavelmente os membros dessa ala foram capados ou infibulados.

Nem pênis, nem vagina. Nem pensar. Comer a vizinha pode. Mas não tem problema, pode-se comer a vizinha e comprar seu ‘pedaço’ do ‘céu’ na igreja mais próxima. Hoje a coisa está mais simples, elas aceitam até cartão.

Um quadro com uma criança mutilada em uma crítica aberta aos horrores do Nazismo choca. Sim, uma obra pode provocar sensações intensas. Mas o artista agride a tela. Tão somente. Críticas merecem aqueles que na realidade cometeram o ato retratado pelo artista. Mas eles, como sabemos, têm como proteção o véu da hipocrisia ou do poder. Poder que a sociedade emburrecida e controlada humildemente os confere.

Hoax nas redes sociais contendo fotos de extremo mau gosto pode. Mas cuidado com a obra que posta pois alguém lhe denuncia aos administradores da rede. Lembre-se: nem pinto, nem buceta (desculpe, pênis ou vagina).

Nem Monteiro Lobato escapa...

A hipocrisia distrai, desvia os olhos do que realmente precisa ser visto, julgado e contido. Salve as novelas, o jornalismo comportado, um viva aos nossos tempos modernos onde se clama não haver mais censura.

Que a falta de cultura continue imperando.

Que a raça humana produza seres cada vez mais incapazes. Aliás, hoje em dia nem é mais necessário que o poder queime livros (ninguém mais os lê), destrua obras (elas são bem-comportadas), contenha intelectuais (quantos sobraram??).

Assim tudo acaba mais rápido e o planeta talvez tenha chance de se recuperar criando uma nova espécie. 
"O dotado de maior conhecimento é invariavelmente dotado de maior agressividade. A ignorância é morna, meiga, enfadonha." (Denilce Luca)

Degenerate art is the English translation of the German entartete Kunst, a term adopted by the Nazi regime in Germany to describe virtually all modern art. Such art was banned on the grounds that it was un-German or Jewish Bolshevist in nature, and those identified as degenerate artists were subjected to sanctions. These included being dismissed from teaching positions, being forbidden to exhibit or to sell their art, and in some cases being forbidden to produce art entirely.
Degenerate Art was also the title of an exhibition, mounted by the Nazis in Munich in 1937, consisting of modernist artworks chaotically hung and accompanied by text labels deriding the art. Designed to inflame public opinion against modernism, the exhibition subsequently traveled to several other cities in Germany and Austria.
While modern styles of art were prohibited, the Nazis promoted paintings and sculptures that were traditional in manner and that exalted the "blood and soil" values of racial purity, militarism, and obedience. Similarly, music was expected to be tonaland free of any jazz influences; films and plays were censored.

Gottfried Helnwein

Desde 1970, Helnwein tem o abuso, a dor e a violência como mote. Em entrevista para a TRUCE Magazine, em dezembro de 2008, o artista assumiu que se envolveu com temas violentos muito cedo, especialmente tratando-se de crianças. Nessa mesma ocasião, Helnwein indicou: “No curso de minha pesquisa, eu vi fotografias forenses de crianças que eram agredidas e torturadas até a morte – principalmente por 
parentes próximos.” Nas décadas de 1960 e 1970, o fotógrafo não encontrava esse tipo de assunto circulando pela mídia, por isso suas primeiras pinturas de crianças enfaixadas causaram furor na Áustria, que nomeou seu trabalho como “arte degenerada” – ou entartete kunst, movimento artístico cultivado durante o Terceiro Reich e a União Soviética.

domingo, 28 de outubro de 2012


'Jeans Only' by Denilce Luca


O DnLiveArt foi indicado ao Prêmio Dardos por Dulce Moraes do Crazy 40 Blog (http://crazy40blog.blogspot.com.br/ ).

 O Prêmio Dardos foi criado pelo escritor espanhol Alberto Zambade que, em 2008, concedeu no seu blogue Leyendas de "El Pequeño Dardo" El Sentido de las Palabras, o primeiro Prémio Dardo a quinze blogs selecionados pelo próprio. Ao divulgar o prémio, Zambade solicitou dos blogues honrados que também indicassem outros blogues ou sites considerados merecedores do prémio.

 Segundo o seu criador, o Prémio Dardo destina-se a “reconhecer os valores demonstrados por cada blogueiro diariamente durante seu empenho na transmissão de valores culturais, éticos, literários, pessoais etc., demonstrando, em suma, a sua criatividade por meio do seu pensamento vivo que permanece inato entre as suas palavras”. As regras do prémio estabelecem que os indicados poderão exibir no seu blogue/site o selo do prémio e deverão indicar outros blogs ou sites que preencham os requisitos acima para receberem o prémio.

Obrigada Dulce, pelo carinho e incentivo de sempre.

Indico para a premiação os seguintes blogues:

 Gritos da Alma de Nádia Santos
Entre Pensamentos e Sentimentos de Vera Lúcia
(In)Feliz de Felisberto Junior
Mude de Edson Marques
Simone Poesias
Sem Pênis nem Inveja de Teresa C.
Poemas sem Pressa de Gilberto de Almeida
musicArt de José Edward Guedes


'Fallen Angel' by Denilce Luca
(...)
One of the Angels though could not keep just watching
And just dry up the Little Girl’s tears…
This Angel was fascinated by the Little Girl…

Now, more than ever this Angel seemed not to have any answer
He had no answer at all for the feelings echoing in his mind
The feelings, he, as an Angel, as a Faithful Guardian,
Could never dare to feel. Ever.

The Angel was feeling something God had imposed to earthlings: Love
The Angel wanted to go down
He wanted to be a Man
To hold the Little Girl very tight in his arms
To kiss the Little Girl’s mouth and body feeling the softness of her skin
To Love her as a Man would

All the moments the Angel had been by the Little Girl’s side
Were moments in which he felt the pain of being stabbed in the heart
He was feeling something God had imposed to earthlings: Pain
For the Little Girl could not see him...
She would never know about the Love he felt for her
The Angel wanted to be seen and loved by her

The Angel went to God and asked Him to go down
God denied.

The Angel then thought that God, Who also fell for the Little Girl’s enchantments
Would listen to her words
Angel whispered in her ears every night and made her pray in her dreams:
“Lil Girl wants Angel…. God please…..bring me my Angel….”
God did not listen to the Little Girl’s prayers

Omniscient God knew her words had been whispered by the Angel
God decided to punish the Angel
“You will go down”
“You will be born”
“You will be a man like any other”
“Not an Angel anymore”
And will be away from the Little Girl
“As you wish you will live on Earth” God said
“But Little Girl has become a Woman” God added
“You cannot be together” God said this and laughed

God broke one of the Angel’s wings to make sure he would not come back to Heaven
And started working to make the Angel be born on Earth

First, as usual, God chose parents
Then, the name…
Asked some Angels around about their opinion
They seemed to have no answer at all….
But these same Angels knew who that Little Boy was
And promised themselves not to leave him alone on Earth

Well, the Little Boy was finally born.

Angels managed to deceive God and changed The Universe Clock
And the Little Boy was born just after six months the Little Girl
Little Boy of course did not remember he once had been an Angel
Did not remember anything about Little Girl as well

They finally met
But it was not in childhood that their eyes met
Neither did their hearts
Angels were worried
“What is going wrong? They are meant to each other…..”
Very confused and upset Angels sat and kept watching
They seemed to have no answer at all
Time passed on Earth

Years…

 Little Boy became a Man
Little Girl became a Woman
They were then living separate lives
Angels had lost all their hope
And felt miserable to see all their efforts were in vain

When this story was almost coming to an end
There came a day
When Little Boy and Little Girl met again

Angels were still miserable in Heaven
And started to cry...

The Angels’ tears flooded Earth
It was raining heavily on Earth
Little Boy and Little Girl were together
Angels’ tears continued to fall
And wetted Little Boy and Little Girl’s bodies

Then, Little Boy looked into Little Girl’s eyes
Little Boy immediately recognized the Girl he had loved so much
And whispered very softly in her ears

Little Girl recognized the voice that had whispered so many times in her dreams
Angels’ tears had done something magic
They could reach Little Boy on Earth to remind him of what he was there for
He magically became an Angel again
Angel’s and Little Girl’s eyes finally met
So did their hearts and souls

Angels will certainly change the Universe Clock once again
To give Angel and Little Girl more time to love each other

Angel and Little Girl are finally together
And Angels’ laughter now echo in Heaven…