Notes for a 194 day 
Last night, after a hard day and ungrateful, I fell asleep listening to the news alarming
Japan. Fukushima, Hiroshima. names. Was I figured I was sleeping when the disaster scenarios? Or was still awake and sleep mechanisms had not even begun to make deep job? Early in the morning should explain the first paragraph of
In Search of Lost Time. orange light turned off the lamp that surrounds my night terrors. Of course I dreamed
Samuel Beckett. What I can say, not only because I remember everything we did together (see video
October Sky, a film about children learning to make their own rocket and end up on the NASA
with the Nazi
von Braun ), but especially so charming and endearing that I found the Irish genius. It was nice being in front of the TV with him, hear his comments accurate, seeing the actors imitate the gestures from time to time, to contemplate its thinness and elegance with which fell over her thin body thickness jersey beige turtleneck. In the dream, always attentive to the alternative, I boasted that I would be able to enter in my diary an encounter with a personality and was decided in advance to stress how nice it was. Then came my dead friend with a toddler in her arms at the end of Sunday Mass I had not taken Communion since there was no one to confess. With a picture as we are painting, of course we live in a time when the best we can do is wallow in bedtime. We are not for any waking me at least. I think all the time in Hopper's paintings
in these still lifes (still lifes
) of living people. How do they get up there this band of characters? Especially in night tables, like this
Soir Bleu (1914) . Following the taxonomy of teacher
accurate Pitol , Hopper
more than an avant-garde is a rare. A rare lucky: the first painting purchased
MOMA was one of his paintings. But even nobody has been able to see what is there in those pictures that attract like magnetic poles, and I least of all. Hopper
synthesis is a painter, working memory, lying in his studio for days. It took many months to finish a painting. But what can I say if there was an exhibition of Matisse
in Alhambra
and have not gone to see her. Want to "abandonment of figuration? Well, take a little: after passing through there, the paint looked to the east, it became increasingly figure, sign, and calligraphic mark. And, what's all this? I have no idea, since I'm more serious in the new HH
(plus, how tell me? "look more Catalan, with that design in gray and all, like dark shirts of the late leader
tripartite") know less and less of where I feel the air. But, yes, today morning, I think I awake, I went to review before the class what they wrote
Joseph Czapski on Proust
. The classes gave his comrades in the camp. Impeccable. Lucid as few things have been written about Marcel
... I was excited to read your course starts
Quote Rozanov in which he says (Czapski
naturally did not have any hand-book to rebuild the Proustian world and rebuilt it all from memory) that have value only those events that are reinvented, that quote literally and are the books, it is difficult to digest an idea and rewrite it with dynamic fidelity. Totally agree. It always seemed huge
Rozanov, the great Russian poet of the apocalypse. Have not talked yesterday
European Energy Commissioner of "apocalypse" in Japan
? Yes, but I wanted to reassure the markets.
Last night, after a hard day and ungrateful, I fell asleep listening to the news alarming Japan. Fukushima, Hiroshima. names. Was I figured I was sleeping when the disaster scenarios? Or was still awake and sleep mechanisms had not even begun to make deep job? Early in the morning should explain the first paragraph of In Search of Lost Time. orange light turned off the lamp that surrounds my night terrors. Of course I dreamed Samuel Beckett. What I can say, not only because I remember everything we did together (see video October Sky, a film about children learning to make their own rocket and end up on the NASA with the Nazi von Braun ), but especially so charming and endearing that I found the Irish genius. It was nice being in front of the TV with him, hear his comments accurate, seeing the actors imitate the gestures from time to time, to contemplate its thinness and elegance with which fell over her thin body thickness jersey beige turtleneck. In the dream, always attentive to the alternative, I boasted that I would be able to enter in my diary an encounter with a personality and was decided in advance to stress how nice it was. Then came my dead friend with a toddler in her arms at the end of Sunday Mass I had not taken Communion since there was no one to confess. With a picture as we are painting, of course we live in a time when the best we can do is wallow in bedtime. We are not for any waking me at least. I think all the time in Hopper's paintings in these still lifes (still lifes ) of living people. How do they get up there this band of characters? Especially in night tables, like this Soir Bleu (1914) . Following the taxonomy of teacher accurate Pitol , Hopper more than an avant-garde is a rare. A rare lucky: the first painting purchased MOMA was one of his paintings. But even nobody has been able to see what is there in those pictures that attract like magnetic poles, and I least of all. Hopper synthesis is a painter, working memory, lying in his studio for days. It took many months to finish a painting. But what can I say if there was an exhibition of Matisse in Alhambra and have not gone to see her. Want to "abandonment of figuration? Well, take a little: after passing through there, the paint looked to the east, it became increasingly figure, sign, and calligraphic mark. And, what's all this? I have no idea, since I'm more serious in the new HH (plus, how tell me? "look more Catalan, with that design in gray and all, like dark shirts of the late leader tripartite") know less and less of where I feel the air. But, yes, today morning, I think I awake, I went to review before the class what they wrote Joseph Czapski on Proust . The classes gave his comrades in the camp. Impeccable. Lucid as few things have been written about Marcel ... I was excited to read your course starts Quote Rozanov in which he says (Czapski naturally did not have any hand-book to rebuild the Proustian world and rebuilt it all from memory) that have value only those events that are reinvented, that quote literally and are the books, it is difficult to digest an idea and rewrite it with dynamic fidelity. Totally agree. It always seemed huge Rozanov, the great Russian poet of the apocalypse. Have not talked yesterday European Energy Commissioner of "apocalypse" in Japan ? Yes, but I wanted to reassure the markets. 
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