Pescatori a San Vito lo Capo
Manos a la obra.
Artistas en acción a San Lorenzo
Con las manos en la masa
“
Morenica a mi me llaman
Yo blanca naci
Y del sol del enverano
Yo m'hize ansi.Morenica, graciozica sos,
Tu morena y yo graciozo,
Y ojos pretos tu.Morenica a mi me llaman
”
Los marineros.
Si otra vez a mi me llaman,
Me vo con ellos.
My next short film, first time I have the name before doing it: K U R U N T U
How could I refuse for such an invitation? Oh yes, take me to ride the Mediterranean waves, please.
Oh yes, a new tale is being born.
“Chamam por mim as águas,
Chamam por mim os mares,
Chamam por mim, levantando uma voz corpórea, os longes,
As épocas marítimas todas sentidas no passado, a chamar.”– Álvaro de Campos
Es por eso
que quiero que comprenda,
ciertas cosas
a veces duelen fiero.
What am I doing in Madrid?
Since I listen to this song I can´t stop listening to it. Dear friends, get in love with all the songs from Javier Calequi.
You are waiting that door to be open, it seems old and that there is nothing behind. You keep waiting. And suddenly Maurizio Spinello special hands opens it and magic appear. Can you smell it? Wait to even taste it.
“Todo lo que imagines puede ser real.”
– Pablo Picasso
“23°35′41″N 25°14′01″E”