Street art

Reprise

Art is something absolute, something positive, which gives power just as food gives power. While creative science is a mental food, art is the satisfaction of the soul.

Hans Hofmann

What I dream of is an art of balance, of purity and serenity, devoid of troubling or disturbing subject matter, an art which could be for every mental worker, for the businessman was well as the man of letters, for example, a soothing, calming influence on the mind, something like a good armchair which provides relaxation from physical fatigue.

Henri Matisse

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Publicité

Burn out

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I can’t sleep
I overthink
I can’t relax
My brain never shuts down
My mind is not in peace
I’m exhausted
I need time
To heal my body
To seal my grief
To rest my soul.

_{Filipa Moreira da Cruz}

Street art

Reprise

The object of art is not to reproduce reality, but to create a reality of the same intensity.

Alberto Giacometti

Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.

Pablo Picasso

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Street art

Reprise

One eye sees, the other feels.

Paul Klee

The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.

Pablo Picasso

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Time to heal

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My mind says go
But my body just wants to let it go
My brain waves hello
While my legs can’t flow
My spirit is bright
Yet my arms can’t do anything right
My soul feels young
And my head breaks down
It’s time to listen to my tiny cells
And take care of myself
I shall get in shape
And learn from my mistakes
I’m not a girl anymore
And that I cannot ignore
Enough is enough
No more fuss.

_{Filipa Moreira da Cruz}

(In)sanity

Broken wings
Cracked body
Swinging legs
Mouth shut
Sealed lips
Hands tied
Locked eyes
Clay feet
Shouted words
Scared face
Dark thoughts
Unrested feelings
Drifting boat
Heavy storm
Soul in peace.

_{Filipa Moreira da Cruz}

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Feeling the blue

Reprise

A certain blue enters your soul.

Henri Matisse

Something happens, blue thinks, and then it goes on happening forever. It can never be changed, can never be otherwise.

Paul Auster

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Blue has no dimensions, it is beyond dimensions.

Yves Klein

Preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.

Carl Sagan

A poem by Amber and Filipa

Reprise

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Travelling through a picture, a book, a song or a poem
Your friends experiences igniting the fire in your dreams, sending an omen
Travelling and expanding the horizons of the infinite multitudes of mind worldly manifestations
Travelling with your eyes wide open or perfectly closed
Travelling around the world
Or without leaving your place
The imagination has it’s own space
Bridged, connected
No dead-ends or frontiers
Travelling with no luggage at all
Or prepared for an adventure, survival gear, tools
Having the starry sky as a roof
And the soft grass as a bed
Finding ways around financial balances instead
Travelling alone or in good company
By car, by train, by plane, on foot
Or even in a colourful balloon
Travelling from Kenya to Alaska
Crossing mountains, deep seas and valleys
Jungles, forests and desert galleys
Travelling through your sleep
Breath out, breath in
Take the experiences and warp your life from within
Travelling forces you to step out of your comfort zone
Experiencing the real world, leaving behind this world’s addiction to phones
False evidence appearing real, fear
Let it come near
Travelling challenges your comprehension of this world
And once you return you’re no longer the same
Friends to call home and remembering names
Travelling broadens your brain, nourishes your spirit, cherishes your physical
And challenges your conception of this world
Leaving nostalgic photos, the world left in the crevices of your god given body.

_{Thank you Amber for this invitation! De malinha pronta meets diosraw}

Filipa & Amber diosraw

Loving mother

20/06/1954

Lately, life has not been kind to her
And yet, she never complains
She struggles in silence
And has always a warm and kind smile
Her body has shrunk
Although her mind is brighter than ever
They both dance on a different rhythm
Sometimes she wishes to let go
Who am I to blame her?
Darkness hours, sleepless nights
She keeps going for the ones who love her
No matter what
She still paints the sky in blue.

^{Filipa Moreira da Cruz}

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Serendipity

Reprise

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It’s all so quiet
It’s all so still
Peace is everywhere you go
Because it lives inside you
Just be patient!
Take a closer glimpse
Can you hear the birds?
Can you see the beauty of the trees?
Mannkind works are eternal
So they say…
Don’t pay attention to others
Don’t rush yourself
Take a deep breath
And enjoy the moment
You’ll be surprised
By all the amazing things
You might come across
By chance!

_{Filipa Moreira da Cruz}