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Angela Merkel, chancellor of Germany, said there should be no limits for immigration from the Muslim Middle East to Germany.
Did Merkel just "read out Germany's suicide note"?
MY NOTE:To make it short - just remember WHY they are refugees in such a large number? They flee because they are on a KILLING SPREE among each other. They are on a killing spree to eliminating EACH OTHER as they did for the past 1.400 years in the name of ALLAH and wanting to do the same everywhere they go - feel free to share...
CR 18168 seen in Hartford Yard in February 1980. Photographed by & collection of Gary Gurske.
Scanned 01/16/2026
The Flickr Lounge-Accessories
Whilst my daughter was visiting we stopped at the Garden Hilton Hotel and went inside and got a coffee. This area of the counter was accessorized with all these post-it-notes written by the patrons of the shop. Mine is in there also.
Note: this photo was published in an undated (May 2010) EveryBlock NYC Zipcodes blog, with the title 10025. It was also published in an undated (May 2010) EveryBlock NYC Neighborhoods blog titled "Upper West Side."
Moving into 2012, the photo was published in an undated (mid-Oct 2012) blog titled "Unusual things to do in New York City for under $100."
Moving into 2014, the photo was published in a Jul 23, 2014 blog titled "How brands make the man, and the woman – literally." It was also published in an Oct 20, 2014 blog titled "New York Is The Snobbiest City In America."
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This is a continuation of a Flickr set that I started in the summer of 2009. As I noted in that earlier collection of photos, I still have many parts of New York City left to explore -- but I've also realized that I don't always have to go looking elsewhere for interesting photographs. Some of it is available just outside my front door.
I live on a street corner on the Upper West Side of Manhattan where there's an express stop on the IRT subway line (with a new space-age subway station scheduled to be completed by fall 2010), as well as a crosstown bus stop, an entrance to the West Side Highway, and the usual range of banks, delis, grocery stores, fast-food shops, mobile-phone stores, drug-stores, Dunkin' Donuts, Starbucks, Subway, and other commercial enterprises. As a result, there are lots of interesting people moving past my apartment building, all day and all night long.
It's easy to find an unobtrusive spot on the edge of the median strip separating the east side of Broadway from the west side; nobody pays any attention to me as they cross the street from east to west, and nobody even looks in my direction as they cross from north to south (or vice versa). In rainy weather, sometimes I huddle under an awning of the T-Mobile phone store on the corner, so I can take pictures of people under their umbrellas, without getting my camera and myself soaking wet...
So, these are some of the people I thought were photo-worthy during the past few weeks and month; I'll add more to the collection as the year progresses ... unless, of course, other parts of New York City turn out to be more compelling from time to time.
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Notes Towards an African Orestes
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Roze
-Aerosmith
Roze, het is mijn nieuwe obsessie
Ja, roze, het is niet eens een vraag
Roze op de lippen van je geliefde, oorzaak
Roze is de liefde die je ontdekt
Roze als bing op je kers
Roze, want je bent zo erg
Roze, het is de kleur van passie
A-oorzaak vandaag gaat het gewoon met de mode
Roze, het was liefde op het eerste gezicht
Ik schreeuw roze als ik het licht uitdoe, en
Pink maakt me high als een vlieger
En ik denk dat alles in orde komt
Wat we vanavond ook doen
Jij zou mijn flamingo kunnen zijn
Omdat roze het nieuwe soort jargon is
Roze als een decoparaplu
Het is een knik - maar je vertelt het haar nooit
Roze, het was liefde op het eerste gezicht
Ik schreeuw roze als ik het licht uitdoe, en
Pink maakt me high als een vlieger
En ik denk dat alles in orde komt
Wat we ook doen ...
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Pink
Pink it's my new obsession
Yeah, pink it's not even a question
Pink on the lips of your lover, cause
Pink is the love you discovah
Pink as the bing on your cherry
Pink cause you are so very
Pink it's the color of passion
A-cause today it just goes with the fashion
Pink it was love at first sight
I yell pink when I turn out the light, and
Pink gets me high as a kite
And I think everything is goin to be all right
No matter what we do tonight
You could be my flamingo
'Cause pink is the new kinda lingo
Pink like a deco umbrella
It's kink - but you don't ever tell her
Pink it was love at first sight
I yell pink when I turn out the light, and
Pink gets me high as a kite
And I think everything is goin to be all right
No matter what we do…
A little side note from my personal side. Unfortunately I see a increasing amount of my photo's being shared on the internet wihtout my Copyright. I want to remind you that you are not alowed to share my photo's without my permission! If you want to use my photo's you can do so by asking me first. You can either comment below my photo's, send me a personal message or e-mail.
I had that strange dream again last night. But was it a Man dreaming he was a just a Commuter or a Commuter dreaming he was really a Man?
With apologies to Chuang Tzu / Zhuangzi
Dal Giornale di Brescia del 04/03/2015
Cesco Dessanti pittore e poeta «anema al vento»
Morto a Roma, aveva 89 anni. Esule istriano, visse a Chiari negli anni ’50
Se n’è andato, la settimana scorsa, così come aveva vissuto. Appartato, riservato, schivo e con qualche punta di ruvidezza a proteggere l’innata dolcezza d’animo. Cesco Dessanti era arrivato alla soglia degli 89 anni - essendo nato a Rovigno, allora italiana, nel 1926 - con intatto il ricco fardello di creatività e sensibilità. Fedele alle sue origini veneto-slave, arricchite dai molti approdi che la vita gli ha riservato: Trieste e Chiari, Piacenza e Verona, Napoli e le Marche; e Roma, dove ha vissuto per oltre mezzo secolo. «E son cressuo cussì, l’anema in sgembo» scriveva Biagio Marin della sua vicenda. «E son vissùo cussì, l’anema al vento», aggiungeva da poeta. Stessa cosa potremmo dire di Cesco Dessanti, suo amico da sempre, che non a caso quei versi di Marin ha illustrato in una preziosa antologia, in copia unica con un centinaio di poesie accompagnate da disegni a china colorata, oggi conservata al Centro studi di Grado. Era nato a Rovigno, Cesco Dessanti, ed aveva passato infanzia e adolescenza in quelle terre sconvolte dalla guerra. Si trasferì a Zagabria nel ’45 per seguire le lezioni del pittore Marino Tartaglia. E finì quasi subito in carcere: lui che aderiva ad una sinistra che non poteva piacere a Tito e compagni. Della sua storia parla anche Giampaolo Pansa nel romanzo «Prigionieri del silenzio». Altri in quei lager morirono, lui venne lasciato libero. Ma venne anche costretto a lasciare la Jugoslavia. Riparò a Chiari, dove nella vecchia caserma dei Lupi di Toscana già aveva trovato accoglienza una comunità di profughi istriani e dalmati. Era il novembre del’52 e Cesco Dessanti trovò casa presso la sorella e il cognato. Fu un periodo di vitalità creativa forte e interessante. Le opere di quella stagione giovanile e fresca, assieme ad altre rappresentative del suo itinerario artistico, vennero esposte nelle sale della Fondazione Morcelli- Repossi tra maggio e giugno del 1998 e vennero poi donate, in segno di stima e di amicizia, all’istituzione culturale clarense. Dopo pochi anni parte per la capitale. A Roma, Cesco Dessanti trova il clima artistico favorevole alla sua manifestazione piena. Nel 1959 espone alla VIII Biennale. Sarà la prima di una serie di uscite pubbliche che annovera rassegne a Milano, Firenze, Napoli... A Brescia espone alla Galleria Schreiber nel 1971. Poi Bergamo, Trieste, Vicenza, Chieti e Piacenza. Tornerà nella sua terra solo per due mostre: a Fiume nel ’74 e a Rovigno nel ’76. Ha un segno grafico tormentato, ma anche la luminosità assorbita da giovane nella sua Istria. L’espressionismo è il suo filone. I momenti cruciali dell’esistenza umana sono i suoi temi. Una felice stagione la dedicherà a dipingere e disegnare su antiche carte, documenti notarili vergati a mano che così ritrovano vita nuova. Incrocia spesso chine e pennelli per illustrare i versi dei poeti: Biagio Marin, Eugenio Montale, Garcia Lorca. E lui stesso scrive brevi e fulminei componimenti apparsi in raccolte di poesia. Con Chiari Cesco Dessanti mantenne un costante contatto: aveva parenti e amici fidatissimi, quelli che oggi lo piangono e lo ricordano, nella speranza di poter custodire qui la testimonianza di un artista «vissùo cussì, l’anema al vento».
Claudio Baroni
Ed eccoci arrivati all'ultima foto dell’Album omaggio a Dessanti. Le precedenti sono servite,osservando lo studio dell’Artista , coadiuvato anche dai racconti della figlia Gabriella che ringrazio, a capire meglio il lato umano dell’Artista. Anche quest'ultima è un riassunto emblematico di Cesco Dessanti uomo,pittore e poeta.
Dopo la sua scomparsa,in quest’ultima foto, il punto di osservazione si inverte.
Richiamandomi questa volta alla forma poetica del Marin “E son vissùo cussì,l’anema al vento” ho cercato di rappresentare lo studio non più prigione ed un luminosissimo cielo dove ormai “veramente libera “si muove la sua anima al vento.
Mi piace pensare che la sua amatissima gatta Bice (seduta sulla sua dondola),forte del suo istinto felino, avverta tutto ciò.
The Giornale di Brescia of 03.04.2015
Cesco Dessanti painter and poet "The soul to the wind "
He died in Rome, had 89 years. Istrian exile, lived in Chiari in the 50s
He left last week, as he had lived. Secluded, reserved, shy and with some bit of roughness to protect the innate sweetness of spirit. Cesco Dessanti had reached the threshold of 89 years - he was born in Rovinj, Italian then, in 1926 - with intact the rich burden of creativity and sensitivity. True to its Venetian-Slavic origin enriched by the many harbors that life has reserved: Trieste and Chiari, Piacenza and Verona, Naples and the Marches; and Rome, where she lived for over half a century. "And so I grew up, the soul in crooked» Biagio Marin wrote in his journey. "And I lived so, the soul to the wind," he added as a poet. Same thing could be said of Cesco Dessanti, his friend always, that no accident those verses of Marin has explained a valuable anthology, one copy with a hundred poems accompanied by colored ink drawings, now in the Grade Studies Center . He was born in Rovinj, Cesco Dessanti, and spent childhood and adolescence in those lands devastated by war. He moved to Zagreb in '45 to follow the lessons of the painter Marino Tartaglia. It ended almost immediately in prison: he was adhering to a left that he could not appeal to Tito and his companions. Its history also speaks Giampaolo Pansa in the novel "Prisoners of Silence." Others died in those camps, he was left free. But he was also forced to leave Yugoslavia. He repaired in Chiari, where in the old barracks of the Lupi di Toscana had already found shelter a refugee communities from Istria and Dalmatia. It was November and del'52 Cesco Dessanti found the house with her sister and brother. It was a period of creative vitality strong and interesting. The works by youth and cool season, along with other representative of his artistic career, were on display in the Foundation Morcelli- Repossi between May and June of 1998 and were then donated, a token of esteem and friendship, cultural institution clarense. After a few years of the capital. In Rome, Cesco Dessanti finds the artistic climate conducive to its full manifestation. In 1959 he exhibited at the VIII Biennial. It will be the first in a series of public appearances that includes exhibitions in Milan, Florence, Naples ... In Brescia exhibited at the Galleria Schreiber in 1971. Then Bergamo, Trieste, Vicenza, Chieti and Piacenza. He will return to his homeland only for two exhibitions: a river in '74 and in '76 in Rovinj. It has a graphic sign tormented, but also the brightness absorbed his way in his Istria. Expressionism is its trend. The crucial moments of human existence are his themes. A happy season will dedicate to paint and draw on ancient maps, notarial documents penned by hand and so found new life. Often crosses ink and brushes to illustrate the verses of poets: Biagio Marin, Eugenio Montale, Garcia Lorca. And he writes short poems and lightning appeared in collections of poetry. Chiari Cesco Dessanti maintained constant contact: had relatives and trustworthy friends, those who now mourn him and remember him, hoping to keep here the testimony of an artist "And I lived so, the soul to the wind."
Claudio Baroni
And here we are at the last photo Album tribute to Dessanti. The above are served, noting the study of the artist, he helped also by the stories of Gabriella daughter whom I thank, to better understand the human side of the Artist. The last photo is a emblematic summary of Cesco Dessanti man, painter and poet.
After his death, in this last picture, the observation point is reversed.
Recalling this time the poetic form of Marin "And I am vissùo cuss, the wind anema" I tried to represent the study no longer prison and a bright sky where now "truly free" moves its wind soul.
I like to think that his beloved cat Bice (sitting on his chair), building on its feline instinct, experience everything.
Note the valley fold on the sign.
Always end up with leftover black kami in my packets. I suppose I should be folding penguins with it, but I don't know where the diagrams went to.
All team credits
photography & editing: Soumya Benkacem
producer: G.Paolo Sperotto
model: Anna Dal Maso
make-up artists: Giulia Marzaro & Valentina Carollo
assistant: Erica Morbin
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Out of service: 1-4-2021
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