The Poetic Cinema of Andrei Tarkovsky

The Poetic Cinema of Andrei Tarkovsky

“It is obvious that art cannot teach anyone anything, since in four thousand years humanity has learnt nothing at all. We should long ago have become angels had we been capable of paying attention to the experience of art, and allowing ourselves to be changed in accordance with the ideals it expresses. Art only has […]

Lisboa, bom dia (or Heart with no coat)

Lisboa, bom dia (or Heart with no coat)

Some wind was blowing, Fernando. Those frequent april rains have piped down for an instance and your city smelled of dusk and ocean’s vestibule. It is easy to get lost in Alfama. In crowd by day, through winding streets, flowers, restaurants. In secrets, by evening. You start following the sound of tram and wander off […]