George Grosz, Cain or Hitler in Hell, 1944 General, your tank is a powerful vehicle.It smashes down forests and crushes a hundred men.But it has one defect:it needs a driver.General, your bomber is powerful.It flies faster than a storm and carries more than an elephant.But it has one defect:it needs a mechanic.General, man is very …
Bertolt Brecht – Generale, il tuo carro armato / General, your tank Read More »
Aron Wiesenfeld, Rain, c.2007 My love has told me that he needs me. That’s why I take good care of myself watch out where I’m going and fear that any drop of rain might kill me. Quello che amomi ha dettoche ha bisogno di me.Per questoho cura di me stessoguardo dove cammino etemo che ogni goccia di pioggiami possa uccidere. Go back …
Georges de La Tour, Magdalene with the smoking flame, 1640 Some are in darknessand others are in light We see those in light those in darkness, we do not see. Perché alcuni sono nell’oscuritàaltri sono nella lucee si vedono quelli nella lucenon si vedono quelli nell’ oscurità. Go back to album – B. Brecht
Norman Rockwell, The american way, 1944 The war which is comingis not the first one. There wereother wars before it.When the last one came to an endthere were conquerors and conquered.Among the conquered the common peoplestarved. Among the conquerorsthe common people starved too. La guerra che verrànon é la prima. Primaci sono state altre guerre.Alla …
Bertolt Brecht – La guerra che verrà / The war which is coming Read More »
Felix Nussbaum, The damned, 1943 (In the dark times, will there also be singing? Yes, there will be singing – about the dark times.) Once more they’re saying a great age will dawn (Anna, don’t cry) We’ve still got something to pawn. Glory’s back in the air (Anna, don’t cry) I’ve looked in the larder; …
Bertolt Brecht – Canto Tedesco / German Song, 1937 Read More »
Gustave Moreau, Pasipahe and the bull, 1880 ca I have never loved you so much, ma soeur As when I left you in that evening’s red. The forest swallowed me, the blue forest, ma soeur Over which the pale stars in the west always stood. I laughed not a little, not at all, ma soeur …
Bertolt Brecht – Non ti ho mai amata tanto, ma soeur / I have never loved you so much Read More »
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