Monday, May 31, 2010

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Roma, città stratificata che per conservarsi nella crisi del tempo progetta il minimo intervento su se stessa, aspira ad uno spazio sempre più metaforico e sempre meno fisico. Mentre la speculazione edilizia consuma un territorio che va scomparendo, la città storica di difende dall'architettura contemporanea dietro alle ragioni della appropriatezza dell'intervento al contesto storico e urbano. Ma se in un orizzonte tradizionale questo atteggiamento scivola facilmente verso un immobilismo che rifiuta soprattutto l'ingombro fisico del nuovo, quale luogo migliore per oltrepassare questa dimensione e progettare una città dell'informazione, that it does not occupy space or time. Go to the video
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The tram as an urban corridor in perpetual motion, self-maintained through the piezoelectric technology. A constant background level, but deep ethereal, multi-vehicle systems that multiply the meaning. In a city that functions as a Cartesian grid, the apparent path of the tram is closed and static results with a new parametric logic. E 'can imagine that as a one-dimensional space, a curve parameterized che si fa essa stessa sistema di riferimento, in cui il punto non è descritto dal sistema globale, ma in relazione al suo movimento. Ora, in questa griglia, le fermate dell'autobus non sarebbero che punti descritti da coppie di coordinate cartesiane, nei quali il tram è costretto a fermarsi. Ed è qui che i sistemi si contraddicono. Ma se ci si spostasse all'interno del sistema-curva-tram? Se le fermate fossero punti che si muovono con il sistema? Fermate mobili che trasformano l'intero percorso in una continua fermata e in un' unico viaggio insieme? Il tram quasi come un grande nastro trasportatore di persone, altri mezzi di trasporto, e delle sue fermate stesse.
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Saturday, May 29, 2010

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Friday, May 28, 2010

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Thursday, May 27, 2010

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Wednesday, May 26, 2010

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Tuesday, May 25, 2010

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ll Povero Gondoliere

This story was written by Peter

Marco Leoni was born in 1653 AD by Piero Leoni (wealthy merchant of Venice) with the ambition to become a gondolier, against the wishes of his father, who wanted to become Marco merchant. But he objected when his father threatened to deny the legacy, but Mark always answered in a way: "I want to become a gondolier starting a family and earning a living: I do not need your money. "
When he was twenty he had no money to buy the gondola, they asked the father, but he gave them to him.
One day the mother of Mark, however, secretly gave money to his father Mark. When Peter learned of his wife strangled and then repent and commit suicide without leaving a penny to his son.
Marco was now an orphan with just enough money to buy a house and a gondola.
the age of 21 years but was working and earning quite well and met a beautiful girl, already being courted by a wealthy noble named Rosanna, Rose said.
between the two was born, but Rose had a great love make a choice: follow her heart and go to Mark, or business and go to Jordan, the rich nobleman who was courting. Later, there was a competition between gondoliers in which Mark won. He had so much fame in a short and very often, was chosen as the gondolier by the rich and noble, at times by appointment.
Rosa so he chose to live with Mark and had a long happy life in a sad autumn afternoon in October, after the mark was twenty-five, Jordan, the rich nobleman hired a thief to rob the family of all possible Leoni.
The robber managed to steal almost everything and now the family Leoni was in crisis, sold everything that was unnecessary for them though their loved one, you ate five days a week, and Mark helped at home, as well as working as a gondolier.
Unfortunately with each passing day, it was not so much required for his job because he lost his next race among gondoliers, so the wages are lowered while the prices of food rose.
Then came one day, sad and beautiful, tragic but beautiful: Rose was pregnant.
From an economic standpoint it was an untenable situation, but they were very happy to become parents.
Rosa Marco Rosa and decided together that their future son, Charles, would have gone to live with Jordan, for economic reasons, and they believe the rich nobleman who was his son.
Giordano then asked Mark, out of pure malice to work as a servant at home. To see her and still loved his ex-wife (now married to Jordan), but she said no, because this proposal went against the moral principles get to the bottom for better or for worse with the choice he had as a young man, do gondolier, although this would entail sacrifice. So Marco lived until his death alone and poor, he saw his son go to school every day and cried all the way but went ahead and died, alone and poor, this was his sacrifice for having realized his dream.
"Hello," said Charles "Hello," said Marco, "He takes me to San Marco?" "Sure." These were the only
The two exchanged words.

Monday, May 24, 2010

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Saturday, May 22, 2010

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This small story has participated to the project of writing a more hands, organized by the literary workshop Post42


I know nothing about trees. As of flowers. I do not know when you eat oranges, or when it's time for peaches. The plant kingdom for me is largely unexplored. For example, the fig tree seems solid, with those big gnarled branches. Instead, it is surprisingly fragile.
Oak is strong, I know. It is said: "Solid as an oak." The problem is that I would never recognize it, an oak tree. Even if we were going to crash into. Able to think it is a willow, un pioppo, una betulla, invece è proprio una quercia.
Per questo, buon uomo, lei che è sicuramente più pratico di me, saprebbe dirmi se è una quercia questo grande albero dall'apparenza così solida? Affermativo. E quindi posso fidarmi del fatto che la sostanza, in questo caso, corrisponda in toto all'apparenza, non è vero? Suvvia, non mi guardi così. Ora la ringrazio, può proseguire la sua passeggiata.
Andato. Non ho bisogno d'altro. Non so distinguere un cipresso da un banano, ma una corda bella resistente la so riconoscere, eccome.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

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Wednesday, May 19, 2010

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Saturday, May 15, 2010

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Il filo di mais

Questo blog nasce grazie alla mia naturale manualità, di realizzare articoli di oggettistica, tipo animaletti, fiori, personaggi dei cartoni animati, bambole ecc... ecc... ecc...

Uso principalmente la pasta al mais-ceramica: oggetti realizzati e dipinti a mano.
Creazioni in stoffa, lavori di sartoria.

Chiara


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Thursday, May 13, 2010

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Un nuovo Socrate

Recenti studi sul giovane Socrate ce lo ripresentano in una luce tutt’affatto diversa da quella tramandataci dalla storiografia traditional.
Cherefonte His good friend, best known for the famous question of Pythias, the brilliant Athenian philosopher known since the time of his childhood and early adolescence.
In a text recently discovered and attributed unambiguously precisely to Cherefonte,
he tells first-hand the moment when he had first to emerge from the judgment longer seen as the foundation and the entire lintel Socratic thought.
Cherefonte tells Socrates that, little more than a child, was then at school, in the classroom in downtown Athens, which both attended.
The teacher that day he decided to do a query geometry unscheduled and therefore completely unexpected, sparking panic among the young disciples. In addition the subject was new, daring as abstruse theory known as the Pythagorean Theorem.
Proceeding in alphabetical order the relentless teacher asked Alcaeus, Anaxagoras, Anaximander, Anaximenes, Aristotle, and then Cherefonte, Democritus, Demosthenes, Heraclitus, Parmenides, Sappho, Seneca. And all, one after the other, stammering excuses to justify their incredible lack of preparation.
The usual justification of the world began: my grandmother fell out of bed and I had to accompany her to the hospital, locusts and other plagues, the periodic invasion of the Spartans or Trojans, the tsunami raised by the disastrous collapse of the Colossus of Rhodes.
The teacher did not soften, and his record is filled with zeros split.
the time came to Socrates, who was watching the carnage accomplished with absolute aplomb.
"And what have you to say, Socrates? We feel a bit '. "I called out the teacher.
In Socrates stood silently, watching the teacher and fixed eyes uttered in a firm voice:
"I do not know."
The teacher was silent a few interminable seconds, pondering the response of the young disciple, then said
"Ok, thou hast tried, but getting caught by a zero cross-section, too. Sit back, goes there. "

Monday, May 10, 2010

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Sunday, May 9, 2010