8/30/10

CLOUDS

"I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die."
from the poem "The Cloud" by Percy Bysshe Shelley
How many times did you find yourself looking at the clouds and ending thinking about something deep and far away from your present moment?
Under your porch,lying in a hammock, even better lying on the grass lawn or in the middle of a wheat field.
How many times did you look at the clouds trying to recognize a shape?
Today it's not a day for swimming, it's a good day for surfers, and the clouds are running fast. So I decided after my walk to make windchimes to capture all those nice eye glimpses.

Here is what I came up with:

My eco friendly dreaming CLOUDS Windchimes
http://www.etsy.com/listing/55065675/clouds-eco-friendly-windchimes 





After I finished I wanted to go lying on the hammock under the big fig tree to read a good book.
I wish I had "Mindful living" or, just forsake of a cloudy title the italian "Quando bevi tè, stai bevendo nuvole" , both from Thich Nhat Hanh.

Ever heard of Masaru Emoto?
It's said that he is able to erase a cloud from the sky moving his hand. More interesting is how a water crystallizes in a different way depending on the immediate surrounding...ohohoh,isn't our body made by 70% water content? We should take care of that immediatly.

And there is "Le nuvole" from Fabrizio De Andrè, in italian..and I found the english translation..


So here I go with the images that comes to me thinking of clouds. 

Architecture:
First of all I think of Massimiliano Fuksas and how he closed a cloud inside a building...amazing,can't wait to see it from real in Rome!
M.Fuksas sketches
"The idea came to me in a very special moment. I was at the seaside; a group of clouds were being blown quickly across the sky by a strong wind. As I looked to the clouds I remembered a dream I had had, which involved constructing a building that had no crystallized form at all." M.Fuksas

About design now...
The Bouroullec Clouds for Kvadrat
 Cloud lamp, BELUX, designed by Frank O. Gehry

Bits of art:
 
One of my all time favorite art installation, the Silver Cloud by Andy Wharol.
Dreaming to make my big glassy cloud one day, at the present time 
I enjoy looking at something made when I was born

1966, Leo Castelli art gallery

Antonio Joli

The False Mirror René Magritte, 1928


Some Etsy interesting clouds:

 I just adore Carambatack!

Come fly with me -print
http://www.etsy.com/listing/54698700/brilliant-stormcloud-natures-beauty
A little stormcloud 
by The whippoorwill
Brilliant Stormcloud - Natures Beauty
http://www.etsy.com/listing/54698700/brilliant-stormcloud-natures-beauty

Earrings!!
Summer rain earrings
http://www.etsy.com/listing/54551140/summer-rain-earrings


And a sweet dreams pillow 
by Robin and Mould's
Hand Screen Printed Dream Big Cushion in Teal
http://www.etsy.com/listing/53624205/hand-screen-printed-dream-big-cushion-in
And a photo that gives a nice explanation
by Madelyn Mulvaney aka Couragemylove
where everything is waiting
http://www.etsy.com/listing/40588528/where-everything-is-waiting

 And...my photos


Le nuvole - Fabrizio De Andrè


LE NUVOLE
Vanno
vengono
ogni tanto si fermano
e quando si fermano
sono nere come il corvo
sembra che ti guardano con malocchio
Certe volte sono bianche
e corrono
e prendono la forma dell’airone
o della pecora
o di qualche altra bestia
ma questo lo vedono meglio i bambini
che giocano a corrergli dietro per tanti metri
Certe volte ti avvisano con rumore
prima di arrivare
e la terra si trema
e gli animali si stanno zitti
Vanno
vengono
ritornano
e magari si fermano tanti giorni
che non vedi più il sole e le stelle
e ti sembra di non conoscere più
il posto dove stai
Vanno
vengono
per una vera
mille sono finte
e si mettono li tra noi e il cielo
per lasciarci soltanto una voglia di pioggia.
© Fabrizio De Andrè.
THE CLOUDS
a song by Fabrizio De Andrè

Translated from Italian by Enrico Pelos
They go
they come
sometimes they stop
and when they stop
they are as black as the raven
it seems they look at you with evil eye
Some time they are white
and run
and take the heron shape
or the sheep shape
or some other animal
but this is seen better by the children
who play running after them for so long
Some time they advise you with noise
before coming
and the ground trembles
and the animals become quiet
They go
they come
they come back
and they will even stop for so many days
that you do not see the sun and the stars anymore
and it looks like you do not know
the place where you stay
They go
they come
for a true cloud
thousands appear faking
and they remain between us and the sky
to leave us only a desire for rain
Translation © Enrico Pelos