Sanat Mozaik

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Ingiliz aktor, sarkici, komedyen, televizyon yazari, yapimci ve sunucu James Kimberley Corden'in dogum gunu (22 Agustos 1978)

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Filipinli Kubist ressam Vicente Silva Manansala'nin olum yildonumu (22 Agustos 1981)

Fish Vendors, 1971




Mangangalakal (Traders , 1980)

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Turk sair Turgut Uyar’in olum yildonumu (22 Agustos 1985)



Tell me to whom now it belongs this apple that I peel with care
You know that all I do with care now belongs to you
A man on his way to the water let's say should he tilt his shoulder
The sun, the water and the tilt of his shoulder all belong to you
You stand up, you befit your name, and you're right
The world that darkens as you know frequently belongs to you
The darkening world is an ember of fire for a new rose
The noble darkness left over from a fire's ember belongs to you
You took a past with experiments, you came and painted the new well
I know it you should know it too the first illumination belongs to you
The water that I love is the real brother of your water
The powers abandoned by your water now belong to you
Because you hold like a weapon everything that you hold
The whistle that holds everything like a warning belongs to you
It's all yours O eternal-giver whatever exists like life
Don't hold your breath, expand, the core and the shell belong to you
O the most beautiful view of a waterfall pouring over the flowers
My love, my infinity, whatever exists
and does not exist in this world all belong to you.

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Stephen King'in The Body isimli kisa romanindan uyarlanan, Rob Reiner’in yonettigi, Wil Wheaton, River Phoenix ve Corey Feldman’in rol aldigi macera-drama Benimle Kal (Stand by Me) 22 Agustos 1986’da 745 sinema salonunda vizyona girdi.



“Sonradan edindigim arkadaslar 12 yasindaki dostlarim gibi olmadi hic. Hep boyle olmaz mi zaten? / Non ho mai più avuto amici come quelli che avevo a 12 anni. Gesù, ma chi li ha? / Nunca tuve amigos como los que tuve cuando tenia 12 años, ¿Dios, acaso alguien más los tuvo una vez?”

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Italyan ressam Dino Caponi'nin olum yildonumu (22 Agustos 2000)

La Casaccia, 1950




Fiori, 1961

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Norvecli Ekspresyonist ressam Edvard Munch'un Ciglik (L'Urlo - Skrik - Scream, 1910 versiyonu) ve Madonna tablolari 22 Agustos 2004’de Oslo, Munch Muzesi’nden silah zoruyla calindi.

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Amerikali kisa oyku yazari, sair, ogretmen ve politik eylemci Grace Paley’in olum yildonumu (22 Agustos 2007)

“Zavalli ihtiyar annem, bogazina benden kocaman bir parca dugumlenmis halde, gozu arkada gitti obur tarafa. O sirada askerdeydim ama anladigima gore son sozleri su olmus: "Freddy'yi Eleanor Farbstein ile tanistirin." Kadindaki curete bakin hele. Beni bir mal gibi vasiyetine eklemis resmen. Kiz kardesimi asker tirasli o reklam yazarina, o gastronomi uzmanina birakmis. Babami teyzelerin merhametine terk etmis. Sira bana gelince, ki guya onun en kiymetli varligi, gonlunun buzdolabindaki en iyi et parcasiydim, tutmus beni de Ellen Farbstein'a birakmis.” Insana Hic Rahat Yok Kendinden



“My poor old mother died with a sizeable chunk of me stuck in her gullet. I was in the army at the time, but I understand her last words were: "Introduce Freddy to Eleanor Farbstein." Consider the nerve of that woman. Including me in a codicil. She left my sister to that ad man and culinary expert with a crew cut. She left my father to the commiseration of aunts, while me, her prize possession and the best piece of meat in the freezer of her heart, she left to Ellen Farbstein. “



“Vucudunun bolumleri, ister gorunur, ister ortulu olsun, gozu oksuyordu. Cocuklugun ve ihtiyarligin butun abartili kemikleri, genc kizligin sicacik ahenginde uykuya dalmisti.”



“Her parts, visible or wrapped, were tooled for display. All the exaggerated bones of childhood and old age were bedded down in a cozy consistency of girl.”



“Sen ne yaparsan yap, hayat durmaz. Ancak bir iki dakika oturup bir dus gorur.”

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La tua voce viene a me per prima
Se non c’è via d’uscita penso solo a te
Bella e gioiosa spiga matura
Poi arrivano giorni di sabato
Poi arrivano cieli a liberarmi
Se solo piovesse su noi due
L’avrò detto quaranta volte, lo ripeto
In guerra e in pace, sulla terra o fra le onde
Nella cattiva o nella buona sorte
Il tempo mio e il tuo sono così distanti.
Ci siamo mai tenuti le mani?
Non una lacrima verseremmo alla fame
Tranquillo, come accarezzato da una colomba
Se tu mi sei accanto, lo voglia o no
Eccoci in larghe piazze nei pomeriggi
Tre mari uno sull’altro, tre volte platani.
Se tu mi sei accanto, lo voglia o no
Ecco venirmi alla mente ruscelli lontani.
Non che a volte non ricordi
Il calore di donne straniere
Ma lo sa dio, a che serve nasconderlo
è con te che voglio invecchiare…