Ernesto “Che” Guevara at Algiers airport with Ahmed Ben Bella, a socialist revolutionary who later became the first president of Algeria, 1964

"Lo avrai
camerata Kesselring
il monumento che pretendi da noi italiani
ma con che pietra si costruirà
a deciderlo tocca a noi.
Non coi sassi affumicati
dei borghi inermi straziati dal tuo sterminio
non colla terra dei cimiteri
dove i nostri compagni giovinetti
riposano in serenità
non colla neve inviolata delle montagne
che per due inverni ti sfidarono
non colla primavera di queste valli
che ti videro fuggire.
Ma soltanto col silenzio dei torturati
Più duro d’ogni macigno
soltanto con la roccia di questo patto
giurato fra uomini liberi
che volontari si adunarono
per dignità e non per odio
decisi a riscattare
la vergogna e il terrore del mondo.
Su queste strade se vorrai tornare
ai nostri posti ci ritroverai
morti e vivi collo stesso impegno
popolo serrato intorno al monumento
che si chiama
ora e sempre
RESISTENZA"

Piero Calamandrei, Lo avrai, camerata Kesselring…

butisitartphoto:

an old picture of one of the many creepy cherub sculptures at BAM

red-lipstick:

Stewart Jones (Canadian) - 1: Ste. Bazeille #1, 2006   2:  Morning Comes, 2012  3: Cuba Street  4: Havana Revisited  5: Cuba, Havana Alley  6: Wedge Blanc, 2013     Paintings: Oil on Canvas

by Federico Fellini

(Source: zaza-g, via somearebornto-endlessnight)

A crowd of people marching to support the election of Salvador Allende for president in Santiago, Chile

babeimgonnaleaveu:

Woodstock, 1969.

"They went to a psychedelic pasture to listen to their music, to be with people who dressed like them and played like them. There was a shared bond on a cosmic scale, and their elders marveled that all these kids could be in one place for three days without violence or mayhem, despite pitifully inadequate facilities and food supplies, and despite rains that fell so long and hard they would have drowned any other party. The lesson was simple: These long-haired, antiwar bra-burners and boys with beads had created a field of dreams, and perhaps from it would rise something bright and beautiful for the future."

(via shifty-eyes-shady)

Canzoniere delle Lame (1967-1987)

red-lipstick:

Frans van Tartwijk (b. 1963, Netherlands) - Encore, 2013    Paintings: Acrylics, Watercolors and Oil Pastels on Paper

mistymorningme:

Telluride Wildflowers © PacificKlaus

(via rivile)

Andrea Andreen speaks at an international women’s Congress

jacques-audiard:

La Dolce Vita (1960)

(via frammentidimare)

"

Who built Thebes of the 7 gates?
In the books you will read the names of kings.
Did the kings haul up the lumps of rock?

And Babylon, many times demolished,
Who raised it up so many times?

In what houses of gold glittering Lima did its builders live?
Where, the evening that the Great Wall of China was finished, did the masons go?

Great Rome is full of triumphal arches.
Who erected them?

Over whom did the Caesars triumph?
Had Byzantium, much praised in song, only palaces for its inhabitants?

Even in fabled Atlantis, the night that the ocean engulfed it,
The drowning still cried out for their slaves.

The young Alexander conquered India.
Was he alone?

Caesar defeated the Gauls.
Did he not even have a cook with him?

Philip of Spain wept when his armada went down.
Was he the only one to weep?

Frederick the 2nd won the 7 Years War.
Who else won it?

Every page a victory.
Who cooked the feast for the victors?

Every 10 years a great man.
Who paid the bill?

So many reports.

So many questions.

"

Bertolt Brecht, Questions from a worker who reads [Fragen eines lesenden Arbeiters]

artisticnagia:

Marina Abramović

In nude with skeleton. Through this process, Marina gains understanding of the process of death. This is about “Facing your own mortality” as Abramovic explains, fear of pain and fear of dying. Being close to your skeleton, you are confronting your fear.

(via space-doodoopistolz)

The Dillinger Escape Plan live in Paris, 10/02/2010