Showing posts with label coeur. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coeur. Show all posts

Pray for Belgium


Spread love, not bombs.
End terror.

Lovers walking and waiting for their love to bloom (if you wish, you can view some details here). Made for "Art Official Concept", an art gallery based in Cape Verde (Western Africa).

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Made for "Art Official Concept", an art gallery based in Cape Verde (Western Africa).

I intended to represent a mermaid attracting several persons with her love (please see some closer details below)... See the whole Pencil Vs Camera Album.

More facts: The Republic of Cape Verde is an island country, spanning an archipelago of 10 volcanic islands located in the central Atlantic Ocean, 570 kilometres off the coast of Western Africa. The islands, covering a combined area of slightly over 4,000 square kilometres. The previously uninhabited islands were discovered and colonized by the Portuguese in the 15th Century, and became an important location in the Atlantic slave trade due to their geographically advantageous position. The islands' prosperity often attracted pirates including Sir Francis Drake, who twice sacked the (then) capital Ribeira Grande, in the 1580s. The islands were also visited by Charles Darwin's expedition in 1832.

Cape Verde has a rich cultural heritage influenced by continents like Africa, South America and Europe. This heritage is reflected in the country's literature, poetry, cuisine, its dance and its famous national song, the Morna, represented worldwide by the famous Cesária Évora.

Some random details:

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Ants carrying heart shaped leaves... :) ♥

I recently took this pic in a park in Brussels and I also made
the rough drawing on a small piece of folded paper...
Please, see the whole "Pencil Vs Camera" album

(The above photo has been shot with the Samsung NX10)

Sketch - Love Theme
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Just in Love
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Mathieu Chedid
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Mathieu Chedid (also known as -M-) is a French rock singer-songwriter and also an accomplished guitar player.

Mathieu Chedid is of Lebanese descent through his paternal grandmother. He is the son of French singer Louis Chedid, and the grandson of the Egyptian-born French writer and poetess of Lebanese descent Andrée Chedid who has written lyrics for him.

Chedid took an interest in music at an early age, notably with Julien Voulzy and Pierre Souchon, the sons of Laurent Voulzy and Alain Souchon. Together they formed a few short-lasting groups such as Mat Mat (Checkmate Checkmate), Les bébés fous (The crazy babies) or Les poissons rouges (The "red fish," a French phrase equivalent to the English "goldfish"). In order to jump-start his career, he didn't hesitate to collaborate with a number of artists, both on stage and on his albums. He has collaborated with NTM, Sinclair and Billy ze Kick. He also performed a duet with his father entitled T'as beau pas être beau in 1978, and has played as the opening act for Texas concerts. Recently, he has collaborated with Sean Lennon on the song "L'éclipse," which is a French remake of Lennon's song "Parachute." Chedid contributed vocals, lyrics and instrumentals.

Chedid performs and records under the stage name -M-. As a character, -M- is noted for having a mysterious nature, which he emphasizes by wearing flamboyant clothes, and styling his hair into the shape of an M. This character is the dominating motif in his live performances, music videos, and album art. The vivid and often whimsical imagery they use often relates to the themes of love, and the letter M. The name itself comes from Chedid's first initial, but it is also identical in pronunciation to the French word "aime".

--> Official website: qui2nous2.com
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Flower of Waiting
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© 2009 - Ben Heine
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Love's a Feeling
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By Peter S. Quinn

Love's a feeling that everywhere should go,
Burn on like the stars in fiery dark skies;
Flower of waiting - surely must some time know,
Everything there is because truth has no lies.

Love in the heart is like song of the moods,
Measure for each measure so deeply with root;
Takes nothing because of its high altitudes,
Just like a bird or a tree with its breadfruit.

Passions of much hidden meaning as well,
The heart that is throbbing and still awaiting:
With a key you can't see or even touch;

Each part and realm the future can't foretell,
Nothing in there is made of reason debating:
Only what you give yourself - and as much.
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Give a Heart
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Give a Heart


By Peter S. Quinn

Give a heart to your love
There’s always something there
Like drifting clouds above
Feelings to go everywhere
Summer dreams that go by
Or winter tales in mist
Spring’s forever blue sky
Autumn colors tinctured twist

You know you have it all
Inside where your beat goes
And from there will call
When roots of passion grows
For love is like a green tree
Leaves that shiver in the breeze
And from the inside will see
How kindness always frees

You have so much to give
Or take for what you’ll need
Each goal an example to live
And thus how love should lead
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Carrying Your Heart With Me
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I Carry Your Heart With Me

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By e.e. cummings

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

(poem's source : judithpordon.tripod.com)


Danger of Love
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Love is a Sickness
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By Samuel Daniel (*)

Love is a sickness full of woes,
All remedies refusing;
A plant that with most cutting grows,
Most barren with best using.
Why so?

More we enjoy it, more it dies;
If not enjoy'd, it sighing cries--
Heigh ho!

Love is a torment of the mind,
A tempest everlasting;
And Jove hath made it of a kind
Not well, nor full nor fasting.
Why so?

More we enjoy it, more it dies;
If not enjoy'd, it sighing cries--
Heigh ho!

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(*) Samuel Daniel (1562 – October 14, 1619) was an English poet and historian. Daniel was born near Taunton in Somerset, the son of a music-master. He was the brother of John Daniel. Their sister Rosa was Edmund Spenser's model for Rosalind in his The Shepherd's Calendar; she eventually married John Florio. In 1579, Daniel was admitted to Magdalen Hall (now known as Hertford College) at Oxford University, where he remained for about three years and afterwards devoted himself to the study of poetry and philosophy. A "Samuel Daniel" is recorded in 1586 as being the servant of Edward Stafford, the Baron of Stafford and the English ambassador in France. This is probably the same person as the poet. >>> More

--> The poem appeared on poetry.com

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Be Protected
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Sex Without Love
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By Sharon Olds

How do they do it, the ones who make love
without love? Beautiful as dancers,
gliding over each other like ice-skaters
over the ice, fingers hooked
inside each other's bodies, faces
red as steak, wine, wet as the
children at birth whose mothers are going to
give them away. How do they come to the
come to the come to the God come to the
still waters, and not love
the one who came there with them, light
rising slowly as steam off their joined
skin? These are the true religious,
the purists, the pros, the ones who will not
accept a false Messiah, love the
priest instead of the God. They do not
mistake the lover for their own pleasure,
they are like great runners: they know they are alone
with the road surface, the cold, the wind,
the fit of their shoes, their over-all cardio-
vascular health--just factors, like the partner
in the bed, and not the truth, which is the
single body alone in the universe
against its own best time.

(The poem appeared on
famouspoetsandpoems.com)

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I Love You
And I Hate You
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© 2008 - Ben Heine
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I Do Not Love You
Except Because I Love You

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By Pablo Neruda

I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.

In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.

(The poem appeared on Plagiarist.com/poetry)

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