Tu t'en vas sans moi, ma vie.

El Sur, Victor Erice (1983)

Tu t'en vas sans moi, ma vie.
Tu roules.
Et moi j'attends encore de faire un pas.
Tu portes ailleurs la bataille.
Tu me désertes ainsi.
Je ne t'ai jamais suivie.
Je ne vois pas clair dans tes offres.
Le petit peu que je veux jamais tu ne l'apportes.
A cause de ce manque, j'aspire à tant.
A tant de choses, à presque l'infini...
A cause de ce peu qui manque, que jamais tu n'apportes.

Henri Michaux

Tu t'en vas sans moi, ma vie."

''without the spectator, the films would have no meaning''

"I find it hard to place myself in the history of cinema. In fact, I think I consider myself a better spectator than a director. But I realise that I have a different point of view of what a spectator is to that which producers normally take into account. For me, every spectator is a potential film-maker and, of course, without the spectator, the films would have no meaning, no reason to be. So I continue to go to films wherever I can and to vindicate my work as often as possible. But I suppose I could say that cinema has helped me to live." - Victor Erice

The Spirit of the Beehive, Victor Erice,  1973

''without the spectator, the films would have no meaning''"

Superar o tempo.

2. Estar perto.


Lembro-me de te ver aqui. Como que um reduto de outro tempo que deixei fugir.
Recordo sempre a tua cara no chão. Ver de perto com a dor de quem está longe.
Ver de Perto, Linda Martini





conversa entre Victor Erice e Antonio López
Programa "Versión Española" TVE 2 16/11/1999

3. Times are a-changing.

Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'.
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside ragin'.
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'.
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'.

Bob Dylan


4. Atentados.

Subterranean Homesick Blues, Bob Dylan, 1965

Modern Times, Chaplin, 1936


THX , George Lucas, 1971

Superar o tempo."

Superar o tempo.

1. Procurar a luz.

...Especie de diario elaborado a partir de la captatión directa de los hechos (todas las personas que aparecen en las imágenes se representan a si mismas, y lo que dicen les pertenece), El sol del membrillo trata, más bien, de buscar una relación menos evidente entre la pintura y el cine, observados ambos en lo que tienen de instrumento de capturar lo real; es decir, como formas distintas de llegar al conocimiento de una posible verdad.

A lo largo de este siglo, los pintores y los cineastas no han dejado de observarse, quizás porque han tenido, y siguen teniendo, más de un sueño en común - entre otros, capturar la luz -, pero, sobre todo, porque su trabajo obedece, como señaló André Bazin, a un mismo impulso mítico: la necesidad original de superar el tiempo mediante la perennidad de la forma; el deseo, totalmente psicológico, de reemplazar el mundo exterior por su doble...

Victor Erice

El sol del membrillo, Victor Erice, 1992

Superar o tempo."

As Abelhas

Que eu saiba, Pavese nunca escreveu sobre abelhas, mas bem podia ter escrito: 

a imagem diligente das trabalhadoras em vôo, unidas em torno do esforço comum pelo colectivo - e submissas, do nascer ao pôr da vida à sua Rainha, polinizando o campo com os grãozinhos que vão fazer a primavera nos prados bem ilustra o esforço repetido desses trabalhadores da terra que gastam a vida do corpo a fazer brotar a vida dos solos que tornam seus (mesmo que, segundo o esquema capitalista, não tenham maneira de possuir). 

''O perfume eram flores pisadas sobre pedras''

PAVESE (Trabalhar cansa)

E Agora? Lembra-me / What Now? Remind Me, Joaquim Pinto, 2013

The Spirit of the Beehive
Victor Erice, 1973




Les Ventileuses
Sylvère Petit, 2009

Honey / Bal,  Semih Kaplanoglu, 2010

As Abelhas"