Friday, February 29, 2008

One Rat Short

leap year and the one of the rat, a touching movie for this day.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

little elves

little elves

João and i at grandparents’ house
- Várzea de Sintra, summer 1955 -

do you remember ??? i loved to play boys’ games and i had already my foot in the air, ready to take action and fly ;-))))))))))))))))

i was 2 and a half year old and you, let me count .... 4.

that’s coooooool !!!!!

Monday, February 25, 2008

Life's splendor forever lies in wait about each one of us in all its fullness, but veiled from view, deep down, invisible, far off. It is there, though, not hostile, not reluctant, not deaf. If you summon it by the right word, by its right name, it will come.

- Franz Kafka -

Sunday, February 24, 2008

nite


My Free Sunday
Originally uploaded by
jimeli1
i love this self very much ....
magic nite, brother !!!!

from James

we need urgently some colors here ....
you made it with me, see ???
i guess we will be together soon.
miss and love youuuuuuu, little brother James !!!

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Malcolm X





















image source

If you're not ready to die for it, take the word "freedom" out
of your vocabulary.
- Malcolm X -
19 May 1925 - 21 Feb. 1965

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Vovós

avó Idalina
grandma Idalina, Mom’s mom (1895 - 1971)

Avó Idalina was very obstinate and dreamer with a golden heart.
she taught me the spiritual and resistance way ....


i remember till today the story of the white horse, the one which passes in front of our door just once and if we don’t catch him right then we will never see him again.
this white horse is life and freedom !!! and opportunity, i guess.

avô Zé Pedro
grandpa Zé Pedro, Mom's dad (1888 - 1976)

Avô Zé Pedro was very tender and a caring watcher always there to support me, almost all time in silence, he had an amazing gift, he knew in advance when i was feeling blue and i runned to hide in his open arms, safe at last ....

he taught me to see the world, to never lie and that silence sometimes is better than words, because words can lie too ....

i grew up with them since i was 1 year and a half till my 14 years old.
we lived in lisbon downtown, Grandparents, Mom, João and i,

in R. Garrett, n. 17.

I love you, Vovós !!!!!


© luisa brehm

Sunday, February 17, 2008

in love

in love

Né and Toni still dating, yesss, my parents ....
photo taken by grandpa Hanns in 1948


love is a night butterfly, it burns and dies ....

© luisa brehm

Friday, February 15, 2008

The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars, and in the middle, you see the blue center-light pop, and everybody goes ahh...

- Jack Kerouac -
from On the Road

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Sunday, February 10, 2008

my little prince

my little prince

my brother João flying to cosmos in his paintings .....
if i could i would make a path of stars for you, in the middle of gentle breezes and hurricanes.
and we would sit right on top of the rainbow.

love you sooooooo much, my little prince !!!!

i’m laughing now, this is your first photo in the net, right ???
well, there is always a first time ;-))))))))))))))


look what i found
João Brehm

© luisa brehm

Friday, February 08, 2008

Nebraska court bans the electric chair
Court: Nebraska Electric Chair Not Legal

check out these articles from CNN and The Washington Post

electric chair was, till today, the sole method of execution in Nebraska.

Thursday, February 07, 2008

love me



i found this adorable little mouse to celebrate the chinese new year but, seen i’m tooooo busy and not inspired at all these last days, i decided to play with it ;-))))))))))))))



ohhhhhhh gosh, Toni, i’m not a bunny,
don’t eat me now, pleaaaaaaaaaaase !!!!

happyyyyyyyy new year of the Rat !!!!!

Sunday, February 03, 2008

doll face

Saturday, February 02, 2008

reverie

reverie
© luisa brehm

Friday, February 01, 2008

Redeem the time.
Redeem the unread vision in the higher dream...

- T. S. Eliot -

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