FOR ADULT EYES ONLY

This slideshow depicts a disturbing visionof the human being.

If any possible viewer might find itoffensive, then I apologise.

I really do not intend to hurtanybody’s feelings.

J. M.

Michel Foucault is indeed the thinker for our time: thedominant social and productive system furtively

organizes our lives, making us to believe there is nooppression, but only “rational” necessities

– Contardo Calligaris, psychiatrist

Extract from his article “It’s forbiden to travel”,

published by Folha de São Paulo,03.13.2008.

Utopia lies at the horizon.When I draw nearer by two steps, it retreats two steps.If I proceed ten steps forward, it swiftly slips ten ahead.

No matter how far I go, I can never reach it.What, then, is the purpose of utopia?

It is to cause us to advance.

Eduardo Galeano, writter̶

NO,

MY HEART CAN NO MORE

LIVE THIS WAY, LACERATED

ENSLAVED BY AN ILLUSION THAT IS ONLY

DELUSION

AH,

DON’T BE LIFE THIS WAY FOREVER

LIKE A DESPERATE MOONLIGHT

SPRINKLING MELANCHOLY ON ME

POETRY ON ME

GO, SAD SONG

LEAVE MY CHEST AND SOW THE EMOTION

THAT CRIES INSIDE MY

HEART

HEART

Photographies MISHA GORDINFrom internet

MusicTheme MODINHA written by TOM VINÍCIUSVoice ALAÍDE COSTAPiano JOÃO CARLOS ASSIS BRASIL

Title Ending credits THE BEAUTY OF GRAY Live