Belly Punching And Vomiting

of this for me is, to be the remains of some individuals, their subtraction.

Porto

the void that left me. [Erri De Luca ° ° Not now, not here ]

Ricostruiscimi. I want to be invincible.
Annullami. Annullami and then reinventami. Get me all you want, I am nothing, they are invincible monster that there are only meat that has made her glass and this is a body that no longer makes sense and that is just broken memory under a sky heavy with nostalgia. This difficulty of living
broke my legs. Rebuild the city starting from the lies that I have thrown at him.

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But there was bad in that she does not care nor kisses nor with cocaine

And where were you. Where were you in the silence that killed me once and then a hundred.

Startedgetting Pimples On The Inside Of My Nose

Your absence is a pain I do not know.

I've never heard this.
We can not be anything in this cruel night that does not give hugs.
We could cry now, do not you think? Except that we also emptied of all residues of nostalgia.
The result is that each is just a thought for the other deformed that drags itself no recollection.
You have always been just a shadow.
But you've never been the shadow of something , mutilated simply a desire not brave enough to pierce the light and defy reality.

Hot Showers Seborrhea

gulls

© 2005 Paul Semprucci

seagulls on a small dry

at six and a quarter in the morning of July 26, 2005

taken with an objective

borrowed from

or Billi Smith,

not remember.

Blessed is he who has many friends.

sincere.

What's The Value Of My Old Soda Bottles

was like dancing on a dream ill-tamed.

There was only the restless frenzy of scattering in the lake.
become food for the wishes. Fall in love with the wind that steals the memories.
I wanted to reconstruct, in that moment I just wanted to get away from myself and be more, another subject, another body, any body, but not mine, please do any other dummy shake and devastate but my stupid flesh burning in a mad dance. Insana.
Because his memory was ill. In the silence that devoured
fears simulated awkward hugs that I have ever known, m'illudevo docezza to hear her on my skin. I lost myself in this fiction, I played with this dream too distracted and too thin, m'aggrappavo this suicide of love with the same force with which she spat me to life.
At that moment I wanted to cancel and become just a dancing body and tear off the pain, dancing until imaginary that sweetness had stuck into the skin, penetrated deep into the flesh to wound. Would come into circulation in blood and I would be contaminated. Poison me, I wanted to.

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Nazzareno Petrini. Among the images of a work for him.

© 2008_Paolo Semprucci

In January 2008,

while photographing the construction

a small museum designed

by Nazzareno Petrini,

I came across old books

waiting to be cataloged.

I have the shutters ajar.

Look no further.

Disqualified Because Of Herpis

my little Amélie, you do not have bones of glass. You may struggle with life.

told me I was just meat.

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we had a great game to us. Game to take the wind and then.

I want a hug. Want a hug? Hug me.

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mirror symmetry

Fish
Visual Arts Centre Church Suffrage
© 2006 Paul Semprucci

Once I took this picture.

soft light. Hard light.

not mirror symmetry.

Portrait. Landscape.

Square.

Oovoo With Mac Isight

For Rodolfo Gasparella a soft light (a brave young man). For

Gasparella Contemporary Art
political symbols of the dying sun The

Angela Maltoni
© 2010 Paul Semprucci for photography
© 2010 Angela Maltoni for the painting and the still Video from

I took this picture last November 9.

"Political Symbols" is the name of the event designed by Rudolph,

"The Sun of the Dying"
is the name of the show Angela Maltoni,

"Reflection Reflect" is the name of the video, a glimpse of Angela in the bottom frame at the center.

name dell'omino that passed I do not know,
I waited for a long time.

It finally arrived.
Driven by a soft light,
from small rain.