“(…) Zoe [a personagem] has decided early on (…) not to be a good girl. Bliss! Imagine that. Not to be a good girl I think is one of the most revolutionary things any woman can do. I really mean it, and believe me, I was a good girl. I was very good. And I can still put my back into it, being a good girl. But I do resent that, greatly, that necessity somehow always to assuage your way through life. And she just doesn’t do that. And it’s a very releasing and refreshing way to be.
(…)
That scene [de outro filme], you know, Nancy’s forgotten how to dance. She used to know how to dance. When she was 16 she knew how to dance. And she watches him and then she copies him a bit and then, slowly, she finds her groove, you know, and she gets back into it. And then the phone rings and it’s her daughter and she goes back to being a good girl. And Nancy is the person who’s been the good girl all her life. She’s done everything right, everything right, she’s ticked all the boxes. And she’s got to the age of whatever, 60 whatever, and gone “I haven’t lived, I’ve forgotten to live, I wasn’t able to live, that path wasn’t open to me. There were too many other roles I could take that were so approved of.” This is the thing, you know, you go and do the good thing and everyone says “this is great! You’re doing so good! This is great what you’re doing.” (…) And then suddenly you go “but what about what’s inside me?” For so many women they don’t know what they want because no one’s ever asked them, least of all them.
(…)
And suddenly my grandmother’s voice is coming through saying “Your heart is no good as a heart until it’s been broken at least 10 times.” Isn’t that a good remark? Because of the scarring which makes it stronger.”

Emma Thompson, 2025

 

“surprenante et sublime, parfois”

mais do mesmo não

(registo possível) mais não, 2025, 490x216cm, pastel de óleo s/folhas de papel bege

o mostrengo

sou cão, bicho (e um bocadinho alimária mesmo?)

e deliciosa, claro [risos]

 

 

That’s life
(Dean Kay/Kelly Gordon/Frank Sinatra)

That’s life (that’s life)
That’s what all the people say
You’re riding high in April, shot down in May
But I know I’m gonna change that tune
When I’m back on top, back on top in June
I said that’s life (that’s life)
And as funny as it may seem
Some people get their kicks
Stomping on a dream
But I don’t let it, let it get me down
‘Cause this fine old world, it keeps spinnin’ around
I’ve been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet
A pawn and a king
I’ve been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing
Each time I find myself
Flat on my face
I pick myself up and get
Back in the race
That’s life (that’s life)
I tell you, I can’t deny it
I thought of quitting, baby
But my heart just ain’t gonna buy it
And if I didn’t think it was worth one single try
I’d jump right on a big bird and then I’d fly
I’ve been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet
A pawn and a king
I’ve been up and down and over and out
And I know one thing
Each time I find myself layin’
Flat on my face
I just pick myself up and get
Back in the race
That’s life (that’s life)
That’s life and I can’t deny it
Many times I thought of cutting out, but my heart won’t buy it
But if there’s nothing shaking, come this here July
I’m gonna roll myself up
In a big ball and die
My, my