Salvador Dalí - Forgotten Horizon, 1936. Oil on canvas
From the Tate Gallery, London:
Dalí’s disturbing, imaginary landscapes often contain references to his own life. Forgotten Horizon is a typical example, drawing upon memories of childhood holidays on the beach at Rosas on the Costa Brava. The striding woman in the distance is his cousin, Carolinetta, while the dancing figures in the foreground were inspired by a picture on a postcard. Dalí intended the effect to be hallucinatory, with the figures appearing as if projected onto a prepared background or theatrical set.

"My Dear Friend" - Julie Delpy - Julie Delpy
Julie Delpy - My Dear Friend
Never tried to keep you
Never tried to call
Never tried to hook up
Never tried to be the one for you…

Sunday in the Park with George
A musical by Stephen Sondheim
Inspired from A Sunday on La Grande Jatte, Georges Seurat, 1884
Bernadette Peters and Mandy Patinkin ” Move On “
(“Before Sunset” OST)
Now we are together, sitting outside in the sunshine
But soon we’ll be apart and soon it’ll be night at noon
Now things are fine, the clouds are far away up in the sky
But soon I’ll be on a plane and soon you’ll feel the cold rain
You promised to stay in touch when we’re apart
You promised before i left that you’ll always love me.
Time goes by, people cry, everything goes too fast.
Now we have each other enjoying each moment with one another
But soon I’ll be miles away and soon the phone will be our only way
You promised we’ll never brake up over the telephone
You said our love was stronger than an ocean apart
Time goes by and people lie, everything goes too fast.
Let’s not fool ourselves in vain, this far away trip will give us pain
We’ll have to be so strong to keep our love from going wrong
Distance will make us cold, even put our love on hold
But soon we’ll meet again and soon it’ll be bright at noon again
You promised not to loose faith in our love when i’m away
You promised so much to me but now you’ve left me
We go by and then we lie all this time we wasted
Time goes by, people lie everything goes too fast.
Time went by, and then we died, everything went too fast.
L’echec - Yann Tiersen
And nonchalant
The smile in place
We’ll sure we
In the familiar streets
To a point in the city
An unknown location
Find here our failure
And its shadow.
