Friday, November 7, 2008

Repaint Football Helmet

Law Gelmini October 30, 2008



I was there. And I have lived all over from my stomach. I watched the children, adults, children and expressed their opinion in democratic expression, while shouting their needs, while trying to snatch an aid to those who now prefers to ignore them and while I thought ... del'77 than those of '68 and now are parents and teachers of these students demonstrate against upset that a new law that they never asked and certainly not sharing. del'68 than those of '77 and now, in 2008, returning to protest next their children, their pupils as they did in their time. plus thousands and thousands of children, primary school students, at their side. possible that in the middle of a river so it is invisible? You may have tried to suppress by force their form of expression? that the protest can go ahead and still no one is aware of this? You may have decided to cut education while Italian announces financial support to banks? I graduated long ago. sweating bad with enormous sacrifices on the part of my family and for my part, working to keep and when they finally gave me the business card written on it, "Dr. Valentina Cusano" I believed with confidence that we have finally find an outlet business in keeping with my commitment to teaching for 20 years. nothing has changed. graduate work or not there is none. and graduates like me, doctors, lawyers and architects rather than others, working in pubs at night, cashiers at the supermarket workers in turn (or layoff), scavengers of the neighborhood, door to door salesmen, telephone operators and call-center more. anxiety in front of a culturally informed and societies and apparently had already developed 10 years ago. now the situation has only worsened. today it is not even clear what the school, let alone whether it is able to offer real future job opportunities! but these are problems to be addressed with reform. Oops! I forgot that we now have the new law Gelmini! fact that these issues do not even have thought of. My words certainly do not change the situation before a similar "skip" (the actual principle of ignorance), and I do not take political positions because I'm not either one side or the other. policy here only diminish the reaction. but I still wonder why millions of Italians are not heard by those who say they are here to make our own good? I was there and if I could I would give them words of hope and confidence about the future of work. but I do not. I can not lie. I can only document and use my medium, photography, to ensure that what is happening will not be forgotten. to leave a trace in the eyes of those who want to watch, learn, learn, read up and maybe find a real solution. good vision at all.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Giving Scorpio Man Space

book "VARESE, THE PILGRIM LADY OF FATIMA"

Saint Vit ..
Photography By Val ...

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Waxing Inexpensive School

shows the sample Fabrizio Macchi


the next show is dedicated to Fabrizio Macchi. with great honor.

you're all invited to visit from September 20 to October 5, 2008 at the famous cloister of Voltorre to Gavirate (Varese).

opening Saturday, September 20 to 18. good vision at all.

after you've seen my photos and those of colleagues, I will talk about mine.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Yasmin Covered By Medco?

laura bono "is titled as"


I am finally with the great news!

released on September 10 Finland, the new album "is titled as" our rocker Bono and Laura cover of this work is signed Valentina Cusano. immense satisfaction friends, really.

follow Laura for many years, especially live, but we never got to work together on the photos to CDs and now finally published ...

arrival in Riccione for my vacations to 13 of August 1. unloading the luggage, we begin to clean the house that will host the following three weeks, I choose to wear the costume ... I prepare the bath for a shower and get me the phone rings ... Laura. "Hello darling how are you? I need help!" is agitated nervous scared ... can quickly explain what happens ... deadlines loom and she is clearly very tense. the next morning at 9 are on a Eurostar that brings me back to Milan. emotion is a lot and I can not concentrate well at work. little time and no type of organization, while arrival. the only idea in mind is to bring Laura to the station and photograph trains in suitcases and people leaving. a story on a trip. but you can not. to photograph at railway stations should be allowed speciali.purtroppo. there is no time. comes the make-up artist and stylist. I hear the new album. is very strong! We are within walking distance of Garibaldi ... and here is a very beautiful metropolitan area that fits well the image that I want to give Laura to her fans. good! location found. we leave for the visit! the place is great perfect! Laura is a wonderfully beautiful and energetic. its strength involves me my eye part, my shooting hand and my heart is. They preach that you will find the photos in the new CD by Laura Bono. the artwork is Manuela Campana, a perfect job, direct, warm, aggressive, tough and sweet at the same time. Manu great! perfect understanding.

Laura back in his clothes and gives us 12 new songs more beautiful than the last. the grim voice scratchy pen is seductive and the album is the bomb!

yesterday presented it in Finland where it is most famous I think the Pope! was a great success!

I tremble still gambe.sono still excited. I enjoy these moments as long as there will be Laura and I wish all the success it deserves. you are great babe! now we have to conquer Italy!

and thank you.

Monday, August 25, 2008

Camera Inside Vajına



I think I made my final choice after a long month of evaluation.
I go on the D300. Why? because it is a great car and highly professional available to immediate use in half. I mean for the choice and quality of the optics. Meanwhile, expect the D700 and lower its price, is professionally tested by someone I know who pull out the Nikon lenses that I need to work. in the meantime, celebrate the good results I have achieved during these holidays ... while resting I could still work! and I managed to create something extraordinary that soon you will see everyone!
soon, therefore, with great news.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Phone Button Steering Wheel E46 Use

NIKON D300 Nikon D700 or D300??

Dear friends, we come to the holiday period that more or less all of us dream so much during the year ... and like you I'll take 2 weeks off ... finally! and I'm going to put my butt to soak in some Italian sea. but I'll go with a piercing question ...
the Nikon a few weeks ago unveiled its new jewel, the D700 FX full frame sensor of the D3, but the body of the D300. I would say great product! pity that the optical system compatible with the new D700 does not yet exist and the market there is only one objective. how does a professional think of moving to a new technology so evanzata and surprising results if not then there are the optics to work with? and above all, why should I buy the D700 and then also be forced to change all the Nikon kit lenses? so ... D700 or D300? because with the D700 that I have all the optics are not good. vignetting at a reduced size image and read: I can use my lenses, but the file is changed from 5 to 12 mega max 6.
Dear Nikon, I love you so much, but your last exit leaves me rather perplexed ...

Monday, June 16, 2008

Why My Stomach Expands

www.myspace.com / valentinacusano


"If you love to love you strong.

ODI If you hate.

La mezza via non esiste.

Il confine tra odio e amore

è sottile, di seta finissima.

Trasparente come l'acqua

del mare.

Invisibile." (Biagio Antonacci dal libro SE AMI DEVI AMARE FORTE, Mondadori)


Questa sono Io.


Perchè credo nell'AMORE.


"Non credo a quelli che si innamorano della loro migliore amica, mi fa ridere...Non esiste: si faranno compagnia, troveranno un modo migliore per passare il tempo e si convinceranno di essersi trovati. Ma sono solo pezze. Pezze that you bring to life not courageous.
Lives brave are free, curious, independent. "


I can only feel sorry for those who are satisfied. Quite simply, superficially, without heart and mind. It 's like to let others decide your life . It 's like to allow others to make fun of and disrespect. So I do not never satisfied. I put to the test constantly the people who are nearby, as well as work in private life. E' for me a form of human selection. removed. And if I delete, delete me for life. Those who choose to settle, or be fooled, do not deserve a place beside me. In my world is only granted LOVE, THINK, LIVE STRONG.

The intrusiveness is out.

And I'm afraid. Yes, I'm scared too. Many things. one of my greatest fears?

time ago I knew a person, sour, arrogant, disrespectful, very ignorant, which laid down the walls as tall as skyscrapers in their lives due to lack of reality in his life. alone. the age of forty. could not find anyone who loved her for what is as what it is and shows that he is absolutely poor and superficial. no one can love a lot of futility. so that this person is now over forty is content to live the life of others as its own did not have and can not create them. ignorance masquerades of acidity.

I'm afraid to become like this person and how ignorant people that are close and she calls "friends" arises. I'm afraid of becoming so.

for this LIVE STRONG. and the Truth 'to keep it inside me. letting others believe what they want to believe. because they do not deserve better. because they deserve to be taken around these people. and they deserve it so much that even when things were run under the eyes even see them. deserve to live without life, but with huge and powerful blinders.

I'm not like them. are better. much better. why I still use my brain to judge. Bloomsbury Publishing and judge me by birth.
by Biagio. because once again through your words, I find the real substance of my being. sincere, complex, authentic.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Really Cute Short Poofy Dresses

www.photographers.it / free / valentinacusano


Hello everyone! I say welcome back ... because it's been so long since come and visit my blog ...
work commitments and various events have kept me a little away from this diary and I apologize. but in the meantime I have grown a little and I invite you to visit it on the address in the title a little taste of the last report that I made during the visit of the Madonna Fatima in Varese. a wonderful day. I do not know if I believe or not, but among all the people and the strength of their faith, I also have a bit rotrovata 'and I felt protected when I shot and what I saw and felt strong in the framed me. It was a great experience, as I try to be all my reports. comes from the heart and beyond.
also we did the year-end show at the Academy on the theme of magic and folklore "(on the left side of one of the pictures that I put myself on display is from the report" The Passion of the Christ ") .. . congratulations to all my students. you were really good. and I sincerely believe that a show so well done in the first year of photography Academy there has ever been. sin for the endless and relentless rain, but what we had and we certainly could do that better.
soon. your photographer is

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

How To Test Generator Stator

exhibition of nude ladybug

this exhibition demonstrates how photography can be highly subjective expression and expressiveness.
the idea flashed in my brain with a photo and a strong thought. the thought of the red color combined with the passion. if the passion is not real freedom of being can not be lived up to the bottom. the passion you can not create, search, learn ...
passion or there or there's no point.
passion has different expressions.
passion is photography, or an idea, a person. a kiss. a way of life.
who has the ability to speak he can see and hear. But sometimes the human being can or can not see beyond. a limit? yes maybe. but not always if you do not see when it is due to an obstacle ... a cage.
and then their freedom to be found. conquered. within ourselves first. and then out of us.
or vice versa.
my freedom is born in my thoughts pass through my breath and touch my daily life. are not dead. inside.

my ladybug is my muse. Respirable who lives in the breath in the moments of joy in the passages above, in the detachments that accompany it, in the most intense moments we call life.
perception.
gives you the ability to hear everything in a stronger, more intense. and I get lost in those senses.
my ladybug wants to be free. determined.
free.
and strong. although his weakness for me is like a stream in full sun. and I like to bathe her face with her fresh water. gives me strength.
his freedom. is the stimulus to life. research.
my ladybug loves to love.
my ladybug you.
are my ladybug too.
yesterday today tomorrow.

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Cheats Pokemon Emerald Gpsphone Op Ipod

RED DRESS

"Tell me a story," said the young butterfly elderly ass ...
"I know of stories my dear friend, if not only ..."
"Tell me, please ..."
"Once upon a time long ago, in a place away from us, a sweet ladybug. She had lost because of the spell of an evil witch and its envious black specks and was then locked in a cage for eternity.
Every day, all day, the ladybug was crying in the cage so that the tears filled my eyes ... and could not therefore see nothing but their miserable condition, imprisoned and deprived of their identity.
But one day, while crying, he heard the ladybird a gentle voice within their own prison that churches' Dear so much pain? Why so many tears? ' The ladybug
opened his eyes and saw the nightingale before her and said, still sobbing, 'I do not see a prisoner? And also I have deprived my black specks, of my identity. They are ordered to remain in this cage for eternity, alone and without ever finding out who they really are or could have been ... I can not help but cry my dear friend ... 'The nightingale she says:' My dear ladybird want to tell you a secret . You do not see because they do not want to see. As I did to get in your cage? As I I got you can get out of here. Do not allow others to see or agree to your private place of your freedom and your being. Now then dry your weary eyes and fly away! Out of this cage, beyond the bars. Do not delay! Since beyond the court, there is you and only you. Live! Out of here! ' And so the ladybug
wiped her eyes and explaining its small numb wings flew around the world in the future to look for herself and her black specks. "
" Oh ... what a beautiful story donkey friend ... but what does it mean? "
"My dear, do not mean a thing ... or it means everything. It means that I am stubborn and my old beautiful butterfly and you do not You should spend time with my stories as alive today and tomorrow you die and you have to live this day completely! Fly like the ladybug and then all live intensely in the dignity of the last breath of your being!
Because we are crazy when even your best friend betrayed us "
Both the ladybug butterfly that lived as long as they remained with their hearts, happy and proud.
The cage was empty.
for eternity.

Valentina Cusano

Friday, March 14, 2008

Message For Baby Books

expensive LADYBIRD-prof ...

I firmly believe that if the Italian school teachers to assume only truly passionate about their craft, and especially capable of meeting the needs of children who have before, maybe you tornerebbead go to school all those with a greater willingness to learn. But no. we have in our schools, our children, teachers, 15-18, unmotivated and bored. wages are what they are but there are also the complaints about it ... without thinking about the fact that 80% of young people today are working with a fixed-term contract or coco or can not find work. one slaughters the back for 700 euro a month when the monthly maintenance material of a human being Italian it expects at least twice. and the few young teachers that are given a good chance they do? throw in the toilet. what a shame! but from them I can only learn. learn not to be like these useless teachers only able to heat the place in the classroom.
I will only teach the things I know and love. and try in every class, seminar or workshop that is passionate about the topic to make you, make you really understand and show the beauty of fleeting things and saucy. and above all try to communicate with you. My language is always very simple in order not to create unnecessary barriers and misunderstandings between me and you.
like you, in my time, I was still a student myself and sometimes I happen to be. and to my professor I remember some with great affection and esteem. first of all, the art teacher in high school: a painter in turn could take the average of 3 to the 8! showed me the real expression art and its meaning recondite. so that then in fact I studied art at the university. a great young man! really great. 17 years I knew him through the philosophical concepts that hide the works of Marcel Duchamp. how wonderful.
another important teacher was to wire. how much I loved the philosophy! and how good he was to make me understand! with the simplest words in the vocabulary. thanks phillip.
literature and has always been one of my greatest loves ... by giving a Baricco from Catullus to Baudelaire and Rimbaud to Ungaretti ... breathless. Only six hundred Italian pretty well ... I am weak and contemporary literature does not consider the garbage Briget Jones style license plate. and also for literature have been lucky because my teachers were really brave. then mathematics, science, geography, chemistry and the like are a big goat! Why? the answer I leave to you.
photography is a part of a teacher. a diamond in the scrap for me. many professionals have taught me and sent great truth that I now carry with you. and the larger truth is that without being taught photography and photographers how to do laundry with mud. in our illustrious university are talking about photo realism, means objective and so on without really understand anything. dear and distinguished academic and shoot zero on the photo try to pick up a camera and take really a picture! maybe it's the right time to really understand what it means to take pictures. and you might even be able to teach something useful to your students who are spending thousands of euro each year in fees, room and board to learn useless air! nothing. but it does not matter much here because the important thing is we warm the seat of the chair. and I pity you for books full of words being achieved without any large publishing houses let you publish. sometimes I seem to find the most loyal critic and human meaning in a page fabio flight in an essay richly embroidered on the ideas of photography. but the problem is that you are also pretty dumb as soon as someone throws you the truth in my face and turn heels Add to the list of professional blacks, those who know but that "should not speak" because otherwise they end up disgraced career. I would say that you can not make me pain.
a great man I knew, a professor of DAMS in Bologna, has never returned to this vile category of professors steals money and hucksters.
dear Professor, to you I dedicate these thoughts, and maybe one day I dedicate my next book.
remember that our good noodles with Stephen and laughter? I am sending you a kiss there. and I imagine you with your hat and your cigar while you smile on us. hello sandro. hello great man.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Graffiti Vicky Cristina Barcelona

someone has just written ...

"I hit the passion, poetry, colors, colors ... you could not to 1000 photos to the same person and each photo to make it special and interesting, never the same as another because time passes, the light changes, and every living being is important and special in every moment ... "

Birthday Card Sayings For A 1 Year Old

dear March ... dear all ... all all.

I was always simple and I would like to keep you with me. everyone!
but I can not and soon you will understand. as a mother and her children will be "forced" to let you go to your lives, to yourself. and I wish you to be happy in what you do. it only matters to me. but here there will probably always be a diary entry in white waiting for your words, your emotions and your paths made or expected.
I wish I had more time to devote but the work will not let me and everything I've always dedicate the energy and interest. and often neglect my private life ... alas!
but if I look back I have no regrets and holds intense love where I know better to keep it.
small steps you observe as you go. as taken as I ACULTY while I show you a picture, while swearing in a dark room and while the magic come true in our hands. I think for the first time develop its own film and then hold it between your hands against the light to see if anything is there, both as love at first sight when you wake up one morning, put your feet down from the bed you stop for a moment and you see account of being in love. of another human being. of life. your work.
I wish it was easier to be photographers today, but it is not. and rightly so too.
we like challenges.
gradually. in small steps. Where were you eight months ago?
and where you will be in one year?
we like challenges.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Can You Commit Suicide With Alzam

from me to you.

I believe that the dignity make much difference in the world of art. first of all for themselves and then to others. are not born but I try to be selfless. even when they are just "great friends" to sink their claws into your heart. even when you give all your knowledge, your passion, your confidence and the other thanks you with supreme ignorance and malice marked. often mark the wickedness of the choices of someone who "ignore". everyone living in his own juice! but I make sure that mine is good. for me. By the time I learned to manage my life in a more shrewd. and this I learned from the profession and private life. and if I got big kick in the ass, especially those who are not expecting them to me, now I choose differently. someone also returns. perhaps stronger, while others keep them in the drawer. at hand.
and that you write me, you who read me only, to you who hear me during a lesson to you that I meet in my photographs, I choose you for my photographs, you see that you and I look at you love me and to you ... I love photography because I live it makes me live.
and if you're reading me now, even once you've felt pleasure while taking a photo and you heard that intense and fleeting thrill in the back ... I confess that I only make happy.
here is why I send my life to those who follow me and stands beside me. because maybe the things I learned before you may find useful.

because maybe the emotions that I felt I can try it too.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Happy Birthday Grandma In Bubble Writing

professional photographer?

a little time has passed since the last post I wrote ... I was 31 years and today, instead I take to write that I'm 32. nothing has changed. only that someone wrote to me, passion, and left me speechless. Thank you very much. I know who you are and respect your privacy. but know that you often find yourself in words I write in this diary. sometimes professional, sometimes creative, and often personal.
not so easy today to be a photographer by trade. seems a profession so fascinating, but it is also so complex and difficult. pros and cons. compromise and satisfaction. difficulties and joys. I would say creativity and art directors, photo editors, art directors, agents and crisis generale.non forget the ignorance and arrogance. A façade often envious of a colleague in the B-side that shows fierce dishonest. unfortunately is a bit 'so in all the fields in reality, and this is one of the reasons why the world of photography sometimes appears for what it is: nothing special. this is to say that photography itself has no any kind of value behind it if no way a person thinks. a heart that beats really. a lively and curious eye.
a kiss to my colleagues, even those who do not deserve it. I forgive you. not your fault.
and finally, a passion I say a little thing ... the ladybugs can fly.
goodnight ...