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Art Nouveau 

Art Nouveau (/ˌɑːrt nuːˈvoʊ, ˌɑːr/; French: [aʁ nuvo]) is an international style of art, architecture, and applied art, especially the decorative arts, known in different languages by different names: Jugendstil in German, Stile Liberty in Italian, Modernisme català in Catalan, etc. In English it is also known as the Modern Style. The style was most popular between 1890 and 1910 during the Belle Époque period that ended with the start of World War I in 1914.[1] It was a reaction against the academic art, eclecticism and historicism of 19th century architecture and decoration. It was often inspired by natural forms such as the sinuous curves of plants and flowers.[2] Other characteristics of Art Nouveau were a sense of dynamism and movement, often given by asymmetry or whiplash lines, and the use of modern materials, particularly iron, glass, ceramics and later concrete, to create unusual forms and larger open spaces.[3]

One major objective of Art Nouveau was to break down the traditional distinction between fine arts (especially painting and sculpture) and applied arts. It was most widely used in interior design, graphic arts, furniture, glass art, textiles, ceramics, jewellery and metal work. The style responded to leading 19-century theoreticians, such as French architect Eugène-Emmanuel Viollet-le-Duc (1814–1879) and British art critic John Ruskin (1819–1900). In Britain, it was influenced by William Morris and the Arts and Crafts movement. German architects and designers sought a spiritually uplifting Gesamtkunstwerk ("total work of art") that would unify the architecture, furnishings, and art in the interior in a common style, to uplift and inspire the residents.[3]

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When Erik Satie died in 1925, his friends, upon entering his Paris apartment for the first time in 30 years, were confronted with a strange scene. Amid general squalor, two grand pianos sat one atop the other, the upper serving as storage for parcels, compositions thought lost, umbrellas (without which he never walked, hating the sun) and other papers. Among these were many unsent love letters to the woman thought to be Satie’s only romantic involvement, model and painter Suzanne Valadon, who ended their affair after six months: Satie reportedly never recovered.

Fascinated by this scenario, award-winning composer Elena Kats-Chernin has taken it upon herself to post some of those letters, in the form of 26 beautifully constructed piano miniatures in homage to Satie, each named and composed with particular reference to an aspect of Satie’s life and his turbulent romance with Valadon. From the opening bar of the first piece, love token, Kats-Chernin’s ability to draw unusual timbres from the piano is apparent, using woody, breathy upper register repetition to hypnotic effect. Elsewhere, moods shift and sway with occasional hints of jauntiness (tuesday suit) and some extended piano techniques (the gymnast) but permeated by the dreamy spatial chromatics of the Gnossiennes and Gymnopedies for which Satie is now most famous. - Limelight 

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These colourful, spellbinding renderings of domestic scenes by intimist Pierre Bonnard are things of great beauty. 

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Love poems by Shinji Moon

Water Damage

I’ve been listening to the rain for the past couple of days, have been listening to the songs that sound like what the rain would say if she spoke English instead of Morse code, and if my translations are correct, all she wants is for us to stand beneath her with our mouths open, mouthing - kiss me.  I love like a leaky faucet or I love like a dam breaking, 

There is.     nothing.    in between. Parenthetical Love 

I want to take long romantic walks up your arm with my lips. 

The Grenade

There’s a grenade rocking back and forth in my chest

and I’m holding the pin between my teeth like an apricot pit. 

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Mysterious Mermaid Chant

Listen and fall, “into dream, a reverie, an abstraction, and a far-a-way place.” - SC

Drunk with lush feelings.