Armando Taborda's photos

oldness is the antechamber of death writing reading or not even that are mere circumstances on the other hand the eternal night is coming and we wish for the light of one day at a time or not even that just the indecisive smile for the life we have left /// a velhice é a antecamara da morte a escrita a leitura ou nem isso são meras circunstancias outrossim a noite eterna vem aí e nós a desejarmos a luz de um dia de cada vez ou nem isso apenas o indeciso sorriso à vida que nos resta by Armando TABORDA, 2025 (image generated by ChatGPT/AI)

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from 1912 to years 80 of 20th century, Madame CAMPOS and her empire of beauty salons (trade image)

oil painting on a big size canvas, from unidentified artist, at Lisbon Red Cross Hospital, 7th floor

throughout life by afternoon end shadows on the ground are a part of the dream crawling into the night /// p'la vida fora ao fim da tarde as sombras no chão são parte do sonho rastejando prá noite by Armando TABORDA, 2025

wax sculpture, spontaneously made by a candle, drop by drop

vernissage at The One Palácio da Anunciada Hotel: bronze sculpture by Hans VARELA, oil on canvas by Abilio MARCOS, and the gallery director Gretta BALIN doing the exhibition and participant artists presentation

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at Lisbon City Museum

I have always loved the words that resist the ultimate skin of legibility so I also love the cruel star that I reach by reading lips, when in the cold the breath clouds those who speak softly /// sempre amei as palavras que resistem à pele última da legibilidade como também amo a estrela cruel que alcanço lendo lábios, quando no frio o hálito anuvia a boca dos que falam muito baixo by Mar BECKER, on her Facebook page, 21.01.2025 (English translated by A.Taborda, 2025)

I'm beginning to know myself. I don't exist. I'm the gap between what I'd like to be and what others have made me, Or half of this gap, since there's also life... That's me. Period. Turn off the light, shut the door, and quit that slipper noise in the hallway. Leave me alone in my room with the vast peace of myself. It's a shoddy universe. by Álvaro de CAMPOS, in "FERNANDO PESOA, FOREVER SOMEONE ELSE", selected poems, translated by Richard ZENITH, Edition Assírio & Alvim, 2008