parentela (28 risultati)

Paperback. Condizione: Very Good. Illustrations By Claudio Parentela (illustratore). First Edition. In red wraps with black titling, 16mo, unpag. Includes contributions by: Johnie Baker, Mark Hartenbach, Larry Jaffe, Lyn Lifshin, Todd Moore, Bill Shields, Rick Smith, Scott Wannberg, et al. Size: 16mo - over 5¾" - 6¾". Book.

Condizione: MOLTO BUONO. Milano, Mondolibro cm.14x21, pp.204, brossura con copeetina figurata. Biblioteca world.

First Edition. First edition. Small softcover. Number 37 of only 200 copies. Single sheet folded three times. Includes three short poems by Michael Kriesel along with three black and white illustrations by Claudio Parentela. A fine copy. Scarce, with only 2 copies listed in OCLC.

Paperback. Condizione: Very Good. Illustrations By Claudio Parentela (illustratore). First Edition. In red wraps with black titling, 16mo, 47pp. Special printing to commemorate Buk's 79th birthday. Size: 16mo - over 5¾" - 6¾". Book.

Condizione: NUOVO. Pisa, Pacini Editore per Galleria Studio D'Arte Eclektica cm.17,5x30, pp.94 ill.a colori. legatura editoriale cartonata, copertina figurata. A cura di Giovanni Faccenda.

Condizione: NEW.

Paperback. Condizione: Brand New. Romero, Ammi (illustratore). 153 pages. 10.00x8.00x0.36 inches. In Stock.

Brossura. Condizione: new. Soveria Mannelli, 2003; br., pp. 52.(Poesia). Spesso la nostra e l'altrui percezione fantastica viene giudicata, da un livello mentale, quello del sistema sensoriale ed emozionale, misurata dall'ego e considerata "falsa". Da un livello profondo della mente, invece, chiamata in svariati modi, quali mente superiore, supercoscienza, spirito, la suddetta viene "vissuta" semplicemente. Noi, a volte, utilizziamo un linguaggio profondo ed intuitivo e quando ciò accade nel dire, "È una favola", indichiamo una concreta esperienza certamente straordinaria. In questa situazione stiamo cogliendo l'attimo della vita che sta scorrendo in una fluidità gioiosa. Per i meditativi, gli esseri spirituali, tutto questo è solitamente reale. Questo racconto ne vuole essere una testimonianza. Libro.

Paperback. Condizione: Near Fine. Claudio Parentela (illustratore). First Edition. Poems, fiction and essays demonstrating his remarkable influence on literature in the ten years since his death.

Brossura. Condizione: new. Novi Ligure, 2026; br., pp. 74, cm 13x20.(Resistenze). Durante gli anni della Resistenza, in modo silenzioso ma fondamentale, le donne partecipavano al faticoso cammino verso la libertà. Questa è la storia di una di quelle donne, Maria, che con passione e dedizione ha custodito una famiglia e i valori della democrazia senza mai arrendersi. Dalla penna di Rita Parentela, un altro, inedito punto di vista sul momento storico che ha portato alla fine della dittatura nel nostro Paese: una storia intima e piena di speranza in un futuro che costruiamo tutte e tutti giorno dopo giorno. Libro.

Brossura. Condizione: new. Livorno, 2019; br., pp. 154, ill.(Psiche e benessere). Questo libro è per tutti. Perché tutti dovrebbero interrogarsi su chi sono, per darsi l'opportunità di vivere l'unica vita che hanno nel miglior modo possibile. E il modo migliore lo si conquista soprattutto con la consapevolezza di sé. Per chi ha fatto un percorso di psicoterapia. Per chi sta pensando di intraprenderlo. E anche per chi vuole solo conoscere un po' di più della psicoterapia. Per chiunque consideri le relazioni umane pietra miliare della propria esistenza. Perché questo libro parla di psicoterapia, e di una relazione tanto difficile quanto profonda, di quelle che tutti dovrebbero provare, ma che forse non tutti hanno la fortuna di sperimentare nella propria vita. A scrivere sono due donne che si sono incontrate per caso. E a cui, ogni tanto, il caso fa iniziare delle storie che lasciano il segno. Libro.

Condizione: Buone. italiano Condizioni dell'esterno: Buone Condizioni dell'interno: Buone.

Condizione: New.

Condizione: new.

in-8°, pp. 64 con 8 disegni di Parentela su folgi applicati sulle pagine n.t. Bross. edit. rigida con ill. a colori al piatto ant. Buono l'interno.

Rilegato. In 8°, cart. ed., pp. 63 con illustrazioni di Parentela nel t.

Taschenbuch. Condizione: Neu. Neuware - The opposite side is inserted into the right eye breaking up into a thousand streams of colored.

Condizione: Assez bon. MONDOLIBRO (illustratore).

Condizione: Ottime. Firmato. (Ex. 7/60). Libro d'artista/Libro oggetto. Doppio volume chiuso da vite passante che ne impedisce l'apertura. Rilegato in tela nera con titoli serigrafati in colore bianco sulla copertina. 25x25x6 cm Rilegato con custodia in tela nera.

Paperback. Condizione: new. Paperback. The opposite side is inserted into the right eye breaking up into a thousand streams of coloredstars, which sometimes fall one on top of the other confusing and confusing me. It's strangeand beautiful, this continuous fall, it's whirling, I can't stop it in any way even if I wanted to.My hand becomes as big as a mountain, it detaches itself from my body and becomes a tractorthat grinds up earth and my nose. I've gathered my few things, I've made a strawberry cake.I swallow it whole without ever looking back. Behind me are the usual ants, my faithful friends.They greet me joyfully and I think they must be telling me something. But it's too loud tounderstand them, I can't hear any of their important message.It's already night and I realize I'm still wearing the same pajamas I was wearing two nights ago;I've always had them on. But how much me has passed? It doesn't matter, I like spending allmy me with my ant friends. I show them my latest paintings and ask what they think. But Ihave to stop right away because the rainbow dragon has arrived and wants the last threemonths' rent paid. I tell him firmly that I'll pay it whenever I feel like it, which is, never. Listento the rustling of the leaves, it's beautiful, isn't it? The wind is light and caresses my old skinlike a square balloon. Sometimes, often, never, I think that two of us are too many and thatmaybe three is better. Even if it's difficult to communicate, it's not necessary. So I finally decideto get dressed, because it's cold, and I put on a coat, scarf, and hat. I go out and fall repeatedlyon the stairs. I fall and fall again and find myself walking on my hands because my feet havebecome two yellow and green umbrellas.I want to paint because I bought beautiful new colors, and I'm curious. I mix them and theysmell so good that instead of using them for my painting, I eat them all. I'm full now and Isee that my stomach has become my last beautiful painting. I hang myself on a wall in frontof the mirror and I really like my stomach-painting and I want to sell it to the rainbow dragoneven if he's so ignorant, but I need the money because next month I want to go to Pluto viaSaturn and Mars, and I want to take my ant friends with me. Claudio Parentela This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability.

Condizione: New. Print on Demand.

Condizione: New. Print on Demand.

Condizione: New. PRINT ON DEMAND.

PAP. Condizione: New. New Book. Delivered from our UK warehouse in 4 to 14 business days. THIS BOOK IS PRINTED ON DEMAND. Established seller since 2000.

PAP. Condizione: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. THIS BOOK IS PRINTED ON DEMAND. Established seller since 2000.

Condizione: New. This item is printed on demand. New copy - Usually dispatched within 5-9 working days.

Paperback. Condizione: new. Paperback. The opposite side is inserted into the right eye breaking up into a thousand streams of coloredstars, which sometimes fall one on top of the other confusing and confusing me. It's strangeand beautiful, this continuous fall, it's whirling, I can't stop it in any way even if I wanted to.My hand becomes as big as a mountain, it detaches itself from my body and becomes a tractorthat grinds up earth and my nose. I've gathered my few things, I've made a strawberry cake.I swallow it whole without ever looking back. Behind me are the usual ants, my faithful friends.They greet me joyfully and I think they must be telling me something. But it's too loud tounderstand them, I can't hear any of their important message.It's already night and I realize I'm still wearing the same pajamas I was wearing two nights ago;I've always had them on. But how much me has passed? It doesn't matter, I like spending allmy me with my ant friends. I show them my latest paintings and ask what they think. But Ihave to stop right away because the rainbow dragon has arrived and wants the last threemonths' rent paid. I tell him firmly that I'll pay it whenever I feel like it, which is, never. Listento the rustling of the leaves, it's beautiful, isn't it? The wind is light and caresses my old skinlike a square balloon. Sometimes, often, never, I think that two of us are too many and thatmaybe three is better. Even if it's difficult to communicate, it's not necessary. So I finally decideto get dressed, because it's cold, and I put on a coat, scarf, and hat. I go out and fall repeatedlyon the stairs. I fall and fall again and find myself walking on my hands because my feet havebecome two yellow and green umbrellas.I want to paint because I bought beautiful new colors, and I'm curious. I mix them and theysmell so good that instead of using them for my painting, I eat them all. I'm full now and Isee that my stomach has become my last beautiful painting. I hang myself on a wall in frontof the mirror and I really like my stomach-painting and I want to sell it to the rainbow dragoneven if he's so ignorant, but I need the money because next month I want to go to Pluto viaSaturn and Mars, and I want to take my ant friends with me. Claudio Parentela This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our Sydney, NSW warehouse or from our UK or US warehouse, depending on stock availability.

Paperback. Condizione: new. Paperback. The opposite side is inserted into the right eye breaking up into a thousand streams of coloredstars, which sometimes fall one on top of the other confusing and confusing me. It's strangeand beautiful, this continuous fall, it's whirling, I can't stop it in any way even if I wanted to.My hand becomes as big as a mountain, it detaches itself from my body and becomes a tractorthat grinds up earth and my nose. I've gathered my few things, I've made a strawberry cake.I swallow it whole without ever looking back. Behind me are the usual ants, my faithful friends.They greet me joyfully and I think they must be telling me something. But it's too loud tounderstand them, I can't hear any of their important message.It's already night and I realize I'm still wearing the same pajamas I was wearing two nights ago;I've always had them on. But how much me has passed? It doesn't matter, I like spending allmy me with my ant friends. I show them my latest paintings and ask what they think. But Ihave to stop right away because the rainbow dragon has arrived and wants the last threemonths' rent paid. I tell him firmly that I'll pay it whenever I feel like it, which is, never. Listento the rustling of the leaves, it's beautiful, isn't it? The wind is light and caresses my old skinlike a square balloon. Sometimes, often, never, I think that two of us are too many and thatmaybe three is better. Even if it's difficult to communicate, it's not necessary. So I finally decideto get dressed, because it's cold, and I put on a coat, scarf, and hat. I go out and fall repeatedlyon the stairs. I fall and fall again and find myself walking on my hands because my feet havebecome two yellow and green umbrellas.I want to paint because I bought beautiful new colors, and I'm curious. I mix them and theysmell so good that instead of using them for my painting, I eat them all. I'm full now and Isee that my stomach has become my last beautiful painting. I hang myself on a wall in frontof the mirror and I really like my stomach-painting and I want to sell it to the rainbow dragoneven if he's so ignorant, but I need the money because next month I want to go to Pluto viaSaturn and Mars, and I want to take my ant friends with me. Claudio Parentela This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.