Mr. Postman got me this today

Saint-Savin
Chauvigny
Légende dorée
et Moi de l'horreur à la grandeur de l'amour

The Wind in the Willows !!!!

Paredes de Ladrillo: 22 años

Y ahora yo voy de regreso, con un ticket en mano y todos mis papeles en orden. De Palestine a Austin y de Austin a Corpus, para después tomar el avión.

Tengo 2 años posponiendo este viaje, el primer pretexto fue que tenía que presentar un ensayo que sintetizara las tres temáticas del curso que tomaba sobre cine y estereotipo. Demasiado buena aquella tarea como para dejarla pasar, así que decidí retrasar una semana más mi salida.

Después los pretextos se volvieron cada vez más extraños. La puesta de sol sobre el puente con los millones de murciélagos volando sobre mi cabeza hubiera sido uno bueno, sin embargo siempre me conseguía las evasivas más absurdas, que incluían pasar las tardes viendo programas sobre los 50 divorcios más caros de las celebridades y sentarme en el estacionamiento del seven/eleven durante horas, sin hacer nada.

Lo alarmante de esta situación era que no podía disfrutar plenamente de aquellos momentos, tan puros en su naturaleza, pues en lugar de asombrarme por aquellas tragedias de las vidas de los famosos que tanto morbo producen entre la gente, simplemente me tiraba ahí en mi cama, con la televisión encendida, para escuchar repetidamente en mi cabeza, que:

La actualidad, la mundialización y el poder, son hechos de la modernidad enquistada en la idea de ‘democracia’.

Me reprimía constantemente por haber votado. No debí haber hecho caso de los raperos que me decían que era una obligación moral, muchos menos debí haber hecho caso de mis padres, que además de bombardearme con sus ideas de izquierda latinoamericana a la hora de la comida, tenían el descaro de mandarme a sacar la basura, con los pretextos de que, está en los actos menores toda raíz revolucionaria.

Mi pito, me ponía a pensar. Si quieren revolución y cambio de actos, mejor mudémonos con el tío menonita que tenemos en chihuahua y trabajemos duro en los campos de manzanas para hacer jugo y tartas.

A ver si eso no es revolucionario.

Vengache pa'ca

La realidad es el desorden, investigar es ordenar.
El objeto debe de ser contextualizado
La sucesión de creadores, un orden, una perspectiva del tiempo y la pregunta obvia.



Desayune, comí y cene frente al mismo cuadro durante 12 años de mi vida. Esta imagen de Chagall.

Así que cuando me piden que haga una reflexión bien argumentada sobre la distinción de costumbre, tradición y hábitos de una forma coherente me siento a caer.

Lo único que me ha ocupado la mente durante estos últimos meses de abandono del blog y otras buenas partes de mi vida son:
El origen de la servidumbre voluntaria y el eje social por el cual debo comprender mi Fe en un ‘no sé qué’ mayor.

stupids II

Stupids

via style.com

ExpoBambi

A partir del 6 de Junio - 8 p.m.
Zona Centro

Moe-stache

Si pour toi le Truskel c'est :

- Payer des coupes de champagnes à des gens que tu ne connais que depuis 3 minutes et les prendre pour tes meilleurs amis pour la vie.

jajajajajajajajaj

Life's a Bitch

cette semaine au Truskel:

Mardi 28
Teenage rock
« the girls »
from Blondie to MGMT
....
Mercredi 29
Sourya (Live)
Last One
Kaef, Sourya & Friends
Rock&Roll

Jeudi 30
Hallelujah Rock'N'Rolla
DJs : Vibrolux 4000 & LaChetronSauvage
Rock’n’roll, indie, et tout se qui traîne…

Vendredi 1 MAI
20h15 Contro l(live)
22h00 Punk Club
DJ eric debris aka doctor mix, Stéphane G
from garage punk to 21st century rock n roll

Samedi 2
22h00 Should i dance or should i drink
Stan D, Drunkle & special guest
100% Rock

Influenza weekend

scandinavian

Let's make love

chez moi a Chauvigny


Mi jardín en Xalapa

Spring is here and my gardens are blossoming … they make me think of Tinsley Mortimer and CSS

El Palomar BuenaVista

Bruges & Bruxelles

My type of picture…

...my type of woman

Feliz Cumpleaños Papá

B & N

Irving Penn

If I ever have a diary lined with leather, these picture would be duck taped on the first page

French Toasts

Yesterday tree different people send me theses pictures because they remind them of me… is it true?

By the way if you want to make some French toasts:

Slices of bread are dipped in a beaten egg mixture. The slices of egg-coated bread are then placed on a frying pan or griddle prepared with a coat of butter or oil, and cooked until both sides are browned and the egg has cooked through.

These bitches are for sure livin’ it big

Valentino: the last emperor the movie is having a contest to find the most fashionable pug, and as everyone knows there are two things in life I like the most: Dogs and fashion. So it’s no surprise I spend a whole afternoon looking at these amazingly screwy pictures


if you want to jelly-up your brain with more nutty dawgs go to http://www.valentinomovie.com/#pug_page

Im up to be a FantasticM

Sure, we can start up a conversation via email. Let me know what you're thinking of, question wise.

Clementina's Mermaid

www.elisabambi.com

My rainbow friend Bambi is launching her new web site and is full of creepy stuff for all of you psycho-art lovers

Congrats Beyotch!!!

Paulina's

Paulina is a sweet girl, I met in the net.
She took me some pictures and draw around them.

oishī

Saturday night wasn’t my finest hour, so today I was feeling kind of blue, that’s why it felted so nice to have a calm lunch with my sister and brother in law.

Fotos por Bright Light Bright Light

Jaime took this pictures Friday afternoon in his home, bambi was there too, we had pizza and beer, played some music and talked about nothing for a long time.
Tnks bro!

http://www.brightlightbrightlight.com

David Gomez DREAM

Two days ago I had this dream where I found myself in the mind of ‘David Gomez’…or at least that’s what I think it was.
This is how it sort of looked:



It was a ‘Being John Malkovich’ kind of dream. And it was a real good one.
As I found myself moving, the environment was transforming at the very same time into stages of drawings.
I wish to have the same dream again, only now with his Technicolor portraits.

http://davidgomezmaestre.blogspot.com/

Good night

Color Mountains

Someone ask me to do a landscape for a Christmas present… this is how it ended up looking.
–they liked it and it’s now hanging in their apartment

Eat your birth out

I’ve just find this poster I did back in may with my then roomie Leonardo for a Congress of anthropology contest, I created the concept, he made it real… we ended up winning second place.
Not bad uh?

The clothes are not dead... yet

Ms. Horyn

Yesterday I saw for the third time, via style.com, the Valentino show. Everyone was saying it was, beautiful, respectful, and right on the money. Yet, I couldn’t figure it out, why I hated it. I read everywhere, so many ‘La dolce vita’ references, that I had to see it, once more. It wasn’t that movie, they were all wrong … it do was Fellini, but it was 8 ½.

The clothes are not dead yet, as you said, but they are dying, fading, and becoming extinct, it doesn’t take much to relate this show to the movie plot, where an Italian film director, is suffering from “director’s block.” And it’s pressed and harassed by his entourage to create something adequate.

Adequate, it was for sure, but as Susy Menkes said, ‘There was absolutely nothing to frighten clients’.
Isn’t that sad?

— Octopus

Unicorn Girl

Bambi took these amazingly beautiful photos of my friend Margaux. She’s so pretty. Whenever I run in to her I can't help but gasp. Bambi it’s really stepping up and Mgx is killin' it. They’re so great. I love 'em!
If you wanna see more –and you should- check out bambi’s blog
http://www.thunderingranger.blogspot.com/