Nevermind the bollocks!

KATE MOROSS

2008-04-09T07:48:00.001+01:00

DON’T PANIC POSTER “Drawn real-size on the theme of ‘war’, this is a hand-coloured piece using Copic and Pantone markers. This was a subtle way at getting back at some people who had been copying my work in the US.” See the website

Personality Crisis

2008-04-07T06:27:00.003+01:00

No comments...just... ROCK ON!!!

Hey Kerlames!....

Gianluca Fallone

2008-04-07T01:31:00.005+01:00

Gianluca is one of the fresh wave of new talent we’re seeing coming out of Argentina at the moment. He’s self-taught and worked at the motion graphics studio Punga. Currently he’s with the graphic design studio Rock Instrument Bureau. During his short career he’s worked for clients including Nike, Pony, MTV, Cartoon Network, Zune, mun2 and Discovery Networks.

“I love type and illustration, and particularly like it when both are present,” he says. “I’ve always been really inspired by music, it has been a trigger for many projects. Working at Punga was a great experience but my true passion lies in print, so that’s probably why I left.”

Lala This series of images represents Gianluca’s friend Lala and various aspects of her personality. “She’s the weirdest of my friends. This illustration is just the tip of the iceberg,” he says.

See more at: www.gianlucafallone.com

Post via: Computerarts.com

Bye bye Charton Heston, we will not miss you!

2008-04-06T06:57:00.003+01:00

At the tender age of 84, Charlton Heston said bye bye to this dimension. I personally remember him for Ben Hur, and for the interview made by Michael Moore for BF Columbine. Mr Heston may be burning to ashes in hell this minute.

Wu Sun Kong strikes again

2008-04-04T05:32:00.003+01:00

Monkey King, as mentioned in an older post, is a traditional Chinese story. Several TV series have been made on this wonderful tale, but this clip has got all my attention as apparently it is a part of the classic Chinese animation on Wu Sun Kong, The great monkey king...

I wanna live in America

2008-02-23T00:57:00.002+01:00

The White House publicly acknowledged on Wednesday that President Bush has authorized the use of waterboarding, and that he may do so again in the future. The statements amount to an open admission of criminal activity on the part of the US government.

The acknowledgement from White House deputy spokesman Tony Fratto came a day after testimony from CIA Director Michael Hayden before the Senate Intelligence Committee. For the first time, Hayden officially stated that the Bush administration had used waterboarding on three prisoners in 2002 and 2003.

Waterboarding is a form of torture used since the Spanish Inquisition. It involves pouring water over a prisoner’s head to cause drowning, and has been prosecuted as torture by the United States government in the past. While the Bush administration is now stretching language and credulity to claim that it should not be categorized as torture, the director of national intelligence, Mike McConnell, acknowledged on Wednesday that “taken to its extreme, [the consequences of waterboarding] could be death; you could drown someone.” read

Monkey by Wu Ch'eng-en

2008-02-18T06:35:00.005+01:00

Long ago, when I was a little boy, I recall watching this series about the Monkey king. Today I found the traditional chinese story of the Monkey in the bookshop. I must say that very few times a book grabs my attention from page number one in such way that I cant stop reading.

'Dear Monkey! He set out on his cloud trapeze, and in a twinkling he had crossed those two hundred leagues of water'

2008-01-24T11:16:00.000+01:00

Browsing again, I bumped into this article regarding Bembo typeface. Very interesting.

"At a recent panel discussion on New Zealand book design, I lambasted the overuse of Bembo in many New Zealand books. As more questions were asked than could be answered, I wrote this article to explain myself. Let me begin with a brief history.

Before digital typesetting and offset printing, there was the letterpress. A typeface was composed of fonts, one font for each size. These size-specific fonts consisted of individual letters made from metal alloy. Single letters were placed by hand to create words, words were aligned into sentences, sentences were stacked to make paragraphs, and these were inked and pressed into paper. As a printing process it is fairly basic. Woodcuts and potato stamps use a similar method." read more

IT HAS BEEN SUCH A LONG TIME

2008-01-23T05:21:00.000+01:00

IT HAS BEEN SUCH A LONG TIME SINCE HE'S GONE...
No more sorrow.
No more sadness.
Winter...
-30C...
Freezing balls...
Forzen heart.
I am back... to nowhere... How is that over there bro?

Music by the decemberits, "Los Angeles, I am yours".

beyond the light

2007-06-16T14:35:00.000+01:00

Nelson Pabon 1977-2007

Perrito!... un abrazo a lo Charles Bronson en 'Por un punado de dolares'.
Pero como? Charles Bronson no esta en esa pelicula...
Queda pendiente la cerveza y bueno, pues aqui ya me baje unas a nombre suyo. Van unas canciones +1 bonus track, de esas que siempre terminabamos escuchando, intoxicados de noche y blues con Gio. Que mal, que mal que yo estuve tan lejos, y que bien nos pudimos reunir este anio, pero que diablos!!!. Queda pendiente la proxima reunion. Un abrazo a la distancia.

Espero que le guste la musica, no encontre nada de Kaleth Morales!!! (risas!)

I'll Catch ya later Tito.

2007-06-12T14:48:00.000+01:00

These are the kind of news that can spoil a good day, yet my days are not particularly exciting lately (days full of pain and rain). Puerto Rican singer Tito Gomez died today in Cali Colombia. Here there is a little homage to Mr Gomez. The song is Guarare, played by Ray Barreto's orchestra and featuring young Ruben Blades and Tito Gomez. Whatever Mr Gomez recorded with Grupo Niche is just irrelevant.

Were G8 Decisions Made in Advance At Bilderberg Conference?

2007-06-10T22:48:00.000+01:00

Indymedia, 10 June 2007 Major decisions about defence and economic policies for the entire Western world and official government strategy for tackling climate change are believed to have been made in secret at the Bilderberg Conference in Turkey just before the G8 summit in Germany. US president George Bush and British prime minister Tony Blair are said to have met with bankers, financiers, heads of transnational corporations, media tycoons and royalty to get their orders before attending the G8 meeting. The Bilderberg Conference met in total secrecy in the luxury Ritz-Carlton hotel guarded by Turkish police and plainclothes CIA agents, and no details of the meeting have so far emerged, nor are they likely to unless someone who was present leaks them. There has been speculation that a possible attack on Iran was discussed and there have also been rumours that Bilderberg may be planning to put microchips in peoples' brains to control the population.
There is also a story being passed around that Bilderberg plans to reduce the world population by three billion people by 2050 as a possible solution to global warming. The Bilderberg Group is believed to be controlled by David Rockefeller and it is said to be an illegal conspiracy because democratically elected heads of state meet secretly to make decisions without the press or the public being able to be present or to know what is being decided in their name. Jubal Harshaw for more information please check indymedia website

G8

2007-06-08T13:01:00.000+01:00

FRIDAY 8TH
8PM - NO NATIONS, NO BORDERS

People from No Borders London are taking part in protets against the
G8 Summit in Rostock, Germany in the first week in June 2007.
Demonstrations and meetings around migration and racism will be a
major strand of the week's events. On Friday 8th June, there will be
a benefit night at RampARTs, London E1, featuring report backs from
the G8.

Films, footage & feedback from the G8 in Germany
Followed by a benefit party for the Gatwick No Border Camp - 19-24
September 07
featuring HEADJAM (dub/ska/punk) + DJ & MC set by DubNeg

chris ede

2007-06-05T14:19:00.000+01:00

Freelance illustrator and graphic designer Chris Ede graduated last year with a first class degree. He is now working to develop his career within the illustration industry.

sweatshops

2007-06-05T13:32:00.000+01:00

demonstrations in venezuela

2007-05-29T10:21:00.000+01:00

Thousands of Venezuelans have taken to the streets of Caracas in protest at the president's decision to close the country's oldest private TV network.

Mr Chavez's supporters say Radio Caracas Television (RCTV) backed a 2002 coup which briefly ousted him.

But the country's opposition say the decision to close the network is an attempt to silence Mr Chavez's critics.(more)

gemma correll

2007-05-28T23:56:00.000+01:00

Cool portfolio by Gemma Correll at www.gemmacorrell.com

bollocks

2007-05-27T00:03:00.000+01:00

This funny VW's advertisement was banned! Bollocks!!!!!!!!!

apache..... no comments

2007-05-24T03:11:00.000+01:00

That is what happens when you have a cheesy song with a dismal choreography. Ladies and gentlemen... Apache... enjoy!!!

conspiracy and war in iran bilderberg meeting in istambul

2007-05-22T22:59:00.000+01:00

Bilderberg To Be Held In Istanbul

TurkishPress.com, 19 May 2007

Following are the highlights from today`s Turkish daily VATAN. The
Anadolu Agency is not responsible of opinions expressed or the context
of the articles and does not vouch for their accuracy:

The annual Bilderberg Meeting, which gathers high level officials from
the world business, politics and media circles, will be held in
Istanbul this year. The main topics of the meeting are Turkey, Iran
and energy issue, Vatan daily writes.

According to the daily, the 3-day meeting is an important event during
which participants also determine the following year`s agenda.

According to authoritative sources, the meeting which will be held
from May 31st to June 3rd in Istanbul, will mainly focus on issues
such as a probable operation against Iran, energy policies and
Turkey`s EU membership process.

Previously, two Bilderberg Meetings were held in Turkey, first one in
1959 in Istanbul and the other one in 1975 in Cesme town of Aegean
city of Izmir.

According to Vatan, re-chosing Turkey as a venue after 32 years, can
be interpreted as "a signal hinting the opening of EU`s doors to
Turkey".

During last year`s meeting, Turkey-EU relations were also discussed
quite intensely by the participants.

Former U.S. Secretary of State Henry Kissinger, World Bank President
Paul Wolfowitz, Former U.S. Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld and
UNDP Administrator Kemal Dervis are some of the personalities who will
attend this year`s meeting.

As U.S. Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) is responsible for the
protection of participants, CIA agents are expected to arrive in
Turkey next week in order to cooperate with Turkish officials
regarding the security.

http://www.turkishpress.com/news.asp?id=176907

http://www.bilderberg.org/2007.htm#communique

An interesting introductory video below.

small world

2007-05-20T13:40:00.000+01:00

Hey hey!.... this is the smallest website in the world.

2007-05-20T02:26:00.000+01:00

VINYL WILL KILL! HAS ARRIVED

2007-05-17T13:02:00.000+01:00

Jeremyville has conceptualised, produced and designed the first major book in the world on the designer toy movement: Vinyl Will Kill!

untitled #1 [aka vaka]

2007-05-16T10:15:00.000+01:00

A cool video and song by Icelandic band 'Sigur Ros'.

norman mclaren

2007-05-15T14:51:00.000+01:00

Norman McLaren was one of the most significant abstract filmmakers of the British inter-war period. Born in 1914 in Stirling, Scotland, he entered the Glasgow School of Fine Arts in 1932, where he became interested in film and joined the School's Kine Society. His earliest extant film, Seven Till Five (1933), a "day in the life of an art school", was clearly influenced by Eisenstein and displays a strongly formalist attitude.(more)

craig atkinson

2007-05-14T14:38:00.000+01:00

Most of Atkinson's illustrations are figurative, but made using abstract processes with each form as a shape or each line as a texture. (more)

Chiquita in Colombia: Terrorism Gone Bananas?

2007-05-13T14:31:00.000+01:00

What happens when "Business as Usual" clashes with the vocabulary of the "War on Terror"? We got a glimpse of one case this March when the Cincinnati-based Chiquita Brands International, Inc., paid a $25 million settlement to the United States Justice Department for paying off right-wing paramilitary groups in Colombia, groups which Washington classifies as "terrorist organizations."

Chiquita is one biggest and most powerful food marketing and distributing companies in the world, and one of the world’s largest banana producers. The company shows annual revenues of approximately $4.5 billion and about 25,000 employees operating in more than 70 countries.[1] The banana market, worth about $5 billion a year in 2001, is the most important global fruit export. The majority of the 14 million tons of bananas exported every year come from Latin America.[2]

The charges state that from 1997 to 2004 several unnamed, high-ranking corporate officers from Chiquita and its Colombian Banadex subsidiary made monthly payments, totaling $1.7 million, to the United Self-Defense Forces of Colombia (AUC).[3] Even though Chiquita's outside lawyers insisted that payments stop in 2001, Banadex continued write checks to the AUC, though Chiquita executives later decided that cash was a better idea.[4] (read)

Written by April Howard
Tuesday, 03 April 2007

maestro jose benito barros 1915-2007

2007-05-12T12:58:00.000+01:00

Today at the age of 92, Colombian songwriter Jose Benito Barros died. God rest the soul of the creator of countless beautiful songs. (I am due to include some of his creations in the Radioblog.)
read (spanish language)

roberto firpo

2007-05-10T11:14:00.000+01:00

the 10th of may in 1884 one of the greatest characters for tango music was born. Roberto Firpo, the musician credited with arranging & recording an old student marching song - "La Cumparsita" as a tango for the first time(1917), was born in Las Flores, in the province of Buenos Aires, Argentina on May 10, 1884 (read). In the video below, Agustin Irustia sings 'la cumparsita'.

Aqui esta su historia en espaniol (ver).

happy birthday miss helvetica

2007-05-09T01:00:00.000+01:00

Today it is the 50th anniversary of one of the most popular typographic font, the 'Helvetica'. There is an interesting article in today's BBC digital edition. Opinion, examples taken from advertisement and corporative design are outlined in it. Let us see:

'The Helvetica font is celebrating its 50th birthday. You've probably seen it a thousand times today. Why? At this moment in boardrooms across the globe, captains of industry are leafing through sheet after sheet of typefaces. There are hundreds of choices, but many of these movers and shakers don't take a lot of leafing before plumping for Helvetica. We live in a world where we are surrounded 24 hours a day by adverts and corporate communications, many in typefaces chosen to subliminally complement the message. (more).

awesome research on spiders.

2007-05-08T15:29:00.000+01:00

I have found this superb video which deciphers many of the secrets regarding spider's behavior. Awesome!!!

neopod

2007-05-07T14:59:00.000+01:00

Neopod is the online portfolio of digital designer Liam Wolf, providing simple and effective digital design
solutions for the web. The name Neopod is derived from 'Neo' meaning
new and POD standing for 'Place Of Design'. (visit)

king of leon

2007-05-06T13:05:00.000+01:00

Probably the best song from US' band 'Kings of Leon'

MOCK OPTIC

2007-05-04T13:56:00.000+01:00

MOCK OPTIC

REED ANDERSON draws highly ornate constellations of flora and fauna by folding large pieces of paper into sections, cutting holes into the paper and then applying different layers of color. The drawings are visual palindromes, mirroring positive, negative and dimensional space.(more)

spleen

2007-05-03T13:40:00.000+01:00

Samson and Delilah c.1613 Copperplate engraving, 380 x 440 mm Rockox House, Antwerp

SPLEEN

by: Charles Baudelaire

I'm like some king in whose corrupted veins
Flows agèd blood; who rules a land of rains;
Who, young in years, is old in all distress;
Who flees good counsel to find weariness
Among his dogs and playthings, who is stirred
Neither by hunting-hound nor hunting-bird;
Whose weary face emotion moves no more
E'en when his people die before his door.
His favourite Jester's most fantastic wile
Upon that sick, cruel face can raise no smile;
The courtly dames, to whom all kings are good,
Can lighten this young skeleton's dull mood
No more with shameless toilets. In his gloom
Even his lilied bed becomes a tomb.
The sage who takes his gold essays in vain
To purge away the old corrupted strain,
His baths of blood, that in the days of old
The Romans used when their hot blood grew cold,
Will never warm this dead man's bloodless pains,
For green Lethean water fills his veins.

increase your penis size by 50%

2007-05-01T01:19:00.000+01:00

MAKE THE PIE HIGHER
by George W. Bush

I think that we all agree, the past is over.
This is still a dangerous world.
It's a world of madmen and uncertainty
and potential mental losses.
Rarely is the question asked
Is our children learning?
Will the highways of the internet become more few?
How many hands have I shaked?
They misunderestimated me.
I am a pitbull on the pantleg of opportunity.
I know that the human being and the fish can coexist.
Families is where our nation finds hope, where
Our wings take dream.
Put food on your family!
Knock down the tollbooth!
Vulcanize society!
Make the pie higher! Make the pie higher!
(see more)

Anatomy of a Murder

2007-04-30T01:02:00.000+01:00

Title Sequence by Saul Bass for the movie 'Anatomy of a murder' (1959).

...

Teodoru badiu

2007-04-29T01:42:00.000+01:00

Badiu's work is a mixture between Cinema 4D and Illustrator, the result is a range of mix media images that Badiu communicate his ideas affectively. (see).

bullets and drops II

2007-04-28T01:56:00.001+01:00

It was three forty five in the morning when the mobile phone rang, it was Frank again... but what in the hell does he want at this time of the night?...

Frank: What ya doin'?
Volan: What ya think pussy?
Frank: Sorry for disturbing, but er...well...
Volan: Don't be sorry, just do not do it again.
Frank: I met Lady Miss Happiness today...

At that point I hung up.... went to the kitchen, made a coffee, no sugar, no milk... three forty eight a.m, the phone rang again.

Volan: What in the fuck are you talking about.
Frank: Mmmm do you remember her?... she used to be a pain in the ass.
Volan: Well she is.
Frank: She asked whether you are fine...
Volan: What ya said?
Frank: I haven't seen him for ages I said.
Volan: Hey... good girl you are...

there was a silence for a minute or two...

volan: ya there?
Frank: yes i am... er...well.... I need a favor from you,
Volan: Look man, it is almost four in the morning... could not you have called me in the afternoon?
Frank: sorry for disturbing you...er...well.....
Volan: what you want?
Frank: Can I borrow you gun?
Volan: what?......

I had a sip of coffee, lighted another cigarrette, walked towards the window and leaned on the window's sill, it was raining and I imagine that the little drops on the double glazing were Miss Happiness.

Frank: Hey...are ya there?
Volan: What do you need it for?
Frank: I am gonna swip her from the face of earth
Volan: But why? Leave her alone, she is Just an stupid gal, she's just a poor sap.
Frank: Can I get it or not?
Volan: Well, but make it clean...right, I do want no troubles... right?
Frank: Cheers mate!...I will pick it up tomorrow morning...
Volan: Ok bye!
Frank: Bye.

I walked towards the chest and hovered for a little while, recalling where the gun was...as I opened the chest's door the phone rang again, it was Frank again.

volan: What is the fucking matter now?
Frank: Please, do not forget the bullets...please.
Volan: okay, bye.

I hanged up and took the gun out of the drawer, turned around a bit to the mirror, rose my letf hand holding firmily the gun and pointed to my image on the mirror.

The next day Frank came to my house and picked up the gun promising to bring it back before midnight.

Frank: Im gonna blow her head off... She is at home right now, thanks volan, see you later man!....thanks again. Volan: Go away!, and remember I do not want troubles.
Frank: No worries, bye.

I spent the afternoon drinking in my room, I was quite drunk after half bottle of Jack Daniel's, all in a sudden the phone rang twice, before the bell rang for a third one I picked up.

Volan: Hello?
Miss H: Hi Volan, I was worried about you, how is it going?
Volan: Worried? yes i bet you were, mmm... m... i'm fine thanks.
MIss H: Are you drinking?
Volan: Yes, so what?
Miss H: Have not you learned your lesson.? Volan: Listen, dear, do not give me that shit now okay?
Miss H: I want to see you, Can I go to your place?
Volan: Where are you?
Miss H: I am at home.
Volan: At home...., right, look I am pretty drunk I think you'd better stay there, also it is quite cold and it has not stopped rainning since last night.
Miss H: Come on Volan, I want to see you...
Volan: Okay, let's meet up tomorrow afternoon, we can have a beer or two and....
MIss H: Hang on a minute, there is someone knocking the door, I will be right back.
Volan: OKay okay, I'm waiting then.

Having said that I had a sip of Jack Daniel's and hanged up thinking about the things I had to do next day during the afternoon.

Jerome

dazed and confused

2007-04-27T01:49:00.000+01:00

Ohhh dear!.... the greatest rock band ever rocked like this!

...

Screen-print effects

2007-04-26T23:22:00.000+01:00

Check out this tutorial. Taken from 'computer arts' magazine.

Screen printing is a tricky, messy process, but it’s the less than perfect areas that create that distinctive look. Here, Computer Arts regular Derek Lea reveals how to simulate silk-screened imperfections in Photoshop... (start)

sahatarchi pittarong

2007-04-24T15:16:00.000+01:00

Sahatarch Pittarong, 23, is a freelance illustrator and a graphic designer. Check out his website. Awesome indeed.

trippy intro

2007-04-23T10:57:00.000+01:00

I came across this cracking intro from 'the Simpsons'. Awesome!!!

let's give a break to our mother

2007-04-16T16:39:00.000+01:00

This is an e-mail and digital invitation going on around the world. Let's switch off the lights, tv, lap tops and other electrical devices tomorrow the 17th of April 2007 from 19:53 to 20:00. It is just 7 minutes and the benefits for the planet will be notorious. Please spread the word!.

I am not fond chained e-mails but I reckon this is a very good reason.

Esta es una cyber-invitacion que esta dandole la vuelta a mundo. Apagemos las luces, televisores, computadores personales y demas aparatos electricos manana 17 de Abril de 2007 desde las 19:53 hasta las 20:00. Son solo 7 minutos y los beneficios para el planeta seran notorios. Comuniquenlo a sus amigos, envien e-mails o escribanlo en sus blogs...

No soy muy amigo de las cadenas de correos electronicos pero considero que esta es una buena causa.

Pedro Infante -amor de mis amores-

2007-04-15T13:37:00.000+01:00

Entrada para conmemorar los 50 anos de la desaparicion de Pedro Infante.

This is a Pedro Infante memorial post. He died 50 years ago. One of the best voices of all times.

get the glass

2007-04-11T17:48:00.000+01:00

Get the glass es un juego de mesa producido en 3d como parte de la nueva campana de 'got milk' en USA. El objetivo del juego es conducir a la familia Adachi sobre el tablero hacia la nevera, entonces ellos pueden obtener la leche.

Usando el raton, el jugador lanza el dado y empieza a avanzar. Al ir avanzando, las casillas generan uno de tres tipos de cartas. Las cartas de la suerte autorizan al jugador para avanzar, las cartas malas devuelven al jugador y las cartas 'inteligentes' requieren que el jugador resuelva una pregunta y asi continuar. Los agentes que cuidan el refrigerador van tras las huellas del jugador y estan al acecho... el resto es innecesario... Interesante el juegito, eso si...toma su tiempo. Los graficos son impresionantes, la interactividad muy interesante al igual que toda la narrativa que maneja. 'Get the glass' es una muy buena respuesta al problema de como implementar un juego de mesa en una pieza grafica digital interactiva agregandole contenidos que las nuevas herramientan ofrecen.

Get the Glass is a 3D board game produced as a part of a new Got Milk advertising campaign in the US. The object of the game is to get the Adachi family around the board and into Fort Fridge so that they can...erm...Get the Glass.

Using the mouse, you throw a single die to move around the board. Most squares result in the picking of one of three types of cards: Fortune cards move you forward, Misfortune cards move you back, and Mastermind cards require you to solve a puzzle. Hot on your tail are the Fort Fridge security guards who will throw you into Milkatraz if they catch up with you. End up there three times and your quest is over. Turns are interspersed with a series of mini-games which you will need to complete successfully to proceed.

Jim's collection of Worst Album covers of all time

2007-04-10T00:50:00.000+01:00

Por ahi dando tumbos en la red me encontre con esta deliciosa pagina, una coleccion de las peores caratulas de discos de todos los timepos. (yo incluiria algunas mas).

Browsing again I found this nice site with a delightful series of appalling album covers.

Jim's collection

9 de abril 1948 el dia que se jodio colombia

2007-04-09T17:05:00.001+01:00

9 de Abril, una fecha que debemos recordar toda nuestra vida. El caudillo del pueblo, Jorge Eliecer Gaitan habia sido asesinado una lluviosa y sucia tarde de abril. Eso dia nos jodimos, o mejor nos jodieron. Desde ese dia, este pais, olvidado por Dios se desangra en un guerra civil. De esos tiempos se recuerda la lucha entre Liberales y Conservadores, ese tiempo se ha llamado 'la violencia'. La gran mayoria de Colombianos somos descendientes de esa generacion tragica, de esa generacion que hizo del imperio de la muerte su pan diario. Hoy en dia, los protagonistas han cambiando, Ya no son Rojos a Azules (ahora son uno solo, corruptos politicos que negocian nuestra riqueza al calor de un whiskey mal habido). Ahora son paramilitares, narcotraficantes y guerrilla, todos hambriento de un poder que el 'oro blanco' les proporciona. Solo una cosa no cambia, la victima. Recordemos esta fecha con tristeza pero tambien con valor para cambiar un pais del que ya nadie se acuerda, de un pais que solo figura en las paginas rojas de la prensa mundial, de un pais gobernado por criminales y terroristas de ultra-derecha. De una nacion que no se merece a sus dirigentes. -asi dia a dia los siga eligiendo. Quien mato a Gaitan?... Juan Roa Sierra figurara los anaqueles de la Justicia como el hombre que perpetro un crimen que a muchos les convenia. Por que no reafirmar lo que ya es harto sabido por nosotoros?... Existio la mano negra de la CIA en procura de arradicar de su patio de recreo cualquier sombra de Socialismo?... Si, y encontro en sus politicos corruptos los socios adecuados para marcar con sangre a toda una nacion.

Pica aca para leer una resena hecha por Eduardo Galeano sobre el 9 de Abril.

Gilbert and George

2007-04-08T01:05:00.000+01:00

British sculptors. Gilbert Proesch (Dolomites, Italy, 17 Sept 1943) and George Passmore (Plymouth, Devon, 8 Jan 1942) met in 1967 as students at St Martin’s School of Art in London. By 1969 they were reacting against approaches to sculpture then dominant at St Martin’s, which they regarded as elitist and poor at communicating outside an art context. Their strategy was to make themselves into sculpture, so sacrificing their separate identities to art and turning the notion of creativity on its head. To that end Gilbert and George became interchangeable cyphers and their surnames were dispensed with.(more)

Leopard lady collection

2007-04-07T01:17:00.000+01:00

Mmmm Kerlames and Pabon Rabon surely remember this beauty.

GENTELMEN!... THE LOVELY DOMINATRIX PIN UP BETTIE PAGE.
PAGE'S OFFICIAL WEBSITE.
(I have already singed up my membership)

rosa salvaje

2007-04-06T19:28:00.000+01:00

Rosa salvaje ("Wild Rose" or "Wild Rosa") is a Mexican telenovela that was broadcasted in 1987. It starred the popular Mexican actress Verónica Castro, who played the main character, "Rosa", co-starring with Guillermo Capetillo as her love interest and Laura Zapata as the villain of the story.

This telenovela was a huge success in Mexico, Latin America, Russia, China and the United States and provided the template for numerous other South American soap operas in terms of story, plot twists and characters for years to come.

Rosa salvaje es una telenovela mexicana estrenada en 1987. Protagonizada por la eterna diva Veronica Castro, co protagonizada por Guillermo Capetillo y Laura Zapata, la mala del paseo.

Esta novela barrio en Mexico, Latin America, Rusia, China y los Esatdps Unidos, igualmente sento las bases para futuras telenovelas en el continente. Muchas telenovelas se podrian llamar secuelas de Rosita salvaje, al igual que el mundo de la musica se vio lamentablemente contaminado por la secuel da Veronica... don Christian Castro, quien heredo de su madre el talento* y el estilacho. *sarcasmo.

I want to love you tender

2007-04-05T15:55:00.000+01:00

Just to carry on with the saga of super trash musical video productions I want to share this Jewel dismally performed by Finish artists Army and Danny once upon the 80's (of course).

Siguiendo con la saga de super trash video-producciones quiero compartir esta joya pobremente desempenada por los artistas Finlandeses Army & Danny,

por alla en los 80's por supuesto.

It's only a line but I like it, I like it.

2007-04-04T20:12:00.000+01:00

Después de un accidente en las islas Fiyi el año pasado, el guitarrista de los Rolling Stones Keith Richards, de 63 años, escribe otra página en su particular leyenda al asegurar que inhaló durante una juerga las cenizas de su padre, fallecido en el 2002. (leer). La entrevista fue realizada por la revista Britanica NME (rock) aqui se puede leer la entrevista original. Que divertido que es Keith Richards.

In an awesome interview given to British rock magazine NME, Rolling Stones lead guitar's Keith Richards admits having snorted the ashes of his own father. I could not help but laugh after reading that part of the interview. Well actually the whole article is very interesting for whose who love the BEST ROCK BAND EVER. (read)

THE SICK MUSE

2007-04-03T23:08:00.000+01:00

THE SICK MUSE

Poor Muse, alas, what ails thee, then, to-day?
Thy hollow eyes with midnight visions burn,
Upon thy brow in alternation play,
Folly and Horror, cold and taciturn.

Have the green lemure and the goblin red,
Poured on thee love and terror from their urn?
Or with despotic hand the nightmare dread
Deep plunged thee in some fabulous Minturne?

Would that the breast where so deep thoughts arise,
Breathed forth a healthful perfume with thy sighs;
Would that thy Christian blood ran wave by wave

In rhythmic sounds the antique numbers gave,
When Phoebus shared his alternating reign
With mighty Pan, lord of the ripening grain.

Charles Baudelaire

Islas Malvinas hace 25 abriles

2007-04-03T15:53:00.000+01:00

Hace 25 años, un siniestro régimen militar, cuya popularidad caía en picado, ordenó el desembarco de jóvenes soldados argentinos en las islas Malvinas sin una táctica ni una estrategia para enfrentar al poderío bélico británico. Preocupada por el creciente descontento popular, por la crisis económica y los atisbos de reorganización de los partidos políticos, la dictadura que gobernaba Argentina desde 1976 vio en la recuperación de la soberanía del archipiélago una oportunidad para alargar su agonía.(mas). dos interesantes videos en el link de abajo.

Cortos de 'iluminados por el fuego' 2005 Arg. Film basado en la guerra de las Malvinas.

1982: Argentina invades Falklands
Argentina has invaded the British territory of the Falkland Islands in the south Atlantic.

The islands, off the coast of Argentina, have been a cause of friction between the two countries since Britain claimed them in 1833. (read)

eternal drafts, dusty, salty winds

2007-04-02T20:50:00.000+01:00

Frank has just sent me this picture to my e-mail. He is an old friend of mine, a young brilliant lad I met two years ago.

Frank is a loner, so am I, he plays with fire, he's going beyond himself he often says. I can scarcely understand Frank's behavior, He loves Rossini and Albion. I prefer Rachmaninoff and Brahms. Both of us, dwell the murky night. The moon, reddish tonight, hides cunningly behind foggy, milky, dirty clouds. Frank goes beyond himself, I remain still watching the boats sailing away towards the sun, Frank lives in the sun, Frank is made of fire, and plays with it. I left him sail, eternal drafts, dusty, salty winds will push his ship to a circular flame, in which we all shall die.

Let's climb through the tide

2007-03-31T01:46:00.000+01:00

This beauty is 'moonlight drive' one of my favorite songs by the L.A chaps!... The Doors. It is highly recommended not to be 'to down on earth' while listening to this. Robby Kriegger is a superb musician, so talentive and resourceful while setting music together.

lars fiske

2007-03-30T14:51:00.000+01:00

Lars Fiske, an interesting Norwegian illustrator portfolio.

RINGS OF FIRE

2007-03-27T14:06:00.000+01:00

my pooped heart oozes
'baccy juices
Sad pooped heart.
Yelled abuse
And soupy juices
Smear my sad heart.

Privates parade
Their evening
Painting degrades.
Magical waves
Lift up and save
My tainted heart.

Quid-spitting done
How to go on
Poor swallowed heart
Their booze and smut
My knotted gut
My cheated heart?

Arthur Rimbaud

the wall of discord

2007-03-26T17:16:00.000+01:00

LA TRIPLE FRONTERA
Polémica en Paraguay por el muro que Brasil construirá en la frontera
La valla se edificará frente a Ciudad del Este. Lo califican de "gesto de hostilidad".(mas)

BRASILIA, Brazil - Brazil will build a wall on a small portion of its border with Paraguay in an effort to combat contraband and smuggling, the government's official news agency said.(more)

Source: Clarin, Buenos Aires.(esp) and MSNBC(eng)

Subterranean homesick blues

2007-03-25T16:27:00.000+01:00

Bob Dylan's 'subterranean homesick blues'. This is one of the best music video ever and perhaps one of the first ones too.

Snowy spring

2007-03-24T15:59:00.000+01:00

Just posting a little drawing I made the other day. I think I sketched it out while waiting for a train (It took about 10 minutes to wait for the bloody train) last year. I inked it last week.

rubber johnny

2007-03-23T14:31:00.000+01:00

In 2005, music video producer Chris Cunnigham and Musician Aphex Twin worked on a 6 minute experimental short film named Rubber Johhny. The concept for Rubber Johnny came from Cunningham imagining a raver morphing as he danced. The idea evolved to the present film, in which Johnny (played by Cunningham) is an isolated deformed (possibly hydrocephalus) teenager kept on a wheelchair and locked in a dark basement with his deformed chihuahua. Given his situation, he spends his life imagining all kinds of musical psychedelia to entertain. Watch it out.

our latin thing 1971 NY

2007-03-21T12:31:00.000+01:00

This is an authentic jewell. Fania all Stars -the best salsa band ever- with all its line up playing in 1971 at the 'cheetaa' in New York City. This is an original footage from the movie 'our latin thing'. A selected group or musicians conformed in 1968 'fania all stars', Tito Puente, Celia Cruz, Héctor Lavoe, Santos Colón, Willie Colón, Rubén Blades, Roberto Roena, Larry Harlow, Mongo Santamaría, Papo Lucca, Nicky Marrero, Bobby Valentín, Cheo Feliciano, Ismael Miranda, Justo Betancourt, Ismael Quintana, Pete "El Conde" Rodríguez, Bobby Cruz and of course the great Ray Barretto, the boy with the hard hands -el manos duras-, Just to mention few of them.

revolting chiquita

2007-03-21T11:36:00.000+01:00

The same company that was involved in the slaughter of about 3000 banana farmers in Colombia in 1927, admits paying paramilitary illegal groups in order to guarantee their security, again in Colombia. Have you ever heard the term 'Banana republic'? Well it comes due to this company at the beginning of the 20th century regarding its policies in Latin-America. (more)

LOSING YOU

2007-03-20T17:54:00.000+01:00

Jan Terri's best-known music video is for "Losing You". Although a somewhat honest effort is given to the production, the result resembles something one might find on late-night public access television, which provides for unintentional humor for many viewers.(more)

Jan Terry es una cantante de blues Estadounidense. Sus álbumes incluyen Baby Blues y Chic a Go Go.

Graduada en Administración de Comunicaciones, artes y entretenimiento del Columbia Collegue en 1983. Mientras estudiaba en Columbia Collegue Terry realizo algunas practicas académicas en Hillside, administrado por una banda de Country llamada Windy City Cowboys, de la que posteriormente Terry se convirtió en Cantante secundaria, presentándose en Possum Pub, in Melrose Park y en algunos Matrimonios. Mientras tanto Terry continuo grabando sus propias creaciones y pronto se dedico a crear videos para sus canciones.

Aparentemente uno de los videos de Jan Terry llega a manos de la estrella de rock Marilin Manson, quien queda intrigado con el material. Manson llevo a Terry para hacer una presentación en una de sus fiestas. Manson pareció muy impresionado con Terry y su sinceridad y le preemitió abrir uno de sus conciertos.

Losing you es él mas conocido de los videos musicales de Terry, sin embargo su producción y final resultado es bastante pobre, a pesar de los esfuerzos de Terry.

samorost 2

2007-03-18T18:31:00.000+01:00

Samorost 2 is a game designed by amanita design. Give it a try.

Flashforward Film Festival 2006. Winner ('original Sound category')
Highly recommended in 'best game' and 'most innovative visual effects' category in Gameshadow innovation in games awards.
Best web browser game 2007 independent game festival.
Seoul Net Festival 2006 Winner.

the walkers

2007-03-14T16:55:00.000+01:00

I'm the man who wanders. Met the gal who walks...
trampling the dust, sinking into the night...
I am sexual said the gal who walks,
I am a loner said the man who wanders.

Daring digesting digested dust.
drunk, skunk.
Push it push it push...
are you a pusher?...
no sexy... I am the man who walks...
I will use you-just do it
- walk home-
I want to walk onto you mountains.
Hold my hand,
let's walk until our skin, skunk, sunk,
dried dies...

tiger tiger

2007-03-12T19:36:00.001+01:00

Tiger Tiger

Tiger Tiger. burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye.
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat.
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp.
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears
And watered heaven with their tears:
Did he smile His work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger Tiger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

The Tiger
William Blake

Do androids dream of electric sheep?

2007-03-10T21:17:00.000+01:00

Do androids dream of electric sheep? is a science fiction novel written by Phillip K. Dick in 1968. After a world war, the planet is devastated, radioactive dust it in the atmosphere and eventually it will extinguish human race. U.N have created a plan to save human life by encouraging emigration to Mars, offering to each emigrant family a robot that will work for them as slaves, they are called Androids –or Andy-. Yet a new series of androids have been developed, they are completely organic and their intelligence level is superb, consequently they can disguise easily as humans, this new type of Andy are called Nexus-6. Some of the Nexus-6 have escaped from Mars to Earth in order to live totally free amongst humans (yes there were some humans dwellers in the planet as some people refused to leave, the eventually will die as a result of the radiation). A bounty hunter, who at the same time, a police officer will ‘retire’ them by using a well proven test in order to find out emotional reaction from the Andys.

I have to admit that I cannot remember the last time I had read this kind of stories, I am not a big fan of SC, but someone had recommended it, so I gave it a try. Do androids dream of electric sheep? Is an incredible piece of SC. It was a bit complicated for me to start up as In the first chapter Dick starts talking about something in particular, in chapter two changes the theme and so on for three or four chapters. The amazing thing is that while the story did not grab me at first, the author was delivering lots of essential information. Once we get on board it is just a delightful reading. It is not the story… there are something else, few moral concerns, and philosophical questions that are given to the reader. Blade Runner, the movie by Ridley Scott during the 80 was based on this book but there are many differences, yet both of them worth to watch and read.

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‘Blade runner’ (entiendo este es el titulo en español) es una novela de ciencia-ficción escrita por Phillip Dick en 1968. Después de una guerra mundial, el planeta ha sido devastado, nubes de polvo radiactivo están en la atmósfera y esto inevitablemente destruiría el planeta y la raza humana. La ONU ha creado un plan para salvar la especie promoviendo la migración a Marte y garantizando a cada familia que lo haga, los servicios de un Androide que le serviría de esclavo. Sin embargo un nuevo lote de Androides ha sido desarrollado, estos son completamente orgánicos, con una inteligencia muy superior a los anteriores y prácticamente imposible de diferenciar de un humano. Estos son los Nexus-6. Algunos de estos androides han escapado a la tierra para vivir libremente entre los hombres. Un policía y a la vez caza recompensas es empleado para deshacerse de los últimos seis Nexus –6, usando una serie de pruebas para determinar reacciones emocionales en los Androides y así desenmascararlos. Una novela un poco complicada de leer al principio ya que el autor varia los temas de capitulo en capitulo al princio per a la vez entrega una cantidad de informacion que mas adelante uno necesita para entender la historia. Despues que la historia lo agarra a uno... es una delicia leer el libro.

back in bussiness ::: yet astonished :::

2007-03-09T12:55:00.000+01:00

Human Rights Concerns

For more than two decades Colombia has suffered from a human rights crisis. The Colombian government of President Alvaro Uribe has recently argued that there are less killings and that it is taking action against paramilitary forces. Amnesty International has documented that there has been no substantive improvement in the human rights situation, that human rights conditions have worsened in several conflict zones, and that collusion between the armed forces and illegal paramilitary groups continues... more.

LA MUERTE ES ASTUTA

2007-03-03T03:23:00.000+01:00

Este fue un texto que escribi hace como dos anios...mis epocas de trabajo en dos ruedas... algo divertido pero a la vez estresante; por el trafico y el riesgo de morir aplastado por un conductor de bus; y fisicamente agotador....de nuevo... algo que tambien fue muy divertido y que recuerdo de la mejor manera.

Son las 3:25pm, tengo las luces frontales y traseras encendidas, discos reflectivos en el morral y el radioteléfono en "on" avisándome que tengo que recoger un paquete en Great Portland Street, decido saltarme el semáforo en rojo, antes de hacerlo verifíco ambos costados de la calle, no hay policía, decido maniobrar y tomar Regent's Street hacia Baker Street, al cruzar de un costado a otro un taxista me madrea, un peatón me madrea y un conductor de bus me madrea, todos me madrean, el cielo me madrea con una nube gruesa y gris que no me deja ver las luces de los semáforos. Recibo un mensaje de texto, SK. Me envía un beso con sabor a vino de pobre calidad, ahora mismo esta tomando un descanso cerca de Barbican, me dice en el mensaje, Pienso en S.K y las tardes del verano y empino hacia Baker Street, doblo a la izquierda buscando Great Portland Street. Ignoro otra luz roja.

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Después de Oxford Street sigue New Oxford Street -sujeta a esa dinámica tan poco matemática- y luego de cruzar Grays Inn Road se puede bajar a la velocidad de la luz a Clerkenwell Road que inevitablemente me lleva a Old Street. No me gustan los Lunes en la mañana en Old Street, sin embargo Clerkenwell es delicioso los Viernes en la tarde -en verano es rico bajar desde los Miércoles en la tarde-.

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Pocos metros después de tomar Clerkenwell road esta el Bar, decenas de bicicletas parquedas afuera y todos los Couriers nos sentamos a beber ahí hasta las 11pm. Esa es una rutina para todos nosotros, rutina que supongo se repite en cada rincón del planeta -"...la muerte es astuta..." me diría ella una madrugada- . La tarde se desliza perezosamente no queriendo alcanzar la noche, es un viernes caliente y húmedo, llovió un poco, es un viernes normal, es una tarde tan normal de un Viernes tan común que ni valdría la pena vivirlo, es verano. Pero lo que me detiene a pensar esa tarde en particular es el hecho que quizás sucedió en el verano más caliente que habíamos pasado, desde Abril ya teníamos que pedalear en pescadores y con media invisible, los jerseys eran lo único que podíamos resistir bajo ese sol despiadado, -en Mayo llovió mucho pero la temperatura continuaba en ascenso- luego llegó Junio y el infierno que solo podíamos saciar en el bar -No se bebe mientras se despachan encomiendas en la ciudad- y luego Julio y luego Agosto y los desiertos. Pero durante ese verano; entre el final de Mayo y Agosto sucedió algo en particular -una de esas particularidades que marcan el destino de los seres humanos-, SK llego una tarde de Junio al Bar... SK era de Busan. -No conozco ninguna courier asiática- le dije una mañana pegajosa. -Yo tampoco- me respondió timidamente llevándose la mano lentamente a la boca, cubriendosela sin jamás tocar sus labios. Yo estaba con Tomek y Mariusz en una esquina del bar, al lado nuestro estaba Monika, Bruno y Flavio. Tom invitó a SK a la mesa e hicimos las respectivas presentaciones, -Tom trabajaba para la misma compañia de SK así que ya se habían visto durante esa semana-. SK había llegado a la ciudad; como muchos de nosotros; para hacer algo de dinero, conoció a Tomek en un bar y una semana después ya estaba sobre la bicicleta despachando correspondencias ajenas.

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De un momento a otro en mi mente se quedó grabado -tatuado- para siempre cuando vi a SK llevándose la mano lentamente a la boca, cubriéndosela sin jamas tocar sus labios -gesto que adivine bastante oriental- y me dijo su nombre; recuerdo de vez en cuando ese gesto cuando cruzo una calle en medio del gentío, llueve, la soledad me mata y un taxista queriendo estar ebrio me madrea. Esa noche nos emborrachamos como el demonio, y me fui para casa de SK quien vivía cerca de Stramford Hill. Rematamos la noche con comida basura que encontramos en una esquina y dos botellas de vino pobre calidad. Hacia calor, ya la noche había vencido la perezosa tarde y nada importaba. -ese preciso instante cuando todas nuestras respuesta son un que diablos!!!...-.

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Volteo y ya estoy llegando a Great Portland Street, recibo otro mensaje de texto y un mensaje en el radioteléfono preguntándome si ya despache la encomienda, respondo groseramente que no y Nick me responde con su inentendible acento Irlandes que tengo que ir cerca de St Paul's a recoger otra encomienda, reviso el mensaje de texto y es SK preguntándome donde queda 5 Air Street. Finalmente estoy en Great Portland Street, me dirijo a una oficina en el octavo piso de un edificio tan miserable como este invierno, estando en el ascensor le escribo el mensaje a SK explicándole como llegar a 5 Air Street, al salir del ascensor oprimo "enviar" y medio corazón se me va con ese mensaje. Siempre me he preguntado por que SK nunca se tomo la molestia de revisar el mapa de la ciudad en vez de preguntarme como llegar a alguna calle... -...la muerte es astuta...- seria su supuesta respuesta.

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Estoy cerca de Tower Hill, cruzo un semáforo en rojo, miro para ambos costados, ya no me importa, simplemente pedaleo a la derecha, me vuelven a madrear y no me importa, reviso en celular en mi bolsillo buscando un mensaje de texto que nunca llegará, alguien me grita en el radioteléfono, es Nick me dice que me vaya para Westminster y le digo que tengo cinco kilos de helado derritiéndose en la mochila y que tengo que llegar primero a Beak street antes de bajar a Westminster, -contacta a Flavio, lo acabo de ver pasando esperando despachos- le contesto maniobrando entre dos automóviles. -el cliente ha estado esperando esas malditas muestras de helado por más de quince minutos- responde Nick. Apago el radioteléfono -eso me va a costar una suspensión-

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Cinco kilos de helado se me derriten en la espalda y nadie me envía un mensaje de texto. Subo desde Tower Hill hasta Beak St y hago el ultimo despacho. No tengo mensajes de texto, me pregunto que será de SK, será que ya me olvido, ¿será que las tardes en Busan son mejores que en Stramford Hill? ¿Sera que el vino de pobre calidad sabe mejor si no esta conmigo? Pedaleo sin compasión de mi mismo mientras pienso, escucho un extraño ruido en la cadena y me pregunto si podré sacar un fin de semana para reparar la bicicleta y cambiarle la batería a las luces por que es invierno y no veo ni textos ni semáforos. Hoy es Lunes, vengo desde Beak Street, llueve medio Mar del Norte encima mío y no hay ningún courier en el bar, obvio son las cuatro de la tarde, es invierno y las predicciones indican una nevada en un par de días, SK se largo de mi vida con la mitad de mis recuerdos y una maleta que decía Korean Airlines "Handle with care". Nick me vuelve a llamar al radioteléfono, tengo que bajar hasta Berdmondsey a recoger una encomienda, es Junio y hace un sol delicioso, le respondo alegremente a Nick que ya estoy cerca de Borough y que en menos de cinco minutos le recojo la encomienda. Devolverme desde Berdmondsey hasta el Bar me tomará quince minutos, pasándome semáforos en rojo, madreando taxistas y conductores de bus, madreando peatones despistados, madreando peatones rusos, polacos, españoles, asiáticos, blancos, negros amarillos verdes y azules -jamás me alcanzaran!- pienso mientras pedaleo por calles y recovecos sin revisar si tengo algún mensaje.

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Llego al bar y están todos los muchachos, Tomek con Mariusz como de costumbre y veo a Monika, Flavio y Bruno en la mesa del lado, Tom me golpea la espalda y me advierte de la presencia de una chica a la entrada del bar, la chica se acerca saluda a Tom y luego se dirige a Mariusz y a mi, me detengo a ver como se lleva la mano lentamente hacia la boca cubriéndola sin jámas tocar los labios y me dice con un acento de Busan -o de Seoul-. -Hola, me llamo SK!- Es Junio, el verano es delicioso, bebemos cerveza y nos dirigimos a Stramford Hill en medio del ensordecedor ruido de la noche, la intimidad nos espera y el olvido es una víctima a manos del momento ? por lo menos esta noche-. Antes de llegar a Stramford Hill, nos detenemos; advierto que debo revisar mi bicicleta, de otra manera no resistirá el próximo invierno, SK me indica que en una esquina hay un puesto de comidas rápidas y justo al lado una licorera, opto por la segunda mientras ella compra algo para comer, yo me armo con dos botellas de vino de poca calidad y voy a su encuentro. Es Junio, es verano y el paraíso es nuestro. Estamos en Stramford Hill Finalmente. Subimos por una escalera que nos llevara felizmente a un cuarto sencillo, una bombilla de cuarenta vatios la ilumina, nos sentamos en un sofá rojo al que le crujen los resortes, SK pone algo de música, comemos la basura que ella compró y yo destapo el vino barato. Es junio, hace calor y bebo mientras pienso -que diablos!!!- ??...la muerte es astuta...? SK me susurra al oído.

Volan Enero 15 2003

Este es uno de mis primeros posts, cuando era menos impopular en la blogosfera. SK no puede leer este post, y no puedo tampoco ponerme a la tarea de traducirlo. Lailustracion de la derecha es de Ferney, hecha hace como 6 anios.

This is one of my frst posts, when i was less unpopular in the blogosphere. SK is not able to read this post and I am afraid I can't be bother to translate it.The illustration on the right is by Ferney, he made it 6 years ago or so.

Nagging doubts No 50. Torn inside. V 2.0 - My dead's friend Text

2007-02-27T17:17:00.000+01:00

Sunday...

It is sunny, it is bright, it is quite warm in comparison with the previous week, it is the very first day of spring but i am fu**ing depressed and I dunno why...

CK says:
morning did u have good sleep?

Volan says:
not really

Volan says:
what about you?

CK says:
you will be ok

CK says:
i didnt do anything today weasted my sunday

CK says:
weast

CK says:
waist?

Rock me baby

2007-02-27T04:33:00.000+01:00

Guitar shred show is one of those playful websites we bump into time to time, have you got some spare time? just go and jam with Mr Fast Fingers guitar session, but be aware, you must defeat the devil and play on your own... this site rocks -literally speaking-. It is also remarkable the work in Macromedia Flash to develop this piece. Play here.

Guitar shred show es uno de esos deliciosos sitios de internet para entretenrse por un buen rato. Tiene un segundo? veya y haga jam con Mr Fast Fingers pero recuerde que al final debe derrotar al diablo. Ademas de ser un sitio muy entretendio, hay que destacar las maravillas que se pueden hacer con flash, y una muy buena idea por supuesto. Pinche aca.

no controles

2007-02-26T03:45:00.000+01:00

El 8 de Octubre de 1985 -dos semanas despues del terremoto del 19 de Septiembre que azoto a Mexico- FLANS vio la luz por primera vez, (aunque no se ha comprobado jamas que hayan sido consecuencia directa del lamentable sismo).

Este grupo conformado por las Mexicanas Ivonne Margarita Guevara Garcia e Irma Angelica Hernandez Ochoa ('la mimi') y acompanadas por Maria Oliva Schewein Furth; fue de un éxito de dimensiones epicas, no solo en Mexico sino en toda Latinoamerica, e incluso poco tiempo despues cruzo el 'charco' y azoto a Espana. En Marzo de 1990 y despues de una exitosa carrera la 'FLANS' deciden desintegrarse (debido a estos cinco arduos anos de trabajo en pro de la musica Latinoamericana) y asi nos dejaron de dar lata estas mechipintadas de copete 'alf', vestidos de pano gigantezcos (en las que cabrian con todo y 'alf') y los muy famosos 'converse all stars'.

Aqui hago un pequeno homenaje (inmerecido) a estas divas de la cancion pop ochentera y a todos los que sobrevivimos el movimiento telurico para tener que soportarlas. Jesus mio, como sonaba esa cancion hasta en la sopa. ...no controles mis sentidos, no controles mis vestidos...no controles...bla bla...

Para alegria de algunos pocos, las FLANS se reencontraron tiempo despues es una fecha que no vale la pena ni mencionar y segun nuestro equipo investigativo, realizaron su ultima gira por alla en monterrey en el 2005.

In October the 8th of 1985 –two weeks after the earthquake which devastated Mexico (September the 19th)- FLANS came to life for the very first time, (albeit it has not been proved it was as a consequence of the natural disaster). This group, formed by Mexicans Ivonne Margarita Guevara Garcia and Irma Angelica Hernandez Ochoa ('la mimi') and teamed up by Venezuelan Maria Oliva Schewein Furth; was a success of epic dimensions not just in Mexico, but also, in the whole Latin-America, even crossing the Atlantic and threatening Spain.

In March 1990 and after a successful career ‘FLANS’ decided to break up due to those five years of thorough work for Latin-American music) allowing us to have a rest from these Alf-like blond dyed tuft girls, tucked into huge blazers (which could easily contain also Alf himself) and the largely known ‘Converse all stars’.

Here there is a little (non deserved) ‘homage’ to these pop divas form the 80’s and all those whose survived the Earthquake to have the misfortune to stand them.

superlitio

2007-02-24T23:40:00.000+01:00

Superlitio is a Colombian band of rock en español from Cali, Colombia. They were founded in 1997. Its members are Pedro Rovetto (Bass), Pipe Bravo (Keyboards, guitar and voice), Mauricio Campo (Lead Singer), Alejandro Lozano (Guitar), Armando Gonzalez (Drums) and Dino Agudelo (DJ). The band has participated and headlined a wide variety of international musical festivals. Their music has reached all corners in Latin America, and foreign countries such as the US, France and England. Two independent records “Marciana” (1.997) and “El Sonido Mostaza” (1.999), have allowed the band to tour all over Colombia, and have embarked the band on a 3 month us tour (Gimme one dollar us tour). In 2002 the band has finished working on their third record "Tripping Tropicana", produced by Tweety González (Soda Stereo, Fito Paez).

The video displayed above correspond to the song 'LOFI' by Superlitio. Directed by Andres Mendez.
It is possible to access to Superlitio's myspace here.

Once a junky, always a junky

2007-02-23T22:35:00.000+01:00

‘Junk is not, like alcohol or weed, a means to increased enjoyment of life. Junk is not a kick. It is a way of life’ states William Burroughs in ‘Junkie, confessions of an unredeemed Drug Addict', credited to William Lee in its first edition in 1953. (pictured on the left hand side). In ‘Junky’ –the final title of the book, this time credited to William S Burroughs- Burroughs depicts in a raw way what is to be a heroin addict like, I just found very interesting how the story grips the reader from page number one till the last word. ‘Why does an addict get a new habit so much quicker than a virgin, even after the addict has been cleaned for years? I do not accept the theory that junk is lurking in the body al the time –the spine is where it supposedly holes up- and I disagree with all psychological answers. Once a junky, always a junky. You can stop using junk, but you are never off after the first habit’ writes WB later on.

I think raw may be the proper word to catalogue this book, there is not much room for poetry or beautiful descriptions, yet it is rich in terms of language and stile.

It shows you a character that fights and realises what junk is doing to him, but he just cannot stop it, all the attempts fail.
This character reminds me so much of Alexei Ivanovich in Fyodor Dostoyevsky’s the gambler , when I thought "...come on man… you are ruined you cannot make it again...!", but he manages to hole himself up in his vice.

In the same way Bill Lee is totally hooked but tries –sometimes timidly- to get off junk, and when things seem to be all right, fatality shows up.

A really, really good book. Also, browsing for some images to sex up this post I found a very interesting catalogue on Burroughs covers over the years as well as in various languages.

The image above on the right hand side corresponds
to the cover of the version I was reading. (Penguin).

when you are old

2007-02-22T17:15:00.000+01:00

When You Are Old
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

by William Butler Yeats
(1865-1939)

joanna newsom

2007-02-21T17:22:00.000+01:00

Oh Dear... this is one of those things that make us keep the faith in beauty.

Joanna Newsom is an American harpist, pianist, harpsichordist, singer and songwriter from Nevada City, California. Besides her solo material she has played on records by Smog, Vetiver, Nervous Cop, Scott Indrisek, Vashti Bunyan and Golden Shoulders and played keyboards for The Pleased. In the radioblog I have loaded some music by Joanna Newsom and also a couple of songs by Smog... Those tracks are the dog's bollocks. Here there is the video of the song 'SwanSea'.

full version here

Swansea -lyrics-

If you want to come on down,
down with your bones so white,
And watch the freight trains pound
into the wild, wild night

How I would love to gnaw,
gnaw on your bones so white,
and watch as the freight trains paw,
paw at the wild, wild night.

All these ghost towns, wreathed in old loam
(Assateague knee-deep in seafoam)-
Ho Swansea! Buttonwillow!
Lagunitas! Ho Calico!

And all these beastly bungalows
stare, distend, like endless toads -
endlessly hop down the road.
Borne by wind, we southward blow.

While yonder, wild and blue,
the wild blue yonder looms.
'Till we are wracked with rheum,
by roads, by songs entombed.

And all we want to do
is chew, and chew, and chew!
Dear one, drive on,
when all we want to do
is chew, and chew, and chew.

And if you want to come on down (...)

ya llego la maldita primavera :::2007:::

2007-02-21T16:49:00.000+01:00

Oh Dios como me encantaba esta nena durante mi loca pubertad!!!!

Oh God How I used to love this gal during my mad puberty..... She is Yuri from Mexico...

THE BLACK MESSENGERS by cesar vallejo

2007-02-20T15:29:00.000+01:00

César Abraham Vallejo Mendoza (March 16, 1892 – April 15, 1938) was a Peruvian poet. Although during his lifetime he published only three books of poetry, he is nonetheless considered one of the great poetic innovators of the 20th century. Always a step ahead of the literary currents, each of his books was distinct from the others and, in its own sense, revolutionary.

"...As of Peruvian poetry, for me, Vallejo is extraordinary. Yes, he is ours, and besides, he was a Communist," said President Gonzalo. José Carlos Mariátegui, the founder of the PCP, considered Vallejo to be "an absolute creator."

Cesar Vallejo, the poet, the militant, the Communist, is being remembered by the proletariat and the people in the 106th anniversary of his birth. read more.

And for me IMHO, Vallejo is perhaps the one of the better Latin-American poets. poems here.

God

I feel that God is traveling
so much in me, with the dusk and the sea.
With him we go along together. It is getting dark.
With him we get dark. All orphans . . .

But I feel God. And it even seems
that he sets aside some good color for me.
He is kind and sad, like those who care for the sick;
he whispers with sweet contempt like a lover's;
his heart must give him great pain.

Oh, my God, I've only just come to you,
today I love so much in this twilight; today
that in the false balance of some breasts
I weigh and weep for a frail Creation.

And you, what do you weep for . . . you, in love
with such an immense and whirling breast . . .
I consecrate you, God, because you love so much;
because you never smile; because your heart
must all the time give you great pain.

César Vallejo
trans. by Robert Bly

HIgh Connection + Oliverio girondo

2007-02-19T15:32:00.000+01:00

Looking for a good poem I came across this poem written by Argentinean Oliverio Girondo.

I don't give a darn if women's breasts are like magnolias or like dried figs; a complexion like a peach or like sandpaper. Importance equal to zero I give to whether they awake with a breath like an aphrodisiac or a breath like insecticide. I am perfectly capable of bearing a nose that would take first prize at a carrot show; but one thing is for sure! And this is irreducible. Under no pretext whatsoever will I forgive them for not knowing how to fly. Any one of them who doesn't know how to fly is wasting her time trying to seduce me!

This was – and none other – the reason that I fell in love, so madly, with María Luisa.

What did I care about her lips in installments and her sulfurous jealousies? What did I care about her web-footed extremities and her looks that withheld judgment?

María Luisa was truly light as a feather!

From daybreak on, she flew from the bedroom to the kitchen, from the dining room to the pantry. Flying she prepared my bath, my shirt. Flying she did her shopping, her chores…

With what impatience I waited for her to return, flying, from some outing in the surroundings! There far off, lost in the clouds, a little pink dot. "María Luisa! María Luisa!...and in a few seconds, she was there embracing me with her feather-like legs, to carry me, flying, to anyplace at all.

For kilometers in silence we soared on a caress that brought us close to paradise; for hours on end we nested in a cloud, like two angels, and then suddenly, in a loop-the-loop, on a dead leaf, the forced landing of a spasm.

How delightful to have a woman so light…even if she makes us, from time to time, see stars! How voluptuous to pass the days among the clouds…to pass the night on a single flight!

After knowing an ethereal woman, can an earthly woman render us any sort of attraction? Isn't it true that there is no substantial difference between living with a cow or with a woman who has her buttocks seventy-eight centimeters off the ground?

I, at least, am incapable of understanding the seduction of a pedestrian woman, and no matter how much effort I put into conceiving of it, it is not possible for me to even imagine that love can be made any other way but flying.

Oliverio Girondo
(translated by Dan Newland)

Tayrona national park

2007-02-19T14:55:00.000+01:00

'I've never been as instantly impressed by a beach as I was the moment I set eyes on Tayrona. After a 40-minute hike through the forest, I was expecting to see a classic Caribbean beach, all white sand and calm turquoise water, perhaps a few cabanas for the tourists.' writes Gavin McOwan in the Guardian on Friday February 16 2007 . It is not chauvinism but it was quite interesting to bump into this review... read the whole article.

Happy new year pigs

2007-02-18T02:06:00.000+01:00

Mmm it seems that it has been a very busy week in terms of celebrations and such. Firstly the horrible Tuesday 13th (which for Spanish descendants - I hate to say that!-) corresponds to the Friday 13th in the Anglos-axon cultures (and God's knows anywhere else), then Valentine's day which I spent enjoying myself at home during the day and at night working and staring at nice couples holding hands, snogging and delivering a mockery of love... boring!!! to top it up with 18th of February, the New Year in the Chinese calendar.

According to the Chinese calendar Pigs are all whose have been born in 1935, 1947, 1959, 1971, 1983, 1995, 2007. Also the are believed to be models of sincerity, purity, tolerance, and honor. When you first meet them, Pigs seem too good to be true. They are careful and caring, obliging and chivalrous. Put your trust in him, he won't let you down and he will never try to. The Pigs simply want to do everything right.

Pigs are the people everyone admires most. Make a list of the Pigs in your life: aren't they the nicest, most loving and scrupulously caring people around? Read more

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2007

sunsets with Gonca

2007-02-16T13:17:00.000+01:00

I have and enemy, it resides inside myself, I shall fight it but,
Yes!!! Gonca said. Gonca... flower bud...
I remember the sunsets in the south...
the sun, red, fat, knackered, dragging down,
and you and my enemy and I,
staring at it until our pale, white-blueish gal crowned the universe,
and the cigarettes awaited for us,
down there in by the sea,

Yeah Gonca,
I'm still fighting the enemy,
yours and mine but now on my own,
but now chaffed,
but now faded, pale, and alone.
Right Gonca!
where've you gone?, Godness Muslim.
Gonca.

Let us see again the sun, redish, fat and alone,
release its light upon our face,
and the face of the enemy
and myself and you.
Gonca where have you been,
where've you gone?
I am still fighting but,
I know I will be defeated.

cmyk

2007-02-16T12:29:00.000+01:00

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“Triangle” Steve Kim.Illustrator. David Limrite: instructor.
Art Center College of Design
(Pasadena, Calif.)

Self-Trait Postcards,personal study. Jose A. Rodriguez,designer.Matt Normand: instructor.
Ringling School of Art and Design
(Sarasota, Fla.)

what a noise

2007-02-15T16:12:00.000+01:00

In 2006 Kinetic Singapore developed a project called "what a noise". A very simple, yet rich interactive piece.

dafont.com

2007-02-14T14:21:00.000+01:00

Dafont.com a website with tons of fonts to download for free. Really tempting, most of them are not really good but there are a couple of fonts quite interesting.

Miercoles 14 Valentine's day

2007-02-14T14:10:00.000+01:00

Mmmmm que podria ser lo peor despues de un dia Martes 13 del mes de febrero?... si Un maldito febrero 14, por coincidencias de la vida he los he sufrido la misma semana... ahi de Valentin's les mando este videito, la cancion mas bailada en los burdeles del lovely south, y si, otro reclasico de los ochentas.

solo para los martes 13

2007-02-13T15:10:00.000+01:00

Y como es martes 13.... un dia de mala suerte, pues igual tuve la mala pata de subir este videito, para unos un clasico de los noventas, para otros una clasica mierda, como sea disfrutenlo si pueden.

El martes, ni te casas ni en embarques.
El martes ni gallina eches, ni hija cases.
El martes ni hijo cases, ni cochino mates.
y escucha locomia...

when i am a king

2007-02-13T14:31:00.000+01:00

Demian5, a webcomic artist from Switzerland, is most famous for his When I Am King, the story of a sexually deviant camel and the recently de-pantsed king of Egypt on a quest to find love and trousers. The whole comic was created and published electronically; Demian used mostly Adobe programs Photoshop, Illustrator and ImageReady to draw the comic and create animation. He used the web's "infinite canvas" to convey a sense of space. Displaying an interesting screen design, navigation, poignant illustrations as well as a brilliant narrative when I am a king is a worth looking tale to hang around for a while.

twohundredby200

2007-02-12T16:48:00.000+01:00

UK based magazine twohundredby200 is looking for the meaning of "true" for its 25th issue. The dead line to submit works is the 30th of march 2007.
There is an interesting PDF document which contains some of the works submitted for issue 24th on "false" as theme, check it out.

La revista twohundredby200 tiene abierta la convocatoria para encontrar el significado de la palabra "true" en su edicion 25. La fecha limite es el 30th de Marzo de 2007. Revisen su sitio de internet para saber mas sobre las bases del concurso. Hay tambien un PDF con algunos de los trabajos enviados para la edicion 24 sobre "false".
A ENVIAR TRABAJOS CARAJO.

underground films

2007-02-11T02:09:00.000+01:00

I have got this interesting website via feeding the mysteron. Tons of underground films to watch.

World press photo

2007-02-09T15:14:00.000+01:00

World Press Photo is run as an independent, non-profit organization with its office in Amsterdam, the Netherlands, where World Press Photo was founded in 1955.

The organization is controlled both by an independent executive board and a supervisory board, and employs around 25 permanent staff. The Amsterdam office acts as the hub for a network of professional contacts worldwide - it is this network that makes organizing the contest, exhibitions and other activities on such a large scale possible. See more here.

Q. Sakamaki, Japan, Redux Pictures.

Sri Lanka political violence, June

heartsnatcher

2007-02-09T05:32:00.000+01:00

Author, singer, songwriter, playwright and lifelong jazz fan, Boris Vian was a legendary figure in Paris in the post-war years. Vian, who died at the age of 39, left an indelible mark on France's intellectual and artistic life and his avant-garde music, novels and comic sketches continue to inspire a whole generation of fans more than 40 years after his death.

"In descriptions so richly imagined that he sometimes has to invent new words, Boris Vian brings to life the strange world discovered by a wandering traveler, Timortis, a psychiatrist who wants to "psychiatrize." Timortis has been born an adult and has no memories of his own. An "empty vessel," he believes that if he can learn everything there is to know about someone, he can bring about a transference of identity and make his own life more complete. He is wandering in search of people who will bare their souls and all their memories..." more.

Buy his books. Hurry up!!

Tarnation: a master piece.

2007-02-09T05:12:00.000+01:00

"At the age of eleven, TARNATION director Jonathan Caouette borrowed a neighbor¹s video camera and began documenting his daily life, interrogating his family members and making short films to escape the drama of his everyday existence. Caouette utilized six different cameras over the years, including Super-8, Betamax, VHS, Hi-8 and Mini-DV, with which he shot the bulk of the footage that appears in TARNATION. In addition, he compiled still photographs, archived answering machine messages and audiocassette diaries - all of which documented the details of his tumultuous life. As a self-proclaimed pack rat, Caouette saved what turned out to be 160 hours of personal recorded materials in a wide range of different video and audio formats, spanning over twenty years. When considered as a whole, these materials offer a devastating, yet mesmerizing portrait of a troubled American family. The footage includes unsettling domestic situations, unique dramatic performances (by a pre-teen Caouette and his mother) and unexpected demonstrations of compassion and love that could only be called unconditional." read more.

Tarnation.USA, 2003 Dir.Jonathan Caouette.

Rock bottom riser

2007-02-09T00:54:00.000+01:00

I was staring at the drops dragging down on the window and I though it was you, and Shioban phoned me again, but said nothing, whispering thoughts...where're you Volan? riding you dreams? taming your fate?.

Rock bottom riser by Smog Directed by Paul McNeil & Brendan Cook. Find out more here.
something warmer for this cold February.

What a writer, Gentlemen!!!

2007-02-07T20:03:00.000+01:00

Back home, on holiday, I finally found out “Putas asesinas” by Roberto Bolano (advised months ago by Kerlames). Just to mention three stories I was astonished with, “El retorno”; the story of a ghost and, “Putas asesinas” and “Bubba”, a tale of a South American, an African and a Spaniard football players and their adventurous journey in a top class team in Spain… Bolano is a versatile writer; whose combine a good sense of humour, superb imagination and wild narrative that gets anyone from the very first page. Here there is a fragment of Bubba. (Spanish language). For English speakers check this out.

This time next year we'll be millionaires!

2007-02-07T17:58:00.000+01:00

Perhaps is not there anything more Londoner that “Only fool and horses” is it? A bunch of superb characters, amongst them, Derek Edward Trotter “Del Boy” the fast-talking, quick thinking bussiness man, his “little” brother Rodney Trotter and their Grandad living in the southern suburbs of Peckam Rye, driving a three wheels van and trying to survive by cheating and bribing people on the streets markets. “Only fool and horses” is without doubt the best British T.V. comedy ever. See more here.
It is characteristic of this series the use of cockney and slang language. Expressions like “Lovely Jubbly”, “plonker” and “wally” became commonly used after the show. A little guide of cockney used in the series is here.

Here there is a little video of –in my humble opinion- the best sketch ever performed by David Jason (Del boy) and Nicholas Lyndhurst (Rodney)… enjoy it… 100% worth to watch.

Saul Bass

2007-02-05T17:04:00.000+01:00

Saul Bass is well known as the creator of a series of remarkable credits for film and TV. Check this site out.

"My initial thoughts about what a title can do was to set mood and the prime underlying core of the film's story,
to express the story in some metaphorical way. I saw the title as a way of conditioning the audience, so that when the film actually began, viewers would already have an emotional resonance with it."
Saul Bass.

Nevermind the bollocks!

KATE MOROSS

Personality Crisis

Gianluca Fallone

Bye bye Charton Heston, we will not miss you!

Wu Sun Kong strikes again

I wanna live in America

Monkey by Wu Ch'eng-en

IT HAS BEEN SUCH A LONG TIME

beyond the light

I'll Catch ya later Tito.

Were G8 Decisions Made in Advance At Bilderberg Conference?

G8

chris ede

sweatshops

demonstrations in venezuela

gemma correll

bollocks

apache..... no comments

conspiracy and war in iran bilderberg meeting in istambul

small world

VINYL WILL KILL! HAS ARRIVED

untitled #1 [aka vaka]

norman mclaren

craig atkinson

Chiquita in Colombia: Terrorism Gone Bananas?

maestro jose benito barros 1915-2007

roberto firpo

happy birthday miss helvetica

awesome research on spiders.

neopod

king of leon

MOCK OPTIC

spleen

increase your penis size by 50%

MAKE THE PIE HIGHERby George W. Bush

Anatomy of a Murder

Teodoru badiu

bullets and drops II

dazed and confused

Screen-print effects

sahatarchi pittarong

trippy intro

let's give a break to our mother

Pedro Infante -amor de mis amores-

get the glass

Jim's collection of Worst Album covers of all time

9 de abril 1948 el dia que se jodio colombia

Gilbert and George

Leopard lady collection

rosa salvaje

I want to love you tender

It's only a line but I like it, I like it.

THE SICK MUSE

Islas Malvinas hace 25 abriles

eternal drafts, dusty, salty winds

Let's climb through the tide

lars fiske

RINGS OF FIRE

the wall of discord

Subterranean homesick blues

Snowy spring

rubber johnny

our latin thing 1971 NY

revolting chiquita

LOSING YOU

Jan Terri's best-known music video is for "Losing You". Although a somewhat honest effort is given to the production, the result resembles something one might find on late-night public access television, which provides for unintentional humor for many viewers.(more)

samorost 2

the walkers

tiger tiger

Do androids dream of electric sheep?

back in bussiness ::: yet astonished :::

Human Rights Concerns

LA MUERTE ES ASTUTA

Nagging doubts No 50. Torn inside. V 2.0 - My dead's friend Text

Rock me baby

no controles

superlitio

Once a junky, always a junky

when you are old

MAKE THE PIE HIGHER
by George W. Bush