Deir Yassin Day 2006

Yesterday during my shift I took a little walk from Bond Street station towards Marble Arch tube station. Quite close to Marks & Spencer I saw a bunch of protestors clustered into a kind of square made of metalic handrails.

There were about thirty people singing and holding flags from Israel, also there was guy outside the square delivering some leaflets to general public. As I saw the guy I tried to approach but there was another lad standing proudly holding an U.S.A flag!, that fact halted me.

I decided to keep on walking and ignored the leaflet. Few meters ahead I saw another group similar to the one I metioned above, exactly the same situation -but this time whithout the annoying U.S.A's flag-. I have to mention that this small group was right in front of Marks & Spencer and they were demostrating against that company.

And old man came to me and gave a leaflet. I took them and read'em when I was back in the tube. The The papers egg on people to join the Intifada and announces -beforehand- the triumph of it.

Something that has got my attention is this excerpt from one of the leaflets.

"Deir Yassin Day 2006"
On Friday April 9 1948, the peaceful Palestinian village of Deir Yassin was attacked by Jewish terrorist. By the end of that day over one hundred Palestinian men, women and children lay dead...One year later, its cemery bulldozed and its inhabitants fled, the village was renamed and repopulated with Jewish immigrants.
Like Palestine itself, Deir Yassin was no more."

I read some other interesting facts here.

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Volan's last will.

This is a picture of the envelope I received. On September the 29th I received a letter sent from London Metropolitan Police’s forensic department. The envelope contains Volan’s death report. I am still recovering from such a terrible moment. As Volan’s closest (and perhaps sole) friend I am in the obligation of publishing these lines on his own blog, as it was his last will. In strange circumstances my dearest friend Volan passed away in the dawn of the 23rd of September in Homerton Hospital in London. His body was carted off from the churchyard of Saint Paul’s Cathedral after a mad night out with Siobhan (Sweeny), -an Irish-Scottish blues singer whose Volan had just met few hours before in the surrounding areas of Anexo Bar, close to Farringdon Station. At the moment that the ambulance arrived at the place Volan showed a critical state and almost without vital signals dying a while after indoors, in the above mentioned hospital. The death certificated shows a very cryptic language ...

Vomiting in Old Kent Road.

Darko's last post is dated back to 2008... have all this years been a dream, a nightmare, am I back to life, back to death?... Shioban! Shioban... where are you? I died and got back to life... or vice versa. Shioban didn't I see you in the Middle Kingdom? Didn't I? Where have you gone Shioban? Irish Muse? Back to death from life... and a sketch she made in 2006, back the "deadly ol' smoke" Back form the toxic earthly smoke, life deterrent, as I walk covered in tar and sweet pop music, baijiu. Shioban!... you are young, I am gray.... Shioban where have you taken my bones? am I ashes, tar or smog? I still have got that ugly punch you directed at me nose, that night at Kingsland road, I landed, smacked my head to the ground only to wake up at Lewisham... or near, Shioban, you crazy Irish death.... was it Old Kent and Rotherhithe where we vomited solitudes that night? Shioban.

Gianluca Fallone

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

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