viernes, 30 de octubre de 2009

jueves, 29 de octubre de 2009

domingo, 25 de octubre de 2009

martes, 20 de octubre de 2009

jueves, 15 de octubre de 2009

viernes, 9 de octubre de 2009


Goya, El sueño de la razón produce monstruos, 1799.


jueves, 8 de octubre de 2009

miércoles, 7 de octubre de 2009

domingo, 4 de octubre de 2009

te invito a dormir







De entre todas las actividades vitales, Calle elige la que probablemente sea la más natural, inconsciente e íntima: la de dormir. Y les pide, a unos desconocidos, en su mayor parte, que lo hagan en su propia cama, transgrediendo una convención social básica del uso del espacio privado.

Asiste al ritual, con el rigor del psicólogo que analiza los comportamientos humanos, y al mismo tiempo, con la implicación inherente a utilizar como escenario su propia cama, participar en la acción de forma continuada e involucrarse de forma activa (pasiva en este caso por la actividad en sí) en algunos turnos.

Le interesa “crear situaciones arbitrarias que toman la forma de un ritual”. Plantear unas mínimas reglas del juego y dejar que suceda lo inesperado. Activar las respuestas subjetivas de los participantes (y de los espectadores de la obra) en función de las particularidades de cada uno y el azar de los encuentros.



viernes, 2 de octubre de 2009

us us us us us and them them them them them them

que explote todo...

Zabriskie Point Ending from Millennium People on Vimeo.



No one really supposed that light had speed, but we now know it takes 8 minutes to reach us from the sun, and two and a half years from the nearest star. When we look up at the stars we are seeing a live show taking place 30,000 years ago. An aggregate of non-simultaneous and only partially overlapping events. Change is normal. The physical universe is forever changing.

Buckminster Fuller talking about Einstein's theories


jueves, 1 de octubre de 2009

nowhere to be found, ever ...


Well I hope that I don't fall in love with you
'Cause falling in love just makes me blue,
Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see,
I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.
Well the room is crowded, there's people everywhere
And I wonder, should I offer you a chair?
Well if you sit down with this old clown, take that frown and break it,
Before the evening's gone away, I think that we could make it,
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you.
I can see that you are lonesome just like me, and it being late,
You'd like some some company,
Well I've had two, I look at you, and you look back at me,
The guy you're with has up and split, the chair next to you's free,
And I hope that you don't fall in love with me.
And I hope that you don't fall in love with me.
Now it's closing time, the music's fading out
Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout.
Turn around to look at you, you're nowhere to be found,
I search the place for your lost face, guess I'll have another round
And I think that I just fell in love with you.

buen, no sé por qué marca esas palabras...estaba así en el site de dónde la copié...




Dancing a jig in a church with chimes
A sign of the times today
And hearing no bell from a steeple tall
People all in dismay
Falling so far on a silver spoon
Making the moon for fun
And changing a rope for a size too small
People all get hung.
Take a look and see me coming through
For I am the parasite who travels two by two.