the monster in the closet

Post-post-post . . . nostalghia

it is raining right now, and i think i was looking at the photos "your camera" took almost for the first time....and i feel it was really AN EVENTO . . . yes, it sounds too banal but it is too true to be so . . . when will we have another evento again . . . anticipating the next one(s) . . . and for me, it always is remembered with these two songs whether it rains or snows or heats to death. . . and definitely they are only SOME of them . . .





and the unforgettable Serbian eggplant (spread) which is, of course, made DEL BARRIO: la MACARENA! kkk . . . (i tried making one with skinny eggplants the other day . . . mmm it was edible . . . )

FRAkTURES

LIVING WITH FRAkTURES.
BODIES AND PLACES IN CRISIS.
FRACTURES AS PART OF BODIES AND PLACES.

Procrastination

Guys, writing-, sleepy-, coffee-, kitchen-, cleaning- addicts, p-l-e-a-s-e check this video on the truly authentic procastination realm while we write our stuff....

http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=4P785j15Tzk

Cheers!

for yoni with one or two beers! (of course mogne can have more ...)

keywords: so fxxxxing* gringo* money

abstract: 2009 cina cucina tour (from tokyo to beijing via seoul)

DIslocated?

as MUCH as this one?

Three Gramscian reasons

If any of you wonder why Italian students, including our own Garri, are getting ready to board planes en route to the streets of Milan, Roma and Siena these days.....

1. As a true Gramscian, one must respond to the call of the people






2. A real trasnational activist, must gather intellectual forces in the undergraduate dorms of Univercita di Siena......




3. One must accept the will of the people. Poberino menieco

an invitation

to the feeling of the local . . .
to the scent of a season. . .























(chicos del) barrio de yoni (although you can't see it much here)

Passion of the desert, revisited (Seoul style)

When I saw the recent post, this is what came to mind. And dare I say, yes, its another dislocated connection, yet again. The film is based on a story by Honore de Balzac, and though I never finished watching it (it became boring and a bit disturbing--the original, not Yoni's!), I feel the essence of the story is taking place, as we speak, in a more cosmopolitan reincarnation, Seoul style.



ps. Bella, que bellas mis matas!!

Presences of the absences

Volver as a different inscriptions of times

actorcat

acting tragic (very tragic)

el bombo

oh "how" could i have found this ... bodily knowledge ... now solo pacifico hiphop!!!

check out the original sound, which is nicer: http://www.chocquibtown.com/presentacion/mp3player/reproductor.html

her way of dancing is little similar to garri's jajajaja

Maqueteo at a crossroads. an open ended invitation

One flight will go, another will come only to then leave again and sometime later still return. So cameras are being packed and video shot. Some are still settling, eating as we like and enjoying a cigar. The other one writes his professorship away while yet another one seeks the ethics of migration while migrant subjects remind her of the migratory aspect of love. Volver is now a multiple task, as if it ever had been something else.

Asmara

There seems to be a place where the dislocated subjects that make up this blog can refract their imaginations and fantasies of lands and histories with nostalgia and radical politics. In the mud but also the Fascist stradas, the imaginary of the flag to be honored by the passerby, the old cafes and theaters, women's white cloths, the Swedish style houses of the diaspora and newly built Korean housing complexes. After seeing a documentary on Eritrea, I have my doubts about Mogne's Morrocannes...maybe he's Eritrean, and that, well, that would explain many articulations.

"Sway"

worthy to check out . . . (for an english synopsis, go to http://www.midnighteye.com/reviews/sway.shtml
although i do not agree with the review, especially the last paragraph)

and the main actor is too cute to be true jejeje...

a digital indiana jones

title: Dr. Merry's Mexico Travel Videos
http://www.travelvideostore.com/product_info.php?products_id=4567&ref=115119&ref-115240



ps. found this when i googled "unesco" and "anthropology". does anyone know any ethnography of UNESCO...?

For the good times...

Guys, we were precisely remembering almost vividly our time in Chapel Hill yesterday... We just had to continue with our tradition of toasting and bla-bla-ing until late in the night.... Cheers for all of us and for the good times... salud!!!

memory of cucurucu

autumn repeats post-el evento . . .

Democracy

As democracy collapses in some parts of the circuits we call the world, we "the people" DEMAND the visual representations of Mogne's time turning moment and his collapse into the arms of Baccus.

did mogne celebrate his bd en silencio?

- para la vida borracha since 1977.9.18(...?)

Silencio

(silencio . . . que bonita . . .)

the most acclaimed tragedy of this year

the life of yonilu's cats

Bataille and this blog

I recently saw a man on the screen. For two and a half hours his body decays, silently, gently. His movement is replicated by that of the siren resonating once and again on the emptying streets of Bucharest. The man's breath,  a stench of cat's piss and cheap alcohol, impregnates the sheets of different hospitals. His shit leaves traces as if the dying body wants to desperately try to write down on these places the inconveniences of bureaucracy, egotistical residents and exhausted doctors. A slow pace that leads to nowhere except the ordinary moments of a man dying between hospitals. Much like this blog I presume. And yet, there is always Bataille's thoughts on excess and death. For, "Life is a product of putrefaction, and it depends on both death and the dungheap" [...] Life is effusion; it is contrary to equilibrium, to stability. It is the tumultuous movement that bursts forth and consumes itself. Its perpetual explosion is possible on one condition: that the spent organisms give way to new ones, which enter the dance with new forces". 

A new discovery...

http://www.lumeneclipse.com/gallery/22/sawa/
http://www.mefeedia.com/entry/532419

For you...

FOR YOU GAYS THAT LIKE BOGOTA' SKY

Despertares, Or Different ways to wake up

Asleep

I guess we've all been  sound asleep, lost in our dreams, maybe even nightmares, entrenched in the solace of a self that has found a long moment of disconnection with the consciousness of everyday life.

oh my god

speechless

Tragedy of ekeko

One day i come back home, and find this situation:












ekeko: now, a cyborg

















the prime suspect:




ekeko's legs are still missing. . .hmmmm. . .

ijueputa

but no gypsy to go with and too expensive for me!!!!

SALSA IN TRANSLATION

Look Yoni-lu
Guriguris also are in salsa mania, you are so RAZISSSSSSSSTA

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_qFy-UddRKM

http://www.sibetrans.com/trans/trans3/hosokawa.htm

SALSA MANIA

SALSA ONLY, SALSA FOREVER!!

no more cina cucina when i return hhhh



(oh my god, i am in a library now, but i want to dance!!!)

Other southern transgressions of borders

POST-EVENT

The actualization of desire...
Transgressing boundaries: Coingiunti cittadina italian=husband of italian citizen

one of my favorites

what's UP

FATHER'S FORCAST

Making traces

Redecorating

imagine

listening to this song in the middle of streets with lanterns celebrating for buddha's birth
memories of cartagena, sienaga, and the table and hope pass by in a one flash

South-South connections

But remember : VOLVER, ok?
The barrio is waiting for you.

RE-MEMBERING LOVE