31.12.09
30.12.09
don't remember
what is it, i don't remember
made my feeling so much better
if i can have just one pure thought
let's take a walk
why don't we take a walk?
you know there's no one to tell us no
because you can't regret something that you'll forget
and that's the beauty
i like you because you're strange
but you say that you need to change
but if i dress you like me then you'll still never be
more than your bus fare to me
28.12.09
where do you go to my lovely
you talk like marlene dietrich
and you dance like zizi jeanmaire
your clothes are all made by balmain
and there's diamonds and pearls in your hair, yes there are
you live in a fancy apartment
off the boulevard saint-michel
where you keep your rolling stones records
and a friend of sacha distel, yes you do
but where do you go to my lovely
when you're alone in your bed
tell me the thoughts that surround you
i want to look inside your head, yes i do
and there's diamonds and pearls in your hair, yes there are
you live in a fancy apartment
off the boulevard saint-michel
where you keep your rolling stones records
and a friend of sacha distel, yes you do
but where do you go to my lovely
when you're alone in your bed
tell me the thoughts that surround you
i want to look inside your head, yes i do
21.12.09
colours and colours and colours of colours
colours are what keep me alive
colours are what to hold in my head
colours are where my old meets new
colours are where my brain finds blue
17.12.09
--
en el cielo se puede ver
mi sonrisa amanecer
yo no soy la de ayer
i love you
sobresalto
aqui en mi interior
me tomó por sorpresa
y yo
ya no soy la de ayer
i love you
corazones pintaba yo
en la espera
de un nuevo amor
yo arriba
por favor
mi amor
déjalo
en la espera
de un nuevo amor
6.12.09
less / more
fear less / hope more
eat less / chew more
whine less / breathe more
talk less / say more
love more
and all good things will be yours
26.11.09
the power of not knowing
i see you changing girl
from day to day
impressed by and trying to imitate
those who are older
those who are colder
suddendly embarrassed by your age
our bigger blessing girl
is being young
the power of not knowing
where you belong
i try so hard to keep ir
not to lose that secret
waiting for someone like you
to come along
maybe it was me
that made you old
stole whatever it was that
made you glow
a little touch of something
a lot of work for nothing
and now our heart once open
will be closed
14.11.09
13.11.09
10.11.09
de pronto...
tengo ganas de una mecedora + té de menta + the host + pasto + algodón de azúcar + calcetitas afelpadas + flan de cajeta + the breakfast club + caminata bajo la lluvia + polaroid + the darjeeling limited + tutsi + mezcal de menta + elis regina + pastel de limón + oxfords + ... + ... +
8.11.09
don't get me wrong
don't get me wrong
if i'm looking kind of dazzled
i see neon lights
whenever you walk by
don't get me wrong
if you say hello and i take a ride
upon a sea where the mystic moon
is playing havoc with the tide
don't get me wrong
if i'm acting so distracted
i'm thinking about the fireworks
that go off when you smile
don't get me wrong
if i split like light refracted
i'm only off to wander
across a moonlit mile
don't get me wrong
if i come and go like fashion
i might be great tomorrow
but hopeless yesterday
don't get me wrong
if i fall in the mode of passion
it might be unbelievable
but let's not say so long
it might just be fantastic
don't get me wrong
3.11.09
you are so sweet
there`s a meat market down the street
the boys and the girls watch each other eat
when they really just wanna watch each other sleep
they want to watch, to watch each other
thay want to be watched, they want to be washed
they want to be touched, to touch each other
they want to sleep, they want to be slept
2.11.09
27.10.09
blue period picasso
i'm a blue period picasso stuck on a wall
in a middle of a hall in barcelona
trying to figure out how to get down.
the painting's surroun me
they don't understand me.
i'm too early
i've seen this development
curing this duller sense
but i'm not just being blue
because i have form, and shape, and color too
and i miss you and this campton
that is the focus
that is what all the school is reading to us
i'm just a part of what i am
it's just a part of my beating heart
beating for you
so i beg you please
please wrap me up, please take me out
please hold me close on to your breast
run down the stairs, out in open air
away from the ladies, the japanese tourists
thank god for motors because i'm so hopeless
take me wherever you really cae from
you will be famous, seen iin the headlines
though you
just kindly stole my heart
22.10.09
airport / taxi / reception
i left my mind in the airport,
my thoughts in a taxi,
my heart in reception,
and the last thing i saw was you
15.10.09
12.10.09
11.10.09
10.10.09
the story of stuff
me encontré este video sobre el ciclo de vida de los productos, muchos ya sabrán muchas de estas cosas, y para los que no, es una manera fácil de acercarse al tema
6.10.09
3.10.09
30.9.09
de pasticetas e imperfecciones
es la una treinta, y en estos días no me puedo dormir hasta las dos de la mañana, debo respetar horarios. y la espera trae antojos, es inevitable no pensar en comida a estas horas de la noche. y ahora, justo ahora tengo un gran antojo de pasticetas, podría comerme la pasticeta gigante que maipy me enseño en casa de los rojo. mmmmm deliciosas pasticetas.
de niña nunca me pude resistir a ellas, las comía por montones, y es por eso que ahora cargo con la marca de mi pecado. tengo una oreja algo descompuesta por culpa de ellas. parece una marca de nacimiento, es la perfecta imperfección que con el tiempo he aprendido a querer. la escondía y me apenaba de ella, pero ahora la enseño con orgullo, porque son esas pequeñas imperfecciones las que nos hacen bellos.
la historia de como la obtuve es breve. un par de niñas, la hora de la merienda, una hamaca, un hilo de hamaca asesino, un arete con tendencia suicida, pasticetas con leche, unas carreritas, arete decidido a suicidarse en la hamaca, un poco de sangre, muchas lagrimas, un hospital de pueblo, una enfermera con espíritu de carnicera, una cicatriz peculiar y mas pasticetas con leche.
29.9.09
26.9.09
19.9.09
16.9.09
dulce
al contrario de su nombre, ella es una de las personas mas acidas y agrias que he conocido. hace diez años apareció en mi vida, y al pasar del tiempo aprendí a tratarla, aprendí a platicar con ella, aprendí a reirme con ella, y aprendí a quererla. ha sido difícil porque siempre carga con la misma mueca para todos lados, y nunca se sabe en que momento esa mueca deja de ser lo que es para convertirse una sonrisa disfrazada de mueca.
durante algún tiempo nos distanciamos. perdí a alguien a quien quise mucho, y creí que ella estaría ahí, pero no fue así, y el dolor lo tuve que multiplicar por dos.
el tiempo y las circustancias nos volvieron a juntar. no estaba muy feliz con la idea de tener que convivir durante tanto tiempo con ella, por que la distancia ya no me dejaba ver nada mas que la cara amarga que les enseña a todos. y así, tuvimos quince días de intensa convivencia. quince días para conocerla (de nuevo), hemos cambiado mucho y difícilmente podría tener la amistad que tuve con ella, pero en el fondo seguimos siendo el mismo par de niñas tontas de hace diez años, y nos entendemos, porque creo que en el fondo nos seguimos queriendo, pero no lo decimos. y la verdad es que no decimos mucho, pero de alguna extraña manera volvió a ser alguien importante en mi vida, a veces el silencio ayuda mas de lo que esperamos.
la mueca sigue ahi, pero ahora la disfruto, me hace sonreír, y la molesto y reímos. y entonces, la mueca ya no es mueca.
ten things i have learned /milton glaser
1. you can only work for people that you like
2. if you have a choice never have a job
3. some people are toxic avoid them
4. professionalism is not enough or the good is the enemy of the great
5. less is not necessarily more
6. style is not to be trusted
7. how you live changes your brain
8. doubt is better than certainty
9. on aging
10. tell the truth
9.9.09
7.9.09
1234
one, two, three, four
tell me that you love me more
sleepless long nights
that is what my youth was for
old teenage hopes are alive at your door
left you with nothing but they want some more
oh, you're changing your heart
oh, you know who you are
4.9.09
1.9.09
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