Más camis

Ahora que medio mundo está embarazado, he decido hacer estas camis.
Para ellas, elásticas, el bebé crece según les va creciendo la pancita. Para ellos, la camiseta oficial del hombre embarazado. Porque de alguna manera se les tiene que notar a ellos también no?

La Ruta Natural

Un corto muy chuli aquí. Gracias Laura!

Laundry

Vivo en NYC y no tengo lavadora en casa. De hecho no tengo lavadora ni en el edificio. Pero quién la necesita cuando existe un invento como el drop-off. Dejas la ropa en la bolsa y te la devuelven lavada, planchada y plegada. Lista para meter al cajón. Un sueño hecho realidad para una vaga como yo.
Desde que vivo en este barrio, la dejo siempre con un señor coreano muy serio que siempre recuerda mi apellido. Normalmente nuestra conversacion se limita a un Hello!, Suso. 7.50$. Así desde hace un año y medio. Triste pero cierto.
El otro dia fui a recoger la ropa. Andaba divertida recordando no se qué y se me cayó un papel al suelo. Me agaché a recogerlo riéndome de mi inabilidad. Me sonrió. Y me dijo, te puedo hacer una pregunta? Hmm. Sí, claro. Respondí. "Eres estudiante?" Y yo divertida pensé, esta cara de niña no me la quita ni la treintena. No, no.. I work. Ahhhh respondió él pensativo. Podía ver como los pensamientos se le reorganizaban en la cabeza. "Por qué?" le dije. Y... lo noté titubear. "Hay un chico, un estudiante. Muy guapoooo. De Holanda. Muy guapo. Tú y el. Gustar, si. Muy guapo, muy guapo. Deja su ropa aquí también." Asentía con la cabeza y me sonreía. Mientras a mi me parecía surrealista que el hobby del coreano serio fuese ser casamentero. Y cómo sabe que no tengo pareja? pensé. Pero claro... alguien que lleva un año y medio lavándote la ropa sabe muchas más cosas de ti de las que te gustaría reconocer. Uish.
Desde entonces he vuelto varias veces a dejar y recoger ropa. Nunca más me ha mencionado al holandés, pese a que me muero de curiosidad. Pero desde aquella charla me abraza cuando me ve y me da la mano apretujándome los dedos, me cuenta un poco más de su vida y se despide tocándose el corazón.
Creo que tengo un amigo más en el barrio.

Sant Jordi

Es uno de los días que me da más pena no estar allí.
Pero bueno, vale como excusa para que me conteis que habéis comprado y que me estoy perdiendo por ahí. Yo os recomendaría algún libro pero lo cierto es que ultímamente leo poco. No me concentro. Empiezo muchos y no acabo ninguno.

Drawing Restrain 9

The Matthew Barney & Bjork film is playing at the IFC. You can watch a preview here.
Super cool looking. And the music is wonderful, as anything by Bjork. But I need to do some reading to fully appreciate it. Maybe this helps. Or not. Maybe there is a beauty in watching without fully understanding it all.

"Its core idea is the relationship between self-imposed resistance and creativity, a theme it symbolically tracks through the construction and transformation of a vast sculpture of liquid vaseline, called "The Field", which is molded, poured, bisected and reformed on the deck of the ship over the course of the film.

Having reached a state of maximum disintegration, the sculpture of The Field is then reorganized and the ship emerges from the storm, sailing through a field of icebergs towards the open southern ocean. In the last shot, two whales can be seen swimming behind the ship, headed for Antarctica."

Apartment therapy

Aquesta li dedico al Carles (q mono ets!) i la seva nova obsessió. Igual esta noche vamos a conocer a nuestros ídolos!!. Quién ha dicho que un mini apartamento de Nueva York no puede ser monísimo? A veure si agafo idees, jo necessito redecorar el meu. Lo millor de la web, estem d'acord els dos.. the smallest coolest apartment contest.

Sundance Shorts

The best shorts of Sundance here.

Depressing deja vue...

Specially after reading this Newyorker article.

La bienal

De la bienal en el Whitney no me ha gustado casi nada, sólo la compañia.

Dumpster

This is just weird. But here it goes. If it's true that it hurts less when you know you're not the only one.. this can be good.
"A portrait of romantic breakups collected from blogs in 2005."

From the Newyorker

Old Drawings

I have been kind of fascinated lately with the old ink drawings from encyclopedias. Via design observer i got to this. I cannot really figure out how to navigate it or if there is a way to really see what they have on archive, but just clicking around you can find some interesting stuff.

Lies, lies, lies...

So I have been thinking about lies lately, (for the next i have something in the eye) and I have found it's really easy to get inspired. Hmm. I just had a conversation with Maria (she gave me the line too) about how fucked up the taxes situation is in this country. So we paid around 20.000$ in taxes last year and we get in exchange... nothing! just 30 days to leave the country if we lose our job and a have a nice day! with a big smile with probably the whitest teeth you have seen in your life. But no one complains, because we have to be grateful to know that there are scubba divers checking the Brooklyn Bridge daily for explosives, or to see every once in a while 20 something year olds with machine guns walking around the city. Hmmm. So thinking about that makes me want to hide under a rock or move to the mountains and plant and eat my own tomatoes.
But then again, you can't do that. So then I decide to move to Barcelona again. But wait, I just did that and didn't work either. So I don't know what to do, and I want THE answer. And then I realize since I live in NYC I have no patience. All gone. Gone. Long gone. Where did it go? No idea. But I get antsy if the subway takes more than 5 min or if my fast food is not really fast. I want my answer and I want it now. The worst. The end. I have lost it.

So.. what do you do in these cases? I guess you have a coffee with Claudio (miss you!!) or if he is 6000 km away, you breath deeply, and go back to the basics, to the minimum, to the wise ones, to the things that matter to you the most. My grandma would have say this. (She was the proverbs mega master) I don't know if it's true, but relaxes me a bit. Elaine says that maybe self-help is just common sense. I agree. That and the European patience (I love how Henry Miller said it here) of knowing that nothing really important is going to change. And if it does, it's because it wasn't that important. We've been best friends for 13 years now (with Elaine, not with Henry Miller). That alone, should prove it, no?

(I am getting deported after this post. Fuck it!)

Kieslowski

Under the title "The complete kieslowski: a road map to the soul" the Lincoln center presents a retrospective of his work. From his student shorts to his final trilogy. If someone is looking for me, I may be here.

Subscription lists

Ok so i am trying to figure out how to add "subscribe here" to a website. So that people get an email reminding them about updates. Anyone?

Amelie

I was having one of those crappy days yesterday but Amelie was playing on TV. One of my fav movies of all times, and extremely red (not sure why I didn't talk about Amelie here) a great feel-good shot. I loved this line (mon says it's already old... ) I don't care and it goes with my recent obsession with artichokes.

2 RED / 2 ROJO !!

Here the new i have something in my eye.
Not sure how but.. we did it! again! pretty impressive... yey
So thanks to everyone that sent stuff in, thought about it or is thinking about the next one. And thanks to all the readers...
And next month... LIES. Let's see how that one goes.

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Aquí está recién sacado del horno.. el nuevo tengo algo en el ojo.
Gracias gracias gracias a todos. A los que habéis participado, a los que lo habéis intentado, a los que queriáis pero no pudisteis, a los que participareis en el próximo.
Lo hemos vuelto a hacer. Estoy muy orgullosa de todos.
Y ahora.. a pensar en el próximo. Sugerente y suigeneris tema... MENTIRAS. Hmmm. Besitos mil.