9/29/09

Manifesto contra el Bicentenario


Hace unos días llegó a mi buzon un correo titulado Manifesto contra el Bicentenario. Después de leerlo, me pareció muy interesante su contenido. Estoy de acuerdo con todo lo que dice.
Como deber de buen ciudadano, creo que mi trabajo es divulgar este pequeño texto, escrito por una de las pocas personas pensantes que conozco. De igual manera espero contribuir con algún texto o imágen. Hasta entonces.

Manifiesto contra el Bicentenario

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Es innegable tanto por su cronología como por su trascendencia en el desarrollo histórico de México la importancia de la conmemoración del bicentenario del comienzo de la Independencia y del centenario del inicio de la Revolución.

Sin embargo, el carácter patriotero y fiestero que se ha venido dando y se dará a la conmemoración de dichos acontecimientos vela toda reflexión crítica en torno a la realidad de los hechos y sus consecuencias inmediatas y a largo plazo.

A partir de una perspectiva histórica abierta, alejada de la mitificación reduccionista propagada por las fuentes de información “oficial” , surge a la luz una verdad más bien desencantada: Cumpliéndose el bicentenario de la Independencia de México y el centenario de la Revolución Mexicana, los ideales profundos de justicia social que supuestamente impulsaron dichos sucesos no han visto su realización y su conclusión definitiva en el México contemporáneo. Además un análisis cronológico no demasiado profundo devela que las posiciones de víctimas y victimarios continúan latentes y en numerosas ocasiones, tras superfluos cambios, quienes levantan la bandera de las víctimas anteriores se convierten en los victimarios posteriores.

Encontrándonos a un año de que se cumpla la ya tan anunciada fecha, les incito a formar parte del desarrollo de una perspectiva distinta a la que nos asfixiará próximamente, esperando obtener su retroalimentación con cualquier tipo de producción artística y/o intelectual, así como la difusión de este brevísimo documento entre personas que consideren que lo puedan encontrar relevante.

A.A.
septiembre de 2009

9/25/09

The IDM. (theotherversion)


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El siguiente texto es una transcripcion de lo que escribí el 23 de sept en el International Designers Mexico. Un evento de moda internacional. Está en inglés, no se porqué. El 90% fué escrito en el lugar. 1a persona.

I got there, it was easier and quicker than I expected, even easier than other places that I used to had tickets. I´ve been to this place for a lot of times, but today it was different, I couldn´t recognize anything. For the first time of the night I felt like an outsider because I was…Regular clothes interacting with complex fashion statements. I can´t imagine what there´s to come.
I expected so see some weird things and I haven´t been dissapointed. Mainly common people trying to look for attention at any cost, specially with their clothes.
I´m not going to lie, I want this “show” to turn up bad; a model falling, a designer who can´t take bad reception, anything could happen, but i´t won´t, it´s “international” and everything is calculated, at least that´s what it looks like.
This one, was one of those places where you don´t expect to see anyone familiar. (maybe fall in love just once or twice, nothing special).
This was my first fashion design event. Everything look weird to me, like when you go to a theater and see a lot of people moving and working in things you don´t even notice. I don´t no why, but I thought something out of ordinary was about to happen.
Expectation for the runway… a lot of laughs.
The place started to get slowly kinda crowded. Many “ lowcase” girls who buy “fine clothes” for ocassions like this. Too pretentious, you can barely see their nature.
It´s funny how people change given the right circumstances. The person you meet at school, at the bus stop, is not the same when he/she supposed to look glamorous, to show off. It´s also funny how glamour changes everything, just a few months at this same spot I was headbanging my ass off while watching Mastodon. No place for that today. No place for mistakes. It was their night for every second.
I am not complaining at all, I was enjoying of nice wax statues. This I repeat was not a complain. I was next to the bar, but I was also broken. Should have brought some candy.
It´s interesting when you see things you are not supposed to; the backstage, a girl doing her heavy makeup or changing clothes. You are not supposed to look , but this morbid feeling challenges you constantly, until you are to evident to keep looking.
There was still no access and I was standing next to the entrance.
I have nothing against gay people, but sometimes my respect and sense of moral gets pushed by this “guys”. I bet security people laughed constantly (inside) at this people.
Feathers and shiny clothes are welcome here.
The media: sometimes you just don´t know if they are doing there work or just love to be more mordib that the average people, having access to all of it.
Some people go first, others like me wait. Not in a line, but more like in club format thing. To my logic that night, people with cool outfits and important papers go first.
I was wearing some jeans, a black hoodie, and a shirt I made that entitles: “you are not the clothes you were” in honor to Mr. Durden. I was just a regular guy, in a place full of people hungry for fame and attention.
Sometimes I could not understand how women where so in love with clothing, maybe they love the aftermath of it, like driving a man mad with their lust and intuition. I wish I had a camera to take pictures of the things that I liked and the many I disliked for example: the Argentine assholes standing next to me while I write this.
20 min. After the planned stuff. I can no longer distinguish models from “normal people” I´ve always thought that women with to much makeup look hideous, the one standing next to me was not an exception.
As I entered I realized I was lost again. A girl comes and helps me, and I sit at a nice place. I still can´t believe how different this place looks. For some reason I thought of a futuristic circus. I wished I was not alone, and had someone to complain and laugh at all the things that were happening.
Jorge Diep was the first designer. Including his name in this text matters? I don´t know. No comments about his clothing.
The second runway was better. I found a friend I had noticed before. We mainly talk about nonsense things. He invites me to this “cool” spot, I quickly drink 2 glasses of wine, and eat some food I will never taste again in my life.
It´s weird seeing celebrities, but I am dead serious when I say that I have seen beautiful women on the runway. I almost can´t believe it, such beauty and confidence in front of me. For some reason I ended in the first to rows. Powerful lights, admiration and glamour. I felt out of place more than ever.
Hats off to real/rare and exquisite models.
Paola Hernandez is the 3rd, and last (for me). Her collection was interesting.To be honest it was the only one with a noticeable speech. I used to know her sister. She was there. I felt proud for her family.
The show keeps going on. I walk away and drive at top speed.

9/19/09

9 Heartbroke Metal Songs


EN VERDAD me encanta cuando un grupo de Metal (de cualquier subgénero y derivado) hace una canción completamente diferente a lo que nos tiene acostumbrado. Ya sea una versión acústica de otra canción o una composición original.
En la mayoría de los casos suele ser una canción triste de amor.

A continuación les dejo una selección personal de 9 canciones.
Existen muchas canciones de este tipo, pero éstas por motivos personales creo que son las que más me llegan.
No puedo y tampoco quiero explicar por que cada canción es especial para mi. Pero SI puedo ponerles una parte de la letra, por la cuál estoy convencido de que son grandes canciones.

Disfruten
pd. este disco sí es apto para público femenino
pd. si conocen más rolas por el estilo "mochense"

Slipknot-Snuff
"And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again"
"So if you love me let me go
And run away before I know"
"If you still care don´t ever let me know"

Deftones-Change (In the House of Flies)
"I watched a change, In you,It's like you never,
Had wings, Now you feel so alive,
I've watched you change"

Slipknot-Vermillion (part2)
"She is everything to me, The unrequited dream,
The song that no one sings, The unattainable."
"She isn't real. I can't make her real."

NIN- The Fragile
"fragile, she doesn't see her beauty , she tries to get away
sometimes it's just that nothing seems worth saving
i can't watch her slip away."

Stonesour-Bother
"Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed I cared at all
Never had a voice to protest
So you fed me shit to digest
I wish I had a reason;
my flaws are open season
For this, I gave up trying
One good turn deserves my dying"

Deftones-Be Quiet and Drive
"It feels good to know you're all mine
Now drive me far"
"I don't care where, just far Away"

Funeral for a friend- History
Estoy seguro que esta banda no debería estar aquí. Ya que no es metal.
Pero la rola me gusta mucho.
"This sky will make me sick
So I'll give up on you
I'll give up on this"

A Perfect Circle- 3Libras
"difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed
and passed over
when i've looked right through
to see you naked and oblivious
and, you don't see me"

Cemetary Gates
"And when she died I couldnt cry,
The pride within my soul. You left me incomplete
All alone as the memories now unfold."

9/18/09

Today

He dejado este blog muy abandonado. Principalmente por cuestiones tontas en mi vida. Cosas sin importancia que creia que eran importantes. Ahora que he dejado, o estoy tratando de dejar eso atrás. Vuelvo a este blog. A subir cosas, a (intentar) ilustrar, fotografiar, confundir, reportar, opinar, robar y demás cosas que este en mis posibilidades. Pendientes esten.