dijous, de juny 19, 2008

ataques de dislexia

Quizás sea por el hábito a la adrenalina que me estoy volviendo disléxica. Se me nota en los chats y en el habla. Yo no tomo muchas drogas, sólo azúcar, harina y chocolate. Y por mi curiosidad, mi insistencia y demás disparates no hago más que fabricar adrenalina. En cuanto a las relaciones, cuando alguien viene pidiendome consejo, después de hablar conmigo los aconsejados siempre rompen con sus parejas (aunque luego siempre vuelvan). Yo! que nunca he dejado una relación. O nunca a tiempo. O casi nunca, con lo bonitos que son los finales alargados. Pero reconozco que los finales repentinos ligados a una revelación dolorosa o una separación, aunque me hagan sentir como quedarme sin aire dentro del mar muerto; por lo menos eliminan toda la agonía. Que esta casi me deshilacha mucho más las fibras estomacales. Y por lo menos en un final repentino uno puede sonreir al vacío con ojos de miedo y eso significa mucha, mucha adrenalina.

divendres, de juny 13, 2008

Reminiscences of a trip to Beijing



This is Beijing under my cruel manipulation.

dimarts, de juny 10, 2008

Jonas Mekas Jonas Mekas Jonas Mekas


If I ever go to New York I have to go and meet Jonas Mekas. Just like my friend Gina, when she went to Danmark and she talked to Lars von Trier. I think my interest in this lithuanian godfather of American avant-garde filmmaking is turning into adoration, not because I like his films (so difficult to catch that I just got to see one of them in the Tate Modern and I ended up going to see it about 6 times but never saw the whole thing) but because I think he says with his words -from interviews and diaries- so many of the things that already run inside my head but I haven't found a name to say them. He has existed from 1922 and lived through the war, exile, 60's in NY and now he is recognised but he is not rich and so not rich will I be. But sure he is proud.

This is a not random piece of an Interview 3am Magazine made to him in 2005 that has a copyright. Is not a random piece but I am sure that if I had taken a random one it would have been just as good because it is all great.


And that is a photo from the Early Rainy Beijing with my small compact digital camera. When I still trusted in it.

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"3AM: That's a lot longer than the conventional Hollywood film.

JM: Oh yes. But that's because they have a script and they have a story to tell in that time. I have no script. The story is me and the people around me. It's there, it's real life and there is no other. I'm not carrying any other story. There is no suspense. There is no violence. There is no drama. There is no violence because I am not interested in it. I'm interested in the celebration of life. I'm leaving violence to others. I consider there's too much focus on abnormality, violence, ugliness and anger. I consider that it's all been well covered, maybe too much, by the others. It just does not interest me."