Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

great translation jimbo!
spidermonkey??

who are they? argentine authors that killed themselves. I can talk of each of them, google them if you want. The point is: when you read in autobiographic clue (that´s a strong tendency) the suicide is usually used as a teleologic unidimensional metainterpretation of both the life and the texts of t...

very, very beautiful!
(today´s banner too)

yeah, there are a lot of suicidal writers: Alfonsina Storni, Alejandra Pizarnik, Horacio Quiroga. It´s also a fact that suicide in an author is a strong mark for most people in future readings of her/his texts.
Arguedas was very provocative at this point in Zorro de arriba y el Zorro the abajo.

well, well, well.... (slowwwwwww & rebel server again).
As I was saying..., I didn´t see it yet, OK?

No, I haven´t seen it yet. I came late to the cinema last thursday(where a friend was waiting...auch) and the movie had already started. We saw instead "La ventana de enfrente", an italian movie.
I´ll see it this week.
Actor: Javier Bardem. It´s an spanish film.

No, I haven´t seen it yet. I came late to the cinema last thursday(where a friend was waiting...auch) and the movie had already started. We saw instead "La ventana de enfrente", an italian movie.
I´ll see it this week.
Actor: Javier Bardem. It´s an spanish film.

No, I haven´t seen it yet. I came late to the cinema last thursday(where a friend was waiting...auch) and the movie had already started. We saw instead "La ventana de enfrente", an italian movie.
I´ll see it this week.
Actor: Javier Bardem. It´s an spanish film.

beautiful words & image.
thanks, cecil!

hi doreen! paint and draw the walls: only when I was 3 years old. collage walls: when I was a teen Now my small departamento walls are painted in light-cream-lemon-yellow (I had to fight with the painter during one morning because he didn´t like the color and he wanted to paint the walls in differen...

hindrence?

(more eclipses and less big brothers)

to be the earth
& also the moon
& to observe from somewhere else
moon, earth, you, the whole universe
and maybe something else...


good morning, I´m leaving to join an asado

Sea-fowls´loudness was for me laughter,
The mews´singing all my mead-drink.
Storms, on the stone-cliffs beaten, fell on the stern
In icy feathers; full oft the eagle screamed
With spay on his pinion.


sweet dreams

ab-solute
aback
noth-ing-mess/ness
in a rectangle room

(yeah, damn brits)
I´m still in a siesta pespective mood
& we own the delta islands
N daughters
french polinesia & meteorology
taekwondo kids everywhere
Inmigration AV.
heroin deals
& cirugías estéticas
from your right to your left