I draw, but my drawing fades

i find it romantic, melancholic, and beautifully tragic, how this is another example of life foreshadowing itself.

famously inspired, privately absurd

Islam and the Spiritual Malaise of the Oil Spill

i had dinner with 7 friends wednesday night, a likely topic of conversation was the oil spill, and how all 8 of us felt helpless in the matter.
this article via the huffington post, may fall in a somewhat extreme spiritual viewpoint, but at this point, how can anyone not feel that we are obliterating our surrounding (intentionally or unintentionally) and the beauty of the clichéd idea that the best things in life don´t cost, and not want to write vehemently about them?......


I realized how this violation of nature not only speaks volumes about our society's values but also reflects a spiritual crisis.

Yet, we continue to abuse the Earth, and I wonder to what extent our actions echo our culpability.

Representative Don Young, R-Alaska, told USA Today that the oil spill, "is not an environmental disaster, and I will say that again and again because it is a natural phenomenon...We will lose some birds, we will lose some fixed sea life, but overall it will recover." Young is underestimating the damaging repercussions from the incident, minimizing it as a random occurrence of nature when in actuality the spill is destroying an ecosystem. This same sentiment would write off the Bhopal gas leak in 1984 as a natural phenomenon, and the 15,000 people killed as collateral damage.

These approaches include contemplating how the spaces we inhabit affect the psyche. The more integrated we feel within, the greater peace we experience. The more selflessness we practice, the more likely we are to take care of the world outside of our heads. By starting within and then moving outward, our actions have the potential of being well-intentioned and less self-serving. This approach might have helped BP, Warren Anderson and many others make decisions that didn't kill people and destroy the environment.

It all comes down to choice. Will we opt to feel connected and whole with the world around us? Or will we select a path void of thought, reflection and spirituality? If we don't shed greed and apathy, not only is the Earth at stake but so is our well-being.

fragments of article taken from huffington post, read whole article here.


i won´t lie, i´ve done little for the environment, but the current state the world is in, it makes me rethink my role and how this role does affect others in the process.

"plenty of time"

hmmm... "embracing the life you never planned on?"
interesting.

a friend sent me this soundtrack today. i hadn´t heard about the movie so i checked out the trailer. jm then went on to telling me he had a near death experience on tuesday, that of course got him thinking about life and where he was heading. thank god he´s in one piece, even if his bike is dust (this was what he complained about, fucking up his bike)...
the first thing i asked was if he was in one piece.

jm. you made my day, so happy to still have you around.

lapsus

have you ever just wanted not to think about anything?
that´s how i´ve been feeling today, even though i shouldn´t... stupid, picky client has been on my case since monday.
so, even though i should be concentrating, i´ve decided to inundate my head with music.

needless to say, the illustration below creeps the hell out of me.













and weezer just because when i started listening to them, i had a huggee crush on rivers cuomo, my friends at the time would have never understood... i never said anything.

you and i

seems like this was just what i needed for hot afternoons/not being able to concentrate on work, in mexico city.
top post, washed out.

never for ever

retrospect on kate bush´s music, style, and career via pitchfork for a week only.
para ustedes babooshkas.
voy a buscar ese video de dea y mer, magic.

birds

to quote balam acab´s myspace...
sounds like: fear, nostalgia, bliss, sadness, euphoria, beauty, peace, dreams, loneliness, longing, i want you to get lost...

a lot of people would argue if this is even real music at all; all samples, purely synthetic, vocals layered and distorted way way way in the back... for some reason i can´t seem to get enough. maybe it´s because since time of motor coordination a computer has been strategically placed underneath my fingers and the sounds just seem "natural".

CMYK

today my headphones sound like this, reminds me of a friend that introduced me to dub-step.



speaking of dp... postopolis! a project he´s worked on as independent curator and producer alongside Storefront For Art and Architecture, Domus, Tomo and El Eco museum, will be coming to mexico from june 8-12th, d.f will host the third edition, a public five-day session of near-continuous conversation curated by some of the world's most prominent bloggers from the fields of architecture, art, urbanism, landscape, music and design...
read more here.