one year at 23

september 18 2005, a year from today
first time posting photos on 23

as today are 1313 photos
about 3.597 photos per day (smile)

but just 0.597 % of the total of images are 1/2 decent
the rest is sort of bad photography habit trying to make an autobiographical bookkeeping :)
for how long it lasts the project
and for one day maybe... when i get to grow even older
watch them & remember

the date has been recorded...
a bit of an aloof monday

strange sunday

if life would have come with a set of printed instructions
for sure, i would be right now reading them
one by one
fine print and every single hidden clause

unfortunately
i have no instructions
and i keep on going where i shouldn't

and then all of a sudden i read above
yep! it makes sense
chronology of my own stupidity

i don't know why i can't shake off me this feeling that
i ruined something... some remorse or guilty tastes like

like when you break without bad intention
a precious crystal object that your parents told you not to play with

but it looks so pretty that you want to touch it and get closer
and then you handle it wrong, and you broke it
that moment before your parent find out about the accident
is how i've been feeling this sunday

because i am not sure if my actions are amendable or
again how to fix what i might have broken
i don't have instructions :(

why do i click in too many places?

again that feeling as the smiths song
big mouth strikes again

a sunday night and it is quiet and eerie atmosphere
in the evening

i tried to water the little plants outside
your flower included
and the garden hose i bought is gone
some workers or the new neighbor probably took it
but just was strange because i thought that would distract me

ironic also

and i took this photo a weekend ago
of the funny trunks
and life was sad and still too then
but different
how life twists on a week
from weekend to weekend

time is magic you wrote me one day
time is magic and i hope one day i can
float on it gently
maybe?

urgency

urgency of the city melting
ambulances’ sirens cooing for shelter
fast cars & planes sounds sketched
animals looking for shelter
this city, me, evaporating

at foyer of life
one day
won’t be more waiting

the end of the summer

5 hrs broiled
tuna aji w/tangy sauce
mojitos
3 women

the dying sun
and a soft almost obscene soft pink
background came
fluffy bubbles left by a small fuzzy octopuss on my chair

grilled brie w/custard and bed of sweet peaches
we ate
shiskabas (beef & chicken)
shrimps
and some memories of you
for a sweet marinade

i took a nap
that was the dream more
a sweaty short nightmare
under a sun of a-5pm
you & an another, unknown too siluotte
a woman
walking hand in hand

3 women then
my friends came...

and is that end of the summer fear
like when you finish a good book
of not knowing what might come next...
that
with the autumn now to me came...
that you might,
just fade

strange day
warm day
a bit sad like if it was a half day
an ending summer day
i think

some fever might be left
i think of a fever one
is my mid-day nightmare
tall woman & obscene pink dream
case...

día de la independencia de México

hoy se celebra el día de la Independencia de México
y dijimos: muchas gracias señores Españoles, por las pulgas, la guerra y la matanza
pero ya vayanse de regreso a su casa...

un link...
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not feeling very fine today
friday at least is

cafeína y cuentos de aparecidos

then sometimes coffee is not enough

newspaper morning & is not news
the paper is from 3 days ago
took me a while to figure that out
the date, the time, and the colors of an expected soul

this sunset from almost a year ago
from 2005, september 19
some days seem like minutes ago
a year with its seconds
vanishing but not lost

george gershwin alone

at the distinguished san diego's old globe theatre
tonight
hershey felder did a good job on the play
george gershwin alone

although i didn't expect this kind of play at all...
one-shot music play, no intermission
over an hour
it was different, good, but after all not of my fondest choice

and then he threw a little surprise at the end
& got the public singing along
freaking george gershwin's songs

which makes it the most fun monologue
-yes it was just him
that i have seen in a while
but...

a well-known director
and nice work on the lighting
projecting old photos, graphics
and scenes from the 20's new york
over one long tailed steinway & sons
and a minimalistic almost scenario
of george gershwin's own...

the music
didn't expected either
was good to see & of course listen to
a piano well-payed by an actor-performer
he did the complete version of
raphsody in blue at the end
which is always nice to listen to, oh! live...

good night

point

staring at one point,
over an hour or who knows?
feet naked against kitchen floor
fixated
fixed –on
window, –the front
can’t turn around while
blending stinted-peace
with lumps of involuntariness

grows

the point is deeply white
blinding
enrapturing
agonizing lure

on, –not off

around it
little light-purple flowers
some barely-green leaves
in a blurring twirl
skip, tap, smile, hop

while they wait
while they hope

central and white
still
the point motionless
moves

if i could just move
if i could just turn away
i wouldn’t stop
again
as i did before

in an wintry –summery– point

M83

because back in april 2005
i got a plane ticket to NYC
just to see them in concert...
(ok the concert was on my birthday day and i saw a sign there)

yet another superb french band
hope you like them too

M83

from their album before the dawn heals us
the song Don't save us from the Flames
a lovely video & story of a girl who very much likes ghosts..
being in love with one, take a look...



A piece of brain in my hair...
A ghost screaming your name...

Voltaire provides the quote of the day

Voltaire once said:

'Doubt is not a pleasant condition, but certainty is absurd.'

but he also said:

'A witty saying proves nothing.'

what leaves me right to where i started... mmm?
oh, well! to deal with the circle of the unknown doubted, yet always well-regarded, life...

where the only condition that is not to doubt, is the certainty that one day we will all die...
(but when?)

therefore, try to enjoy in the meantime...
Voltaire would've liked that