28.7.10 0
I am PROUD, PROUD in capital letters, PROUD that we said PROU -enough, in Catalan- (Ok this was easy).
No more bullfighting in Catalonia, by law.
No more unnecessary death.
No more cruel tradtition.
No more hiding behind "Art".
Thanks to everybody who has made this possible.
And let's take it to the rest of the country.
(*I happen to have internet in Astudillo this time!)
26.7.10 0
Oh well, oh well.
I was just getting the taste of blogging again after the internet move, and now the summer family-visiting responsibilites will make it hard again!
Mr. M and me are going to see his family in his village (I told you about it here).
Be good.
I leave you with the extraordinary work of Debra Baxter, who I already posted in the A to Z of makers, but her work is so fascinating that I'd like to show you guys too. The materiality, the subtlety and the humour of her pieces are unique.
PS: If you love it, she's got a jewellery shop!
I laughed, I howled, I shouted, I chuckled, I stabbed the seat with my nails, and I managed like a big girl not to cry. Go see it now.
I've made a treasury!
I think I must have missed something, because it used to be really hard to get a treasury spot from Europe. Maybe it's just summer and people are too busy being outdoors :)
You can visit it here.
19.7.10 1
Dear everyone, as promised Nosideup is back up, and so much has been happening in there!
You can now find a lot of rather abstract paintings I made in Barcelona. Most of these are made with liquid watercolors, a marvelous condensed pigment that leaves a velety finish and, lots of the time, unexpected hues and textures.
These paintings are mostly explorations of colors and finishes, and have amazingly subtle pigmentation and feeling.
In the next few days I plan to add Paperbling to Nosideup and have it all uner one (virtual) roof.
I hope you enjoy the changes, and please let me know what you think!
This is the island of Hashima, one of the 505 abandoned islands in the Nagasaki Prefecture.
There is something so evoquing, so dramatic, so nostalgic. All the concrete, so human, so urban, so alone.
See more here.
Thanks, Mr Ed for showing these to me.
PS: Guess who's got internet finally!... :)
there is always space for ghostly, femenine, magical installations in this blog.
The materiality of memory is always a thrilling and personal topic to explore for an artist or a designer.
Please take your time to look around the other projects too.
By Shane Waltener.
Via Double Takes.
13.7.10 0
see more here.
1.7.10 0
Today has been a bizarre day.
I woke up nervous like hell because today I would know most of the results of my applications to MA programs in Madrid.
I turned on the computer hopeful that the people in charge to upload the lists would have been as excited as me and would have done it early. Instead, I found out a friend from my secondary school in Swaziland had died unexpectedly. When a young person dies, besides the world turning upside down, everyone says how joyful and fantastic the kid was. But in this case, he really, really was such a beautiful soul, so much fun, so terribly clever, so fantastic. He just was a fabulous character.
I can understand the sentece telling me that he is gone, but I can't fully grasp what that implies.
Mr M. and I tried to continue packing the flat (we are moving on Saturday early morning, so there was no option to take the day off), completely in shock.
In the afternoon, the lists were up and it so happens I've been accepted in the MA I wanted the most, despite the difficulty to get in.
I'm so sad I'll have to remember today forever.
I guess sometimes life simply takes over.
Sometimes you have a taste of two sides at once.
Sometimes you realize that you can really hurt for somebody you did not know that well.
