domingo, 27 de diciembre de 2009

Cowboys & Girlfriends



Richard Prince

domingo, 30 de agosto de 2009

Graciela Iturbide















Más sobre Graciela Iturbide aquí.

domingo, 31 de mayo de 2009

Bye Bye May


"Se convirtieron en criaturas demasiado poderosas para vivir con nosotros, demasiado ególatras, demasiado visionarias, demasiado ciegas. Lo que persistía detrás de ellas no era la vida, que supera siempre a la muerte natural, sino la lista más trivial de hechos mundanos que pueda imaginarse: el tictac de un reloj de pared, las sombras de una habitación a mediodía y la atrocidad de un ser humano que sólo piensa en sí mismo. Su cerebro se hizo opaco a todo y sólo fulguró en puntos precisos de dolor, daños personales, sueños perdidos." Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides.



lunes, 30 de marzo de 2009


HARDLY WAIT - P.J. HARVEY
It's been so long
I've lost my taste
Say angel come
Say lick my face
Let fall your dreams
I'll play the part
I'll open this mouth wide
Eat your heart

sábado, 21 de marzo de 2009

Thelma & Louise







jueves, 19 de febrero de 2009

Sandra Cisneros



"Loose Woman"

They say I'm a beast.
And feast on it. When all along
I thought that's what a woman was.

They say I'm a bitch.
Or witch. I've claimed
the same and never winced.

They say I'm a macha, hell on wheels,
viva-la-vulva, fire and brimstone,
man-hating, devastating,
boogey-woman lesbian.
Not necessarily,
but I like the compliment.

The mob arrives with stones and sticks
to maim and lame and do me in.
All the same, when I open my mouth,
they wobble like gin.

Diamonds and pearls
tumble from my tongue.
Or toads and serpents.
Depending on the mood I'm in.

I like the itch I provoke.
The rustle of rumor
like crinoline.

I am the woman of myth and bullshit.
(True. I authored some of it.)
I built my house of ill repute.
Brick by brick. Labored,
loved and masoned it.

I live like so.
Heart as sail, ballast, rudder, bow.
Rowdy. Indulgent to excess.
My sin and success--
I think of me to gluttony.

By all accounts I am
a danger to society.
I'm Pancha Villa.

I break laws,
upset the natural order,
anguish the Pope and make fathers cry.
I am beyond the jaw of law.
I'm la desperada, most-wanted public enemy.
My happy picture grinning from the wall.

I strike terror among the men.
I can't be bothered what they think.
Que se vayan a la ching chang chong!
For this, the cross, the Calvary.
In other words, I'm anarchy.

I'm an aim-well,
shoot-sharp,
sharp-tongued,
sharp-thinking,
fast-speaking,
foot-loose,
loose-tongued,
let-loose,
woman-on-the-loose
loose woman.
Beware, honey.

I'm Bitch. Beast. Macha.
Wáchale!
Ping! Ping! Ping!
I break things.

*********


viernes, 13 de febrero de 2009

Picnic at Teide Rock
















"Oh, there is a light and it never goes out"

sábado, 7 de febrero de 2009

Miss Arizona


When did it start?
It started and it ended with Yolanda.
Miss Arizona.
She was an ol gal, who looked like she'd been rode hard and put away wet. Yep, she said she was Miss Arizona at one time. Well, I was darned if I ever could see it.