In class we saw Antonioni’s Blow-Up in connection with the Devil’s spit (ask if you must, and I’ll link when I can). It was quite exotic as all the students were born after this film was made. I was a child. The true class to give would be on sugar as a social actor. Sweetness … More Pouring Sugar
The reason I am so depressed is that I am seeing so clearly how I have allowed as much of my life to be stolen as I have done. I usually shield myself from seeing this so clearly because the pain of it is as sharp as it is, but the panorama is in view … More Asynchronous
This post is a pause and reset for Good Friday and the beginning of the new advertising year. Shop with my blog supporters, y’all, and consider becoming one toi-même. The author of this text was Mayan; he is a skull on a stela of Uaxaclajuun Ub’aah K’awiil. I who narrate am only a performer of … More 18 Rabbit
We have been discussing my identity on this blog. Let there be no doubt: I am Mexican. I was invited to be Mexican long ago, and after some deliberation I accepted. Mexican though I may be, Mexican that I am, I cannot go home because I have expenses, which I am negotiating in the oral … More “Debajo de un rebozo, tapar las penas”
Axé.
This is the lively song I choose for one who died today, recorded the year he was born. Axé.
“Mujer andina, te vengo a cantar mis penas y mis dolores,” says the huayno, but for this weekend I wanted to put up Greco-Portuguese and Sephardic music sung by other beautiful women. But video is not embedding for me and anyway I am in Greater Mexico now; in its honor I offer you Mujer ladina, … More Mujer Ladina
The web camera on this computer turned itself on and I did not know it. All of a sudden as I was closing windows, the face of this woman rose up at me. I thought there was now a ghost in the computer, or a dead person behind the glass. A spirit. I realized what … More A Bad Experience
Axé.
Axé.
coldhearted scientist وداد 