Sunday, November 30, 2008


I am particularly attracted to photographic imagery because of the concept addressed by this article.

"This heartbreaking picture, shot by Platon for a photo essay published by The New Yorker, shows the grieving mother of a Muslim American soldier who died in Iraq. It is not exactly a political photograph, nor did it make news when it was published, but it spoke in an understated way about the diverse makeup of America. When Republican Secretary of State Colin Powell endorsed Obama, he said, “I feel strongly about this particular point because of a picture I saw in a magazine." It was this photo."


Pretty much the most current, profound, and fastest growing concept in the field of thinking and creating.

think for the benefit of everyone.


I first happened upon GOOD magazine a couple of years ago at a Whole Foods in Paradise Valley.

Since then, I have been reading any issue of this magazine I can get my hands on. Besides looking good, this magazine uses aesthetics functionally to simplify an infinitely complicated diametric opposition. What is GOOD? See here this recent presentation of FDR's New Deal. The graphic representation not only delivers the history, it illustrates the story conceptually. Good=good.
simple as that.

Saturday, November 29, 2008


"Most of the attacks have been blamed on Muslims but, in recent weeks, police have rounded up 10 members of what they say is its first Hindu terror cell. Among those arrested are a serving army officer and a Hindu priest."

rise in piracy.

customers became irate when officials said the store was closing because of the death

purely in the spirit of christmas.

Man trampled to death at a Wal-mart.
Corpse apparently in the way of savings.
police identify person responsible? yes.. it was that rapacious mob on the left.

Friday, November 28, 2008





there are so many people.
You can take a 45 minute trip via subte/bus and run into someone you saw 45 minutes ago on the opposite side of town... by shear odds... keep walking and then run into them AGAIN on the other side of town.

Today i went down to ave. florida to help clay find camping gear for patagonia when i happened across Nim aptly in a cross walk across 9 de julio/oblisco... busiest intersection in the city. he was going one way, i the other. stopped, said hi, continued... no big deal, it happens. 3 hours later, same thing happened... hour away.

remindes me of camping rule #1.
If you get lost, stay put.
Keep moving and you'll never be found.

help or disappear

pink reasons.

Eats meet ends.

I have lived the past 4 days without spending more than $10 (35 pesos).
Hopping subtes, eating rice, drinking tap water, taking calls, not making them (incoming calls are always free... literally and figuratively.), making the coffee at home, packing snacks, walking the 20 blocks instead of hoping on the bus, and not indulging.
Time + energy = money.
walk the blocks, make the meals, cut the fat, teach yourself, entertain your thoughts with ideas... don't buy the book- write it.

Do you think you could go three days without spending any money?
Not to say spending money is bad, but is it necessary?
A concept frequently overlooked and underrated.

I want to grow a garden in the middle of the city.

mira la luz

and steal my things, little children.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

If only I'd thought of it first...

Zizek tonight. Working for tonight. check out my anonymous photos there... unless they make you create a user name to see actual size images and only display 6 thumbnails for "clicks". Business savy has never been so unsavy.

When doing business/just about anything in Argentina,

have a contract drafted, signed in blood, and notarized twice.
Then maybe you will have a fighting chance at what you bargained for.

LSATS will be a breeze after this.

Finding time to make.

It seems like living sometimes is a full time job.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

I am another one of you.

There was a girl in the plaza and she had cursive scrawled around her wrist. I asked what I meant and this was the best translation to be made.
I am another one of you.

Today was a reconstruction of yesterday. Total collapse.
Money, time, and distance are all evidently very real.
Just another knot to squeeze through into the limitless expanse on the other side (thanks pops).

Lots of musings:
What would I do if I got hit by a car down here?
What would I do if I had gotten my computer/camera/passport stolen (happened to a friend of a friend yesterday)?
What would I do with my last $10?

I'd probably hit it Kerouac style and buy means for sandwiching because with low blood sugar, I feel like I'm living in a Samuel Beckett novel.

The past two days I have been sick.
There is nothing more helpless than a full plate and a stomach ache.
Today, I am well partially if not entirely thanks to the pleasure of taking in a house guest: Guille aka Nim. Nim is a stout vegan. Since he has been in the office/my current residence, we have shared the past 5 meals... all of which were liquado de verdura o frutas. Translated, vegetable and fruit smoothies.
Nim insisted that we pour our bounty immediately into the blender... I will never doubt him again. Turns out, Nim is also a chef. We had blended raisins and iced coffee, strawberry, spinach, and yeast, carrot, cucumber, and avocado... the list goes on. Its cheap, easy, healthy, and la bomba.

Furthermore, I have been learning exponentially more about myself when put into certain situations. Case in point, finding an apartment in a megametropolis in a foreign land. Given the current and projected state of our economy, I will be searching for many more temporary rentals in my life and now I shall carry with me the skillz to get it done. No matter what country you are in, haggling is legal.

Kait arrives in a week.

Friday, November 14, 2008

the world, is of course, a waiting.

this week I met some big names.

this girl alice, from Crystal Castles.

animal collective.

don't really know what to make of all this just yet.

but something should come soon.

miss you all.

Thursday, November 06, 2008

sometimes things are too far away to touch.
but its always worth a shot.

not pertinent

but these are somethings worth remembering... why not make them public.
Found my new home for the next 3 months.
Stayed up until six this morning holding a skype conference.
Nick, Devin, Christina, Django-miss j'al.
Got up at nine to meet chancha (pig) en retiro to pick up a new printing of his latest album,
Rodante. only to be coarsely denied by Buerocracy.
Chancha is good, and recommended but, new deerhunter (thanks nick), Wilderness (thanks random), and crystal stilts (thanks jules) have me spoken for tho at the moment.
Cram yourself into a subte on a hot summer day and zone out to theeeeeeese.
Spanish clase con Marcelo.
Office hours with interns, Sabrina, Gregers (coolest kid from Copenhagen ive ever met (only?))
Watched newest Erol Morris film, Standard Operating Procedure. Solid but not thin blue line.
Oh daym. Seeing/meeting? Crystal Castles tomorrow?
Seeing/photographing/definitely meeting Animal Collective Sunday?

Sorry, just needed a lead in.

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Saturday, November 01, 2008


self portrait!

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estan hablando castellano, estoy solo.

estoy solo.

conoces la diferencia?

no hay una manestefestion


no effects

didn't want to be photographed

este chico