Thursday, May 27, 2010

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Matilda


Proyecto inconcluso (hasta ahora.)

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Palermo Gallery Nights


Interrumpo brevemente la transmisión de este blog que prometí dedicar a mi lado infantil para acercarles el flyer de lo que será cuarentena, una expo donde tengo el agrado de estar invitado a pintar (bah, hice trampa y use vinilo autoadhesivo, je) una especie de pildora gigante.
Para los que les interese pasar, además podrán darse una vuelta por otras galerias de la zona, todo en el marco de las Gallery Nights en Palermo.
El miércoles 23 a partir de las 19hs, en Gorriti 5936.

Monday, August 03, 2009

Friday, July 31, 2009

Guarda



Guarda para un proyecto personal.

Friday, July 24, 2009

Pájaros



Proyecto personal.

The animals rejected their names



The Animals Reject Their Names and Things Return to Their Origins (Margaret Atwood.)


I.

It was the bear who began it. Said,
I'm getting out from under.
I am not Bear, l'Ours, Ursus, Bär
or any other syllables
you've pinned on me.
Forget the chateu tapestries
in which I'm led in embroidered chains.
and the scarlet glories of the hunt
that was only glorious for you,
you with your clubs and bludgeons.

Forget the fairy tales, in which I was
your shaggy puppet, prince in hairshirt, surrogate
for human demons.
I'm not your coat, rug, glass-eyed trophy head,
plush bedtime toy, and that's not me
in outer space with my spangled cub.
I'm not your totem; I refuse
to dance in your circuses; you cannot carve
my soul in stone.

I renounce metaphor: I am not
child-stealer, shape-changer,
old garbage-eater, and you can stuff
simile also: unpeeled,
I am not like a man.

I take back what you have stolen,
and in your languages I announce
I am now nameless.
My true name is a growl.

(Come to think of it, I am not
a British headdress either:
I do not signify bravery.
I want to go back to eating salmon
without all this military responsibility.)

I follow suit, said the lion,
vacating his coat of arms
and movie logos; and the eagle said,
Get me off this flag.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Ochoa, el gato que se copa tocando la guitarra, la pega, se hace famoso pero al final no se la cree y agradece


Así después Luqui no me dice que soy un negativo que hace personajes que quieren ser algo y no pueden. Mirá: este es.

Monday, February 23, 2009