luni, 13 decembrie 2010
joi, 4 noiembrie 2010
joi, 9 septembrie 2010
one of the first days in bucharest today. walked a lot. sometimes feels like a battle field. it s grey and violent and intense. poisoned. gas and noise. loads of noise. the main street, magheru, feels so heavy. very hard to handle. when you walk through it, you have to shout, the sound of the cars is too strong. and there s fogg, things look misty cus of the pollution. a walk through magheru and you need a retreat. streets are underconstruction everywhere. you hear the sound of machines breaking cement, and this is mixed with the sound of cars and claxons, and alarms. people s faces are dark brown and frowned. some of them seem lost. there was an old lady from the countryside near nottara theatre, the kind of very skinny old ladies with black clothes and a black scarf (basma?) on her head. she looked at me grabbed my hand and shouted ”where are we?”. ”we are near piața romana”, i shouted back. ”i want to go down the hill to universitate” she shouted. i pointed the direction. ”just keep on walking!! keep on walking in that direction and you will see it!!” she seemed frightened. i had to give her a little push in that direction. ”i will go down there and i will see it, right?” said she, already moving. ”right.” and i waved my hand. she looked as confused as in the beginning and then she dissapeared in the crowd.
i sort of like this intense heavy feeling. i breath in and feel the dust gas ans smell of sweat. feel dizzy. gives you quite a high. can t compare it with other drugs. feels stronger and better than the dreamy hippie amsterdam. maybe also because i m not a hippie anymore. i don t wanna feel The Love anymore.
discovered a beautiful artist 2day, her name is yașam șașmazer. she is from turkey and she makes these weird wooden painted sculptures, child-size children like these
(this is called ”beautiful as my mother”)
(this is called ”strong as my father”)
also discovered a beautiful artist at the ADM festival in Amsterdam some days ago. his name is yann keller and his music fits bucharest so well. he built this instrument called the steelbass. and makes sound installations like this
- and this sound is bucharest
joi, 12 august 2010
and jmbarrie's melancholic figure and peter pan standing still and me as peter pan and the women in the red light district but i keep on listening to this song on and on and on for a week now, and it sort of gives me the frame for the things i experience and they have a very sharp cold-lit shape through this frame.
miercuri, 4 august 2010
haha - i want to be evil- listened to her recently wth 2 occasionally friends. peckham wine till 9 in the morning and watchin
oh of course the sweetest tenderest of them all miss
miercuri, 14 iulie 2010
- what we have been workin on until now. a play about ourselves, and the beginnging of the programme "write about yourself", which hopefully will encourage people to write about/share their own stories, and break the common belief that "my life's not worth it" when it comes to writing about you. twas the most kamikadze project i've worked on, but it's out there now. and that's good.
decided to come back here for a phd in a couple of years- probably 3. trying to figure out the research theme until then.
vineri, 7 mai 2010
miercuri, 5 mai 2010
duminică, 7 martie 2010
sâmbătă, 20 februarie 2010
joi, 4 februarie 2010
thou shalt not make anymore compromises i say to myself thou shalt not try to explain if people don't get it from the first instant. thou shalt not waste your time in vain. thou shalt not have patience anymore. thou shalt not NOT make the compromise to go out and meet wth whoever when actually you wanted to look at your videos and make an edit.
miercuri, 3 februarie 2010
vineri, 8 ianuarie 2010
avtar 3d last night. i don't know if it has any connection but after that i dreamt that i was supposed to have a drink wth Marilyn Manson. maybe i wanted some other effects than the jolly medusas. what pisses me off bout movies like avatar is that they cultivate this escapism, this phantasy that if you were bigger and blue-er your life would be so much interesting riding those flying creatures and gettin in touch with the sacred spirit of the forest. all beautiful, but if after watching the movie you leave thinking oh my life here on earth is so not interesting, and my human body is so not interesting, i wish i lived on pandora- i think this does you harm. of course you could take good things out of it, james cameron was aware of the eco trend and of the anti-colonialist trend as well. but with a budget of $200 million dollars and even more for marketing, i think there were far more interesting things to be done here on earth. and look- i just google pandora and the first article i find says- "The scenes were so startling and absorbing that the following morning, I had the peculiar sensation of wanting to return there, as if Pandora were real.".