Liquid State

Good evening to all of you.

All i want is to keep you dancing in my veins
where everything is warm and my integrity lays.
I don't want to be forgotten because it's boiling more than ever
running up and down this only face i must present to them
but it belongs to you.
Never ending river we all want to suck on
sweet dark blood that keeps us alive
powerful gun dancing day and night, showing off it's pretty moves
dripping out sometimes, filling my eyes with great excitement when i finally see you.
Little moon, since that day all i want is to hold you again.
We won't share any needles, but i'll give you everything else
so you can stay calm and in love for the days that must come.
Meanwhile let it boil and let it bleed
so i can tell you want to be here.
take me to your canal of never ending love
and probably, who knows?
someone will get a mix of our own blood.

yo, con vos.

No puedo explicarte la revolucion de miradas afuera de mi ventana
sus bolsitos llevan la luz de mis anillos, tuyos, pero mios.
todos estan buscando magia, y esta!
nadie duerme, para que?
se regocijan en colores cambiantes, degrade en movimiento
dos gotas de un lado, cartoncito carismatico.
el cielo muestra su infinidad y vos tu entrega a la vida, no importa como nace pero no la voy a dejar morir.
el tambor de al lado no para y me dan ganas de encerrarme en lo que nunca cierra, mas libre que el sol.
mi tinta no se acaba, sangre azul.
pico y pala le dieron a la raiz de esta llaga
que no paren de alimentar rabia que la transformamos muy bien ;)
hoy todo es alegria en esta ciudad iluminada por los que te dicen lo que piensan, y aunque a veces no nos guste, es lo que es.
todos bailan hasta el amanecer, y yo bailo con vos.

afternoon sun

Good morning/afternoon/evening to all of you.

This is a love letter to whoever needs some.
Since i've got nobody today i'll express my deepest thoughts
don't forget why you're here, do forget the fantasy of being attached to the plastic world they've created.
We only need to follow the moaning wishes of our never resting dreams.
The time has come to say goodbye to those who won't let you sleep.
Those animals belonging to the repeatedly boring substance of intoxicating hate.
Taking time for yourself will set you free.
I don't need her catmoves, you don't need his disgrace, although i wish you were here dancing to this record you know so well. Inner strenght can't wait to overflow like colorful volcanoes full of rage, needing nothing but wanting all.
So love yourself, love your world and dance today, dance tonight.
Celebrate spiritual liberation and find your soulmate, who's not her, who's not him.
Take a tall shot of whispering little fragments of air, they tell you how alive your space is.
Don't waste time, let them fuck the world and stay empty at last.
When you wake up you know who you are.
Let them tell you how much they love you, but you come first.
We never needed anything but true love, and true hate.

After three days.

i now sit after three days
my feet are hurting and my mind does not rest, not for a second
but i like it this way cause between lights and traffic i feel the warm sun at it's best
and im feeling the same emptiness just like last december, my heart is bigger than your chest.
pretty people walk down the street dreaming and singing, and some of them also complain while i look down the pavement and hear their silent hope of being loved for one day
don't desire what you can't because when they fly they don't come back
nobody buys my moon and nobody buys my ways, she protects me from above and they take me to a better place. do what you gotta do but don't sob no more, if you've ever really meant it just don't cry no more. i'll stay loyal to my being and all i can say is that now that i'm gone i prefer it this way. i'll reunite only with the ones who shared their hearts with me and for the rest of them we've already seen the end.

El que busca, encuentra.

good morning/ evening to all of you!
something i wrote a few days ago.
special thanks to you ;)


Busco todo en este espacio.
Desvaneciéndome para aparecer distante en la galaxia de las miradas
viajando suave, solo observando.
El sol es intenso y el papel quema lento, y vos esperando.
Llego pronto si me aguardas, tengo algo para darte
nada personal, solo magia.
Una voz que me saque de este sueño
el mareo se hace tormenta cuando buscas y no encuentras
pero si no sos vos soy yo el que siempre esta cerca.
Sería bueno morder tu cara, tal vez comerla
y como un caníbal disfrutarte.
Aviéntate contra todos que yo contemplo tu caída.
Búscame, no te despidas
todo termina el próximo día.
Seamos el sentimiento del momento
que esta vida es nuestra.

5 minutes, yesterday.

Good morning/afternoon/evening to all of you.
And after long lapse of time.. something i wrote yesterday.

Every twenty hours i feel so alone
then you come up with ideas on how to change the world
but tell me who's coming to read your mind?
when all i see is twenty people drinking their wine
they are all enjoying on this very night
look at them oh so clever
to me they're plain blind.
In a galaxy lying beneath my skin
where my thoughts and your soul swirl happy and free
people dance to that song you've been waiting to hear.
Wake up honey, im so sorry
here's where you must be
where the fields turn into cities with fancy streets.

History and Studies: Les Demoiselles D'avignon.

Good morning/afternoon/evening to all of you.

Art in any form, shape or color fascinates me.

Among the many artists and paintings that i've seen, studied and heard of.. there's a particular painting that caughts my attention, Les Demoiselles D'avignon (one of Picassos most famous paintings). Finished in 1907 and with more than a year of previous studies, Les Demoiselles shows Picasso's own background and life, along with Iberian sculpture, Greek sculpture, African art (as seen in some faces, which resemble primitive african warrior masks), prostitution at that time in spain, illness, and of course analytical cubism at its best.


Les Demoiselles d'Avignon
Paris, June-July 1907
Oil on canvas
8' x 7'8" (243.9 x 233.7 cm.)
The Museum of Modern Art, New York
Daix 47


The painting depicts five prostitutes in a brothel, which as we all know have always been places where sexually transmitted diseases (such as syphilis) are common. such diseases were the cause for many of his friends' death.

Woman with syphilis

Most naked figures at that time were a way for artists to demonstrate their skills, but in Les demoiselles d'avignon picasso shows a much more sexual overt, and of course this disappointed lots of people at that time. In this painting, the two central figures seem to be staring directly and perhaps even suggestively at the viewer, thus engaging the viewer in the painting. All of the figures are deformed. Breasts are misshapen, arms and legs look like flat planes, and three of the figures have masks ( african masks he saw in a gallery about world art at the paris' world fair of 1900) for faces. We can also see the greek influence on the woman's leg, which seems to be attached to the curtain, unfinished.. like many greek sculptures used to do with their works.

African masks influence.

By that time prostitutes in the brothels had bodyguards who were castrated so he wouldn't feel any sexual desire towards them, in this painting represented by the fruits on top of the cloth.. where the grapes are the penis, the peaches his testicles, and the watermelon the guillotine.

Detail

The faces' shape also resembles ancient iberic sculptures found near his hometown, Malaga.. which he felt very characterized from the very first moment he heard of them and later saw them in an exposition in barcelona.

Acient Iberian Sculpture

This painting really fascinates me because when you put all of these characteristics together you have a painting such as none had seen before.. we are talking about 1907 people!!! He incorporated and refuted the artistic ideals of the Renaissance, but also paved the way for an entirely new means of expression in modern painting.
Les demoiselles d'avignon was the first full-blown example of analytical cubism, an attempt to depict three dimensions without the use of perspective.
A WORK OF ART.

This panting sits today at the MoMa in New York.
Have a nice day.