martes, 30 de junio de 2015

Abejas naciendo (timelapse vía NatGeo)

Augochloropsis sumptuosa


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domingo, 28 de junio de 2015

Robert Williams (arte vía r/whoahdude)

No sé el título de la pieza. Más info del artista aquí.
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sábado, 27 de junio de 2015

DIRTY TOILET (Lenny Bruce, San Francisco, 1961)

Lenny Bruce arrest.jpg
October 4, 1961
las bastardillas son mías

Oh, I like you, and if sometimes I take poetic license with you and you are
offended...now this is just with semantics, dirty words.  Believe me, I'm not
profound, this is something that I assume someone must have laid on me,
because I do not have an original thought.  I am screwed.  I speak English.
That's it.  I was not born in a vacuum.  Every thought I have belongs to
somebody else.  Then I must just take, ding ding ding, somewhere.
So I am not placating you by making the following statement.  I want to help
you if you have a dirty word problem.  There are none, and I'll spell it out
logically to you.

Here is a toilet. Specifically - that's all we're concerned with, specifics
- if I can tell you a dirty toilet joke, we must have a dirty toilet.
That's what we're talking about, a toilet.  If we take this toilet and boil
it, and it is clean clean, I can never tell you specifically a dirty toilet
joke about this toilet.  I can tell you a dirty toilet joke in the Milner
Hotel, or something like that, but this toilet is a clean toilet now.

Obscenity is a human manifestation.  This toilet has no central nervous
system, no level of consciousness.  It is not aware - it is a dumb toilet -
it cannot be obscene - it's impossible.  if it could be obscene, it could be
cranky, it could be a Communist toilet, a traitorous toilet.
It can do none of these things.  This is a dopey toilet, Jim.

So nobody can ever offend you by telling you a dirty toilet story.  They can
offend you from the area that it's trite - you have heard it many, many
times.  Now all of us have had a bad early toilet training - that's why we
are hung up with it.  All of us at the same time got two zingers - one for
the police department and one for the toilet.  "All right he made a kahkah,
call a policeman.  All right, OK.   Are you going to do that anymore?
OK, tell the policeman he doesn't have to come up now."

All right, now we all got the "Policeman, policeman, policeman," and we had
a few psychotic parents who took it and rubbed it in our face, and those
people for the most, if you search it out, are censors.  Oh, true, they hate
toilets with a passion, man.  Do you realize if you got that ranked around
with a toilet, you'll hate it, and anyone who refers to it?  It is dirty
and uncomfortable to you.

Now if the bedroom is dirty to you, then you are a true atheist, because if
you have any of the mores, the superstitions, if anyone in this audience
believes that God made his body, and your body is dirty, the fault lies
with the manufacturer.  It's that cold, Jim, yeah.

You can do anything with the body that God made, and then you want to get
definitive and tell me of the parts He made, I don't see that anywhere in
any reference to any Bible.  Yeah, He made it all.  It's all clean, or all
dirty.

But the ambivalence comes from the religious leaders, who are celibates.
The religious leaders are "what should be."  They say they do not involve
themselves with the physical.  If we are good, we will be like our rabbi,
our nun, our priests, and absolve, and finally put down the carnal
and stop the race.

Now, dig, this is strange here.  Everybody today in the hotel was bugged with
Knight and Nixon.  Let me tell you the truth.  The truth is "what is."
If "what is" - you have to sleep eight, ten hours a day, that is the
truth.  A lie will be: People need no sleep at all.  Truth is "what is."
If every politician from the beginning is crooked, there is no crooked.
But if you are concerned with a lie, "what should be" - and "what should
be" is a fantasy, a terrible, terrible lie that someone gave the people
long ago: This is what should be - and no one ever saw what should be,
that you don't need any sleep and you can go seven years without sleep,
so all the people were made to measure up to that dirty lie.
No, there's no crooked politicians.  There is never a lie because
there is never a truth.

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miércoles, 24 de junio de 2015

microreview: Chappie (Blomkamp, 2015)

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viernes, 19 de junio de 2015

Baraka (Fricke, 1992)

Shāh Chérāgh (شاه چراغ‎), monumento funerario en Shiraz, Irán.
La vi anoche & esta mañana escuché su OST; Ron Fricke, director, también fue el cinematógrafo de Koyaanisqatsi. Barakah es continuidad con la esencia de todo, que emana de Dios---es un concepto de la  rama mística del islam. En la película salen todas las religiones abrahámicas, religiones africanas, buddhismo, hinduismo, entre otras. Samsara es la sequela de Baraka.

Roger Ebert dijo lo siguiente sobre la pieza de Fricke: "If man sends another Voyager to the stars and it can carry only one film aboard, that film might be Baraka."

martes, 16 de junio de 2015

Con luz & humo, compañía china ilustra el problema de la contaminación.

500,000 chinos mueren al año por contaminación del aire. 
Usaron imágenes de niños & jóvenes para llevar un fuerte mensaje 
Vía designboom.com:  
"xiao zhu is a chinese company dedicated to providing clean air to its citizens. the country sees more than 500,000 die every year from causes related in some way to extreme levels of airborne contaminants. like most socially conscious businesses, entering better products into the market is often only a small part of a larger equation; true change lies within education and protest. to make an impact, xiao zhu needed to show the people of china how crucial the issue is, and they did so in the most direct means possible."

lunes, 15 de junio de 2015

Joy Williams, vía The Paris Review

We’ll suck it to the bone with limitation’s necessities
“We are complicit, materially preoccupied, spiritually impoverished, and technologically possessed. Look what we did to the Earth when it was green and provident. We’ll suck it to the bone with limitation’s necessities. Well, there’s always space. It’s depicted on the endpapers of our U.S. passports.” 
—Joy Williams, vía Joy Williams, The Art of Fiction No. 223

jueves, 11 de junio de 2015

Imagen creada por inteligencia artificial (vía r/woahdude)

Veo perros, ojos de humanos, focas, fractales, triciclos, vasijas, peces....

Esta imagen fue creada por inteligencia artificial---vía lo que se conoce como recurrent neural networks. Estos códigos generan imágenes según van aprendiendo. 

Encontré la imagen vía reddit:

Update sobre la imagen y su origen vía:
The “dreams” of Google’s AI are equal parts amazing and disturbing (19 de junio del 2015). 

lunes, 8 de junio de 2015

simulacra st.

móntate en tus propios pies 
dale un break a los oponibles 
deja el teclado un rato 
camina & sal, respírala en el mar 
camina por río piedras del s. xxi 
lee las bellas piezas de sus alleyways— 
una doñi-diosa nos acarrea 
un mozambique vive en su hombro derecho 
un lechoncito: su hocico preña’o de tolta 
la palabra: fresco



Rubén Luciano, a.k.a. Sheto, es el artista



un bello verde bud, pletórico de tricomas



un fucking .jpeg de kojak pops up



labios rosados---párpados azules & pestañas negras 
                                                    /tapan ojos



un niño mira papel, fecas & detrito.

martes, 2 de junio de 2015

La Rêve (Rousseau, 1910)

La Rêve (Rousseau, 1910)*






















Henri Rousseau escribió Inscription pour la Rêve* para acompañar su pieza; 
Apollinaire vio la belleza en ella: 

Yadwigha dans un beau rêve 
S'étant endormie doucement 
Entendait les sons d'une musette 
Dont jouait un charmeur bien pensant. 
Pendant que la lune reflète 
Sur les fleuves [ou fleurs], les arbres verdoyants, 
Les fauves serpientes pretent l'oreille 
Aux transmite gais de l'instrument. 

Yadwigha en un hermoso sueño 
Se ha dormido suavemente 
Oye el sonido de un piccolo oboe 
Interpretado por un bien intencionado encantador [de serpiente]. 
Mientras la luna se reflejaba 
En los ríos [o las flores], los árboles verdes, 
Las serpientes salvajes escuchan 
Las alegres melodías del instrumento.

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*Vía Wikipedia.