tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20950417659668529902024-03-13T11:52:35.318+01:00magdalena esponda o roterm.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-52381592276615276972017-04-12T19:09:00.000+02:002017-04-27T05:15:59.370+02:00RELÁMPAGO MAIAKOVSKI <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">en 37 minutos</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">después debate</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">el público es parte del laboratorio, es una parte</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">necesaria y deseada.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b><i>la performance no es para interpretarla es para inventarla!</i></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">un homenaje al tsunami ruso 1905-1924,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">para fijar un punto en la historia del arte y de la revolución... el más vibrante!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><i>después catástrofes! </i></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>allí se inventó lenguaje ZAUM</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>se inventaron formas de cine: CINE OJO (vertov)</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>se inventó poesía visual, y se dio vuelta como un guante la idea romántica del amor.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>volviéndose la calle y la vida un incendio de pastizales!</b>(maiakovski)</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>se inventó constructivismo (rodchenko, stepanova), suprematismo (malevich), biomecánica en el teatro (meyerhold)</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>hubo increíbles experimentos visuales (popova, estepanova, exter y cientos de mujeres inventoras)</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>la revolución sacudió la idea de música o concierto (experimento BAKU de abraamov 1922, con música espacial y concreta, ruidos, notación musical dibujada, etc, etc, etc...) </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>una causa,</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>la revolución molecular en cada campo del arte tuvo vasos comunicantes</b>, debates, peleas feroces, confirmaciones, reconstrucciones...deconstrucciones un verdadero laboratorio cultural </i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>y se fundió</b>, sí, se incendió con el <b>laboratorio social político</b>:</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>1.800.000 <b>desertores </b>de guerra/ no querían matar ni ser matados por otros obreros, del país que fuera.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>inventaron la democracia directa. elegir para mirar, y sacar en el momento que no cumplieran a sus delegados elegidos por barrios, fábricas o regimientos. <b>los primeros soviets!</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>como hermanos</b> de la asamblea de diputados de la <b>comuna de paris</b>.</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>allí también la democracia fue directa, allí también artistas se unieron a la convulsión y deseo social</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>de dar vuelta <b>TODO el arte incluído (courbet, arthur rimbaud, verlaine, daumier...)</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>pero la comuna duró solo dos meses <b>en paris de 1871</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>en moscú petrogrado y otras muchas ciudades llegaron a tener 5 o 6 años esos laboratorios...!</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>después, insistimos, la catástrofe!</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>pero la memoria es maestra, como las maestras de hoy en la argentina: ENSEÑAN, revolucionan las mentes soñolientas!</i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b><i>te esperamos público, nos fundiremos, inventaremos!</i></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b><i>y tal vez un vino tinto y un libro blanco </i></b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b><i>proyectomaiakovski@gmail.com</i></b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">y tal vez mercedes dolzani,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">pero ella es <b><i>la acropoética figura de la noche</i></b>!</span></div>
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m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-84174106114161945212010-09-06T13:22:00.003+02:002010-09-06T13:30:33.560+02:00albertine regarde son image sur le mur de berlin, encore.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TITPUpwHBLI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OmxAP-BDAyQ/s1600/P1010366.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TITPUpwHBLI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OmxAP-BDAyQ/s400/P1010366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513759797520303282" border="0" /></a>ella mira su imagen pintada sobre un muro de berlin, aún.<br />albertine guckt ein bild mit ihrem gesicht.<br />das bild ist gemalt, vielleicht von marcel, auf einem mauer von berlin,<br />noch...m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-49500884402777742652010-09-06T13:06:00.002+02:002010-09-06T13:20:29.704+02:00albertine regarde marcel<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TITMeuU4u-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_jPWl_0YIAk/s1600/P1010755.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TITMeuU4u-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/_jPWl_0YIAk/s400/P1010755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513756672012106722" border="0" /></a><br />albertine prend congé de marcel, elle regarde comme il se va.<br />elle a plaisir<br />de regarder,<br />seulement de regarder<br />comme il va<br />comme il bouge<br />comme il regarde<br />les gens, le train. les mots<br />sont disparus.<br />albertine tiene placer de observar,<br />las palabras están desaparecidas.<br />vergnügung. stille. beobachtung.m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-10578024052699517462010-09-06T12:46:00.004+02:002010-09-06T13:01:48.325+02:00albertine s'en va!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TITHpFOW4UI/AAAAAAAAAGg/MOp7zgpvf7E/s1600/P1010750.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TITHpFOW4UI/AAAAAAAAAGg/MOp7zgpvf7E/s400/P1010750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513751352399290690" border="0" /></a><br />partir wegzugehen to leave lignes de fuite líneas de fuga mehrere male suchen buscar irse chercher suchen to go deleuzem.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-17263930699894996452010-08-28T13:59:00.002+02:002010-08-28T14:01:29.378+02:00orange 0<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/THj6faMAntI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Zqci-fBhay4/s1600/P1010946.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/THj6faMAntI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Zqci-fBhay4/s400/P1010946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510429561600384722" border="0" /></a>m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-1238846300258926892010-08-28T13:53:00.003+02:002010-08-28T13:59:47.628+02:00orange 1<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxDXZGd-p2caYqNlrJs955AFOfuVYAWqGg0Q0N90I9tmoh_1wgkLVGVagxUXQbE5YR8WlSmHgTNW3XgI5vfgQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe> klash plash uf ra ta la la klash rasch spät doch nein klasch klasch plash ur raf fit oft das es nada plash klatsch rasch so sa ce n'est rien doch klatsch rusch mayröckerm.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-8083327938087483452010-08-28T13:50:00.000+02:002010-08-28T13:51:44.302+02:00orange 2<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/THj4NcepUhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/smeQqEFJl4k/s1600/P1010923.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/THj4NcepUhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/smeQqEFJl4k/s400/P1010923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510427053954519570" border="0" /></a>m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-82784884275757282072010-08-28T13:48:00.000+02:002010-08-28T13:49:55.866+02:00orange 3<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/THj30FKtcnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0bYZUjmvMDk/s1600/P1010934.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/THj30FKtcnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0bYZUjmvMDk/s400/P1010934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510426618200158834" border="0" /></a>m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-90662574447110251082010-08-28T13:45:00.000+02:002010-08-28T13:48:09.963+02:00naranja 4<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/THj3aopEf5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/5-fQ5-DuvG8/s1600/P1010908.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/THj3aopEf5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/5-fQ5-DuvG8/s400/P1010908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510426181046140818" border="0" /></a>m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-65442117193928051022010-08-28T13:42:00.001+02:002010-08-28T13:45:36.559+02:00orange 5<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/THj2yHUDYiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/zM4QmMnJQbQ/s1600/P1010941.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/THj2yHUDYiI/AAAAAAAAAFw/zM4QmMnJQbQ/s400/P1010941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510425484904849954" border="0" /></a>m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-10832192541949703982010-08-07T18:12:00.002+02:002010-08-07T18:35:07.107+02:00un piano, ein unsichtbares klavier, la noche. mauerpark.<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz9O1Puq00Xkd77OedLSxiQCkMkkOZPYWLXOwSBo2xs34igd3wL0x_sjUKPpR6dGMVZ6bZRnL70LIVcK4Kecg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />berlin, <span style="font-weight: bold;">mauerpark,</span> une nuit, una noche poblada, eine nacht mit stimmen.<br />und da ist ein objekt.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">ein klavier. </span><br />er ist gemalt, er hat die weißen tasten festgeschraubt oder geklebt.<br />eine skulptur, vielleicht.<br />er läutet wie das klavier <span style="font-weight: bold;">hölderlings</span>, asymetrisch.<br />anders.<br />verletzt.<br />hart und schön.<br />nichts ist zu sehen. es ist nacht. kein licht. nur feuchte lufte und menschen. stimmen.<br />es gibt händen, die tasten, viele hände tasten, spielen und gehen.<br />immer tasten diese vielen hände die wenigen freie tasten.<br />sie läuten. elles sonnent. las teclas suenan asimétricas, suenan heridas.<br />alles ist zu hören,<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">mauerpark.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">ein freiluft-labor.</span>m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-80941359534023726212010-07-31T12:19:00.002+02:002010-07-31T12:27:08.550+02:00albertine prépare sa fuite<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TFP5OniHOzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/rMZpOH2a2Zc/s1600/P1010793.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TFP5OniHOzI/AAAAAAAAAFo/rMZpOH2a2Zc/s400/P1010793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500013599475055410" border="0" /></a>m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-58662619695686392192010-07-31T12:09:00.005+02:002010-07-31T12:18:38.116+02:00un autre corps<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TFP2wDQjjWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-EvfTAuCo_Q/s1600/P1010729.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TFP2wDQjjWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-EvfTAuCo_Q/s400/P1010729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500010875318406498" border="0" /></a>m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-15526620918931353552010-07-28T13:49:00.008+02:002010-07-28T14:01:47.938+02:00albertine aparece y desaparece.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TFAZoQf9slI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rC4Cubzxo54/s1600/P1010649.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TFAZoQf9slI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rC4Cubzxo54/s400/P1010649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498923324433871442" border="0" /></a>albertine a veces se deja peinar.<br />también le gusta dejarse hacer.<br />y mirar desde la distancia...m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-61238148924316207212010-07-28T13:36:00.005+02:002010-07-28T13:48:14.864+02:00uniformes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TFAWwT7pD3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/4tD06x81hZo/s1600/P1010572.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TFAWwT7pD3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/4tD06x81hZo/s400/P1010572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498920164259336050" border="0" /></a>sans lignes, ohne linien, sin líneas, rayas. blanc et noir, schwarz weiß, black white, más líneas, más cielo abierto.m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-62076342081536193672010-07-12T18:24:00.001+02:002010-07-12T18:27:43.236+02:00le cri, la porte, ce demi-humain visage...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TDtCPq5vHGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-h0cHNN25E4/s1600/P1010511.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TDtCPq5vHGI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-h0cHNN25E4/s400/P1010511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493057007490374754" border="0" /></a>m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-78984242006756966702010-07-12T17:58:00.005+02:002010-07-12T18:12:07.297+02:00le crocodile apprivoisé<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TDs-AiKOTWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/jErpjIxly34/s1600/P1010648.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TDs-AiKOTWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/jErpjIxly34/s400/P1010648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493052349399059810" border="0" /></a><br />hay animales que quieren jugar.<br />otros no.m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-11500256063311070482010-07-12T17:55:00.003+02:002010-07-12T17:58:17.471+02:00un ami<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TDs7UllG4KI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-LoYloSGCDg/s1600/P1010668.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TDs7UllG4KI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-LoYloSGCDg/s400/P1010668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493049395379626146" border="0" /></a>m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-8516039278106139852010-07-12T17:39:00.004+02:002010-07-12T17:48:46.870+02:00l'ombre, le drapeau, l'espoir sans calcul, une journée du cirque.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TDs31eFomAI/AAAAAAAAAEg/kaGHPlcYy6Q/s1600/P1010653.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TDs31eFomAI/AAAAAAAAAEg/kaGHPlcYy6Q/s400/P1010653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493045562257741826" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="postBody" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119);">una señora griega con ojos muy abiertos se acerca a albertine y con cierta complicidad le pregunta:<br />qué es esto.<br />parece fiesta o carnaval<br />pero también protesta.<br />albertine sonríe,<br />en berlin aprendimos<br />que el comunismo aplastaba con 'seriedad' la diferencia.<br />en el oeste el capitalismo lo hace con orden y eficacia.<br />las marchas las hacemos<br />entonces entre<br />el límite de lo inesperado y el deseo más violento.<br />somos acróbatas.<br />hoy es contra la invasión inmobiliaria.<br />roban los espacios que ganamos en berlin,<br />antes durante y después del 89.<br />nos sacan los parques, pedazos del río spree, una casa-cultura de 20 años fabricando arte, 'tacheles' y más.<br />hay sin embargo 1.700.000 metros cuadrados vacíos,<br />edificios que se construyeron con la fiebre de berlin unificada.<br />nadie los alquiló, nadie los compró.<br />pero el hambre de cuervos de pico afilado y sin rumbo sigue construyendo, el estado mira o toma parte de la enfermedad avaricia.<br />por eso la calle.<br />por eso subimos la bandera anarca.<br />por eso yo tomé mi sombrilla y mi metralleta de agua y trepé hasta los brazos de neptuno.<br />frente a 'rathaus berlin'.<br />la señora griega da un abrazo a albertine.<br />largo y mojado.<br />un silencio denso circula...</p> <span class="post-author vcard"></span>m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-12044707157890308232010-06-30T11:45:00.001+02:002010-06-30T11:48:30.445+02:00augen<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TCsSfaAv8gI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8_GQAh6V7Zk/s1600/P1010513.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TCsSfaAv8gI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8_GQAh6V7Zk/s400/P1010513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488500901648790018" border="0" /></a><br />ojos, ojos, ojos, ojos, ojos, ojos, ojosm.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-90939526477581190932010-06-28T08:21:00.005+02:002010-06-28T08:34:18.743+02:00pied blanc<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TCg_vQQWg6I/AAAAAAAAADw/h7qpCR7k6bE/s1600/P1010419.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TCg_vQQWg6I/AAAAAAAAADw/h7qpCR7k6bE/s400/P1010419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487706227000902562" border="0" /></a>pie blanco, descanso.<br />uf descanso!<br />descanso de adidas fosforescentes, goles, gritos al aire, puños al aire,<br />festejos.<br />de qué?<br />oh foucault,<br />ahora disciplinar las conductas,<br />no pasa por las cárceles, los loqueros o la 'ciencia',<br />el sexo ya está domesticado desde hace rato,<br />ahora<br />el disciplinar se metamorfosea,<br />pasa al juego.<br />y ordena las risas.<br />uf! uf! uf!m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-20640983306588257732010-06-04T19:44:00.010+02:002010-06-04T20:19:32.753+02:00l'air du cirque<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TAlBtQdTtEI/AAAAAAAAADo/dGfKGULN2Qk/s1600/P1010392.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TAlBtQdTtEI/AAAAAAAAADo/dGfKGULN2Qk/s400/P1010392.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478982667440731202" /></a>una tarde en bicicleta<div>entrar en un patio de una casa </div><div>tomada</div><div>en berlin</div><div>turistas</div><div>con sus libros-guías </div><div>circulan también</div><div>un 'parque' de objetos</div><div>mezclados con el pasto,</div><div>un sillón. </div><div>la calle adentro</div><div>el adentro es calle</div><div>hay sol.</div><div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwg50YqcamDLuk9s6MIE3l0gb1caD5gxTaA0scen8varst-BwjKRc3YGAm-vfWqxiB0BeREL7FBkgoPCzGf' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe> continuar...<div><br /><div><br /></div></div></div>m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-50462219012529495882010-05-30T17:59:00.003+02:002010-06-04T19:43:22.757+02:00fisch oder schiff<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TAKMnl_LzyI/AAAAAAAAADg/W6akpVvLyoc/s1600/P1000900.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TAKMnl_LzyI/AAAAAAAAADg/W6akpVvLyoc/s400/P1000900.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477094708675858210" /></a>ALBERTINA SE PREGUNTA SI ES PEZ O BARCO O HUMO O...m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-63750979025849182472010-05-30T17:51:00.003+02:002010-05-30T17:56:09.976+02:00ruidos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TAKKc9H9wZI/AAAAAAAAADY/ibvm7tr9Qew/s1600/P1010244.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TAKKc9H9wZI/AAAAAAAAADY/ibvm7tr9Qew/s400/P1010244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477092326884884882" /></a>m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095041765966852990.post-76800130737114155892010-05-30T17:40:00.002+02:002010-05-30T17:50:32.242+02:00tiergarten<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TAKHek_7J-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/DV0gl4N0UCI/s1600/P1010262.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIX7m-P3QOg/TAKHek_7J-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/DV0gl4N0UCI/s400/P1010262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477089056233564130" /></a>intimidad<div>intimité</div><div>intimitaet</div><div>intimacy</div><div>intimiteit</div><div><br /></div><div>las lenguas un pequeño desplazamiento de sonido o forma.</div><div>se tocan</div><div>se confunden.</div><div><br /></div>m.e.o.r.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01549824535610802288noreply@blogger.com