New York through the lens of my iphone....

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On the bright side

On the bright side is becoming

my weekly recollection of pretty things and sources of inspiration and enjoyment.

Below the ones for this week:

via Solid Frog

Right up my alley

My friend Alexis knows me well

and shared this 

beading from the great plains, from Montreal's McCord Museum 

Me summarized in a few items

Via Nancy Neil blog

Oliver Goldsmith Vintage glasses

I so like them

A yummy Sunday dinner with Juncal

at our special little local

Cafe Loup in NYC

Nice light and multiple options in NYC

The feel of today

 

If I had to pick a color, a smell, a noise and a sensation

all would get reflected in this song by Bon Iver

This my excavation and today is kumran

Everything that happens from now on
This is pouring rain
This is paralyzed

I keep throwing it down two-hunded at a time
It's hard to find it when you knew it
When your money's gone
And you're drunk as hell

On your back with your racks as the stacks are your load
In the back and the racks and the stacks of your load
In the back with your racks and you're un-stacking your load

Well I've been twisting to the sun and the moon
I needed to replace
The fountain in the front yard is rusted out
All my love was down
In a frozen ground

There's a black crow sitting across from me
His wiry legs are crossed
He is dangling my keys, he even fakes a toss
Whatever could it be
That has brought me to this loss?

On your back with your racks as the stacks are your load
In the back and the racks and the stacks of your load
In the back with your racks and you're un-stacking your load

This is not the sound of a new man or crispy realization
It's the sound of the unlocking and the lift away
Your love will be
Safe with me

A mi madre

ESTE
presente
liso
como una tabla,
fresco,
esta hora,
este día
limpio
como una copa nueva
—del pasado
no hay una
telaraña—,
tocamos
con los dedos
el presente,
cortamos
su medida,
dirigimos
su brote,
está viviente,
vivo,
nada tiene
de ayer irremediable,
de pasado perdido,
es nuestra
criatura,
está creciendo
en este
momento, está llevando
arena, está comiendo
en nuestras manos,
cógelo,
que no resbale,
que no se pierda en sueños
ni palabras,
agárralo,
sujétalo
y ordénalo
hasta que te obedezca,
hazlo camino,
campana,
máquina,
beso, libro,
caricia,
corta su deliciosa
fragancia de madera
y de ella
hazte una silla,
trenza
su respaldo,
pruébala,
o bien
escalera!

Si,
escalera,
sube
en el presente,
peldaño
tras peldaño,
firmes
los pies en la madera
del presente,
hacia arriba,
hacia arriba,
no muy alto,
tan sólo
hasta que puedas
reparar
las goteras
del techo,
no muy alto,
no te vayas al cielo,
alcanza
las manzanas,
no las nubes,
ésas
déjalas
ir por el cielo, irse
hacia el pasado.
Tú
eres
tu presente,
tu manzana:
tómala
de tu árbol,
levántala
en tu
mano,
brilla
como una estrella,
tócala,
híncale el diente y ándate
silbando en el camino.

(Oda al Presente)

Pablo Neruda

Te quiero, Mama

Saturday, September 17, 2011

I don't want to turn the blog into 

a diary (already have one)

but

yesterday was a fine day

and 

as i was walking in the city

I captured things

that if i were inspired

to write

i could probably
explain/describe

using words

It's not
the case
so

I use

images

that sometimes

dicen mas que mil palabras 

Dog affair en Washington Square Park

This pic is from a while ago

but

usually Pia is
not this loving with dogs

and

right now
the idea that

everything is 
possible

sounds
enticing

These are at
probably
my favourite
store
in
NYC
Love Adorned

An eclectic
melting pot

of all
the things
 that
I love

Urban activism

An Installation
by
Two Bridges

Glow

a
favourite
of
my
friend

Tony

At
Moscot

Thinking
of
adding
this

to

my
identity

Yes?

No?

Feels like Fall…

In NYC.

Change of seasons…

Seems like everything in my life is about change nowadays…

If I can remove the anxiety that comes with it

Change is a good word.

Happy Friday.

Ryan Tatar, Photographer

Beautiful photos by Ryan Tatar

what he chooses to document

the colors, the shifts...

I look at them and feel

some sort of bliss

like at home

like

i want that

On the bright side

Below a few pretty things and sources of inspiration

Serenity

all three via scout&catalogue

Nice pink colors

 My beautiful mom and sis

My future home

via Hollywood Road

Venice Beach, CA

By Eileen Peters

My new red clogs

details in bea's bedroom

via critical slide society

Not really liking September

I am having a hard time dealing with this month...and it´s only day 11 :(

I don't have much inspiration for the blog

but I still want to keep it fresh

and use it as originally planned:

"a place to 

collect my thoughts, moods 

and all those things that inspire ..."

so here we are para lo bueno y para lo malo.

On that note, I decided to turned yesterday into a parenthesis in my life

and scape to the Hudson Valley.

There I noticed that when things look dark and confusing

the little things 

are the ones that help you smile

and breathe...

Mixed feelings

No estoy ni con el humor ni con la energia para escribir...ha sido un fin de semana long and rough - que en cierta manera continua.  

Hoy no incluyo words, solo fotos del sabado.  La primera es regalada al blog por Junc desde Vancouver.  Las demas son mias de camino a NYC.

Las fotos no son necesariamente reflejo de mi mood (serian de tormenta e insectos), 

pero si de una parte de mi.