Friday, April 8, 2011

Luz Azul

This is an excerpt from one of  my favorite songs called Luz Azul by Aterciopelados. I just like it.

ay, si se pone peluda la cosa
recuerde, la vida es color de rosa.
el cielo es azul,
el espacio esta lleno de luz.

si esta sobregirado,
si lo han amenazado,
si la enfermedad lo tiene desdibujado.
si el pelo le ha tomado,
si su rectitud han doblado,
si con la copa rota, la boca le ha sangrado

ay si se pone peluda la cosa recuerde
la vida es color de rosa, es color de rosa
y el cielo es azul,
el espacio esta lleno de luz.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011


A relentless flame
Immersed in solid earth
melting its core
corroding its existence

a plight for water
for a remedy
for the restoration
of a lansdcape less arid

Sunday, April 3, 2011


I took this photo in San Francisco (I forget which street...maybe somewhere near Broadway). The content may undoubtedly look like a pile of disconnected waste, and it may well be (value is relative), but the owner and maker of these items was offering them up for sale. She saw value in these belongings and, though they appear seemingly disorganized, treated them with a high degree of care.

Isn't that what an artist does? Produces matter which is subject to the criticisms of those who aren't necessarily connected with its personal development.

Saturday, April 2, 2011


world is calm
mind is shaking
ear plugs on
but nothing's playing

days end is near
the sky dims down
there's more to seek
when nothing's found