"what is it that moves over the body of a society? it is always flows, and a person is always a cut-out [coupure] of a flow. a person is always a point of departure for the production of a flow, a point of destination for the reception of a flow, a flow of any kind; or, better yet, an interception of many flows."
enough glitzy girly bullshit
(for the moment)
back to seriousness. world, as usual is a total fucking mess. scary shit. back home mexican supposed normalization military coming into cities keep peace and indymedia activist hippie reporters shot. border walls and migra too shooting immigrants and narco cutting heads off of people. spiraling upwards fucking overgrowth (unforseen and untried consequences) dubai china starchitectural authoritarianism and identity crashes. iraq wild and absurd and distant so we don't feel the urge (just yet). ¿this is your idea of reconstruction? the constant and seemingly tension buildup in israel-palestine. now beirut ashes catching fire again.
where are the architects? i asked.
oh, here they are:
Will I take part in the reconstruction of the southern suburbs and the villages in the South?" asks Bernard Khoury, one of Lebanon's most high-profile architects and arguably one of its most talented and controversial. "Certainly not. That story is over for me and has been for 10 years, since I decided to work for the private sector. "I would have given you a different answer 15 years ago. Fifteen years ago I came back [to Lebanon after studying in the US] with a naive attitude. I thought I could take part in a social project. I thought there were institutions, or that we would [create] institutions to participate in rebuilding the city. But I didn't have a recipe. Nobody had a recipe. And it didn't happen..."
nienke klunder, from "happiest celebration"
before, i only hated nienke klunder because she's jaime hayon's girlfriend and she's totally fucked up my intentions of seducing him
now i also hate her because her pictures are actually quite fun and good
oscar ruiz, tianguis
last year sundays i worked with a girl designer on a book. she lived in neza, a ca. 4 million people "megaslum" (says mike davis) on the eastern skirts of mexcity. its not really a slum, its a barrio. barrio is like a rough neighboorhood, like 'hood if it was the 80s. neza is fantastic. it was all illegal settlement like 20 years ago, and 30 years ago it didn't even exist, it was only dry dusty land. now it has more party salons per-capita and per-square meters in the country. the party salons are shaped like huge chinese fiberglass pagodas or sphinxes or disney princess castles. it is the paradise of the quinceañera. it also has a great nightlife (if you can make it alive back home).
i want to go back to neza, for a sTROLL.