Monday, June 17, 2013

Friday, June 14, 2013

Película basada en la experiencia del Instituto Gehl Architects - http://www.gehlarchitects.com/ - de Dinamarca fundado por el Arquitecto Jan Gehl para trabajar (diseñar, hacer) con una perspectiva de Ciudad para las personas.
La misma perspectiva que desde fines de la década del '50 del siglo pasado asume Jane Jacobs en NY, ya conocida por quienes han leído estas páginas anteriormente.

Este film es realmente una buena noticia para todos.

Trailer con subtítulos en inglés


“The Human Scale” trailer (One World Romania 2013)
from One World Romania on Vimeo. director: Andrea M. Dalsgaard
country, year: Denmark, 2012



Trailer con intervenciones del Arquitecto Jan Gehl y otros expertos del Instituto, sin subtítulos


The Human Scale Trailer 2013
from Final Cut for Real on Vimeo. Directed by Andreas Dalsgaard
Produced by Signe Byrge Sørensen for Final Cut for Real
www.thehumanscale.dk
www.facebook.com/TheHumanScale
www.final-cut.dk

En el sitio http://thehumanscale.dk/the-film/ más información y los Clips sobre ciudades concretas.

IMPERDIBLE!

(ojala la podamos ver completa)

Auguri!!!

Thursday, June 13, 2013

new slaves & la yapa

Comparto vídeo que resume la presentación de este tema en lugares públicos de 66 ciudades en simultáneo el 18 de mayo pasado. De Los Ángeles a Sydney pasando por NY, Toronto, París, Berlín, Amsterdam , Milán, etc.
El sonido es sucio, pero creo que refleja bien el suceso. Hay varios más colgados de cada ciudad.
Con ustedes:


New Slaves from @mikefilms on Vimeo.
Compilation of nearly every online recording of "New Slaves"

Edited by MikeFilms
https://twitter.com/mikefilms
http://mikefilms.tumblr.com/

Autores: Kanye West & Frank Ocean

Verse 1]
My mama was raised in an era when/Clean water was only served to the fairer skin
Doing clothes you would have thought I had help/But they wouldn’t be satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself
You see its broke nigga racism/That's that "don't touch anything in the store"
And there’s rich nigga racism/That's that "come in and buy more"
What you want a Bentley, fur coat and diamond chain?/All you blacks want all the same things
Used to only be niggas /Now everybody play me
Spending everything on that Alexander Wang/New Slaves

[Hook]
You see it's leaders and it's followers/But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower
You see it's leaders and it's followers/But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower

[Verse 2]
I throw these Maybach keys/I wear my heart on my sleeve
I know that we the new slaves/I see the blood on the leaves
I see the blood on the leaves/I see the blood on the leaves
I know that we the new slaves/I see the blood on the leaves
They throwing hate at me/Want me to stay at ease
Fuck you and your corporation/Y'all niggas can't control me
I know that we the new slaves/I know that we the new slaves
I'm about to wild the fuck out/I'm going Bobby Boucher
I know that pussy ain't free/You niggas pussy, ain't me
Y’all throwing contracts at me/You know that niggas can’t read
Throw him some Maybach keys/Fuck it, c’est la vie
I know that we the new slaves/Y'all niggas can't fuck with me
Y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye/Y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye
I move my family out the country /So you can’t see where I stay
So go and grab the reporters/So I can smash their recorders
Yeah they confuse us with bullshit/Like the New World Order
Meanwhile the DEA/Teamed up with the CCA
They tryna lock niggas up/They tryna make new slaves
See that's that private-owned prison/Get your piece today
They prolly all in the Hamptons/Braggin' 'bout they maid
Fuck you and your Hampton house/I'll fuck your Hampton spouse
Came on her Hampton blouse/And in her Hampton mouth
Y'all 'bout to turn shit up/I'm 'bout to tear shit down
I'm 'bout to air shit out/Now what the fuck they gon' say now?

- See more at: http://www.vibe.com/article/read-controversial-lyrics-kanye-wests-new-slaves#sthash.76TkVM1j.dpuf

LA YAPA



Wednesday, June 12, 2013


Fue provocado por el delirio de una gripe, es reciente y muy breve.
En un momento dado aparece, cerca de mi cama, muy contra el suelo, un rectángulo pequeño e incandescente. Según me fue revelado, ESO era Pedro Bordaberry, que se acercaba cada vez más a mi cama. El aire era invadido por una malignidad, como se entiende.
Afortunadamente todo se disipó con una clase de hidrogimnasia. Los brazos de los viejos chapotearon y diluyeron la horrible visión.



Monday, June 3, 2013

Bella Unión



cálida frescura
del sol
este invierno próximo