miércoles, noviembre 04, 2009

Cube


PS: recopilando todos (o casi todos) los elementos comunes en mi arte, dentro de uno de ellos. Y me gusta como ha quedado.

miércoles, octubre 28, 2009

Less Than Jake - Look What Happened

Artista: Less Than Jake
Album: Borders & Boundaries (2000)
Canción: Look What Happened


And I swear it's the last time and I swear it's my last try
And we'll walk in circles around this whole block
Walk on the cracks of the same old sidewalks
Then we'll talk about leaving town
Yeah we'll talk about leaving
I swear it's the last time and I swear it's my last try

We rode across that bridge all night
We talked our way through city lights
Traced all the lines we're killing time
Under those buzzing signs
From downtown to anywhere but here
Tonight yeah I swear to these rooftops
And just hoped that car would never stop

And I swear it's the last time and I swear it's my last try
And we'll walk in circles around this whole block
Walk on the cracks of the same old sidewalks
And we'll talk about leaving town
And we'll talk about leaving
I swear it's the last time and I swear it's my last try

We drove around this place all night
Past closed signs and familiar sights
We're moving by passing time
Counting those center lines
With 20,000 lines left to go
That lead to somewhere I don't know
It might be the time that we leave this all behind

And I swear it's the last time and I swear it's my last try
And we'll walk in circles around this whole block
Walk on the cracks of the same old sidewalks
And we'll talk about leaving town
And we'll talk about leaving
I swear it's the last time and I swear it's my last try

And there's been a few times
That we thought it felt right
To take the westbound signs
And just leave town tonight

And I swear it's the last time and I swear it's my last try
And we'll walk in circles around this whole block
Walk on the cracks of the same old sidewalks
And we'll talk about leaving town
Yeah we'll talk about leaving
I swear it's the last time and I swear it's my last try

And I swear it's my last try
And we'll talk about leaving town
Yeah we'll talk about leaving town



PS: un clásico. porque los clásicos no mueren. y nosotros... sí.

miércoles, octubre 21, 2009

Dibujos a voleo


fusión
10sept2008








flame
01sept2005





miércoles, septiembre 23, 2009

Countdown

Everything runs around it.


Just when you go closer, it begins. When you get there, it restarts. When you wait, it stops. When you insist, it grows up. And when you give up, it is too late.

Many views: when you want to go, when one wants to come back, when you want to come back, when one wants to go, when you want one to go, when one wants you to come back, when you want one to come back and when one wants you to go.

Confused, uh?

Always.

The other way round, uh?

Just when you go away, it appears. When you try to escape, it goes faster. When you rush, it decreases. And when you are done, it is too late.

Other views: when you don't want to go, when one doesn't want to come back, when you don't want to come back, when one doesn't want to go, when you don't want one to go, when one doesn't want you to come back, when you don't want one to come back and when one doesn't want you to go.

It runs around everything.




PS: stress countdown OR joy countdown

.novamaz:september:23:2009:procrastinating:inspiration.

viernes, agosto 07, 2009

You don't get it...

OK girls, thanks a lot. I'm grateful for your support. But that's not the point. There's something behind what you see. The matter was always here. So was the software. "Think, think before you die" (BR).


Maybe your eyes are killing society.


.marc-0.12:34:56.7/8/9.

jueves, julio 30, 2009

Gaviotas de Verano


11feb2005@1603

martes, junio 30, 2009

This was June.

And of course: CH3CH2OH @ churruca, sun @ playaAmerica, San Juan @ laFuente, Los Neoprenos @ laIguana, John Katzenbach @ home, etc, etc, etc...

domingo, mayo 31, 2009

Full Circle

The first time... you don't fucking know. What comes next is a mystery, but you'll be expecting something your brain has stored before. Then the feelings will show up and make you change in a new way or get you to a previous location in your memories. Anyway, the fact is going to change you.
In the end, it will fill your mind and you'll want more, unless the experience resulted negative. In that case you can try other styles until the success brings you happiness.
For the ones that can repeat soon, the sensation will be more intense with every iteration. Of course, if you don't put some effort... it will be like any other trivial stuff.
Well, besides all this shit...
mmm... interesting couple of words: “this shit”... just switching 2 letters and they are the same!

...OK...besides all this shit, sometimes IT is perfect, an no one can deny it, so go ahead and try as much as you can... and ENJOY!


.MARCOS//31_MAY_2009.

miércoles, mayo 20, 2009

Haiku 3

Mi tierra cubre,
los días y las noches,
la lluvia fresca.


Poema Haiku invernal... más o menos :D

.marcos.

domingo, abril 12, 2009

thanks.exe.bis

Una vez (hará unos siete años) leí una cosa.... que parecía ser un programa pero no lo era...


Se trataba de una creación absolutamente personal que reflejaba sentimientos jamás vocalizados. El autor quería expresarse ante todo el mundo sin que nadie lo supiera, de forma que su corazón se sintiese a la vez aliviado y seguro.


Al leer dicha redacción no pude apreciarla en su totalidad (como nadie podrá nunca) dada mi condición de virgen intelectual. Hoy he vuelto a leerla, y gracias a mi estado de lucidez (o puede que embriaguez) me he sentido muy halagado.


Muchos factores han cambiado, nuevas variables han surgido, pero las constantes universales son como son (que no serán) así que debo devolver el agradecimiento al que se lo merece de la única forma que tengo huevos.


Te volveré a dejar desmontar mi equipo aunque no tengas ni puta idea de lo que estás haciendo.



PS: podría decir mil cosas más, pero no me da la olla.


M4RC0S J4Y. 08:13 AM. 12-Abril-2009.