by
PJ harvey
by
juliette binoche
at a geeky archi-cad workshop
during my time at fka
someone said
"avoid clicking on the edge"
*
Wednesday, 11 November 2009
Monday, 9 November 2009
Wednesday, 4 November 2009
"if you´d be looking at the nearest star to you..."
these last two weeks
i have been more on
than ever
here a few talks which i saw while it
snowed chunky snowflakes for a few moments
in berlin
.
TED talk #1
.
got sent this next one by an
interesting brainy acquaintance
&
would love to
watch this fascinating speech again
(& again)
because i can´t even sum up
what it is about
(this making me the less brainy one)
.
that one would be
a good start of thinking
differently about how
this week
has been a bit
tough
so i hope i did my growing
.
this sentence making me very happy
out of the
"japanese essays in idleness 14th century"
which i discovered via this slabmag post
including another interesting TED talk
.
"in everything.... uniformity is undesirable.
leaving something incomplete
makes it interesting, and gives one the feeling that
there is room for growth..."
.
have a great weekend
*
Monday, 2 November 2009
for someone who cares
i love this.
my friends are so in tune with me
that
i think of them & they call me or
they write on my walls
so i was just bumping thoughts against the walls
of my mind about something which has me
a bit disappointed
trying to find a way to just
leave it.
&
just discovered by chance
a message of a dear friend
on my last.fm wall
just saying:
"hallo vicky:
how can i not
love this?
thank you pötör
very much
*
i´ll save it...
Sunday, 1 November 2009
the product of 2 dictatorships...
... thats me. & this is dense.
my mother was born in the GDR. my chilean dad stayed after his studies at the beginning of the 70´s in dresden. this is where i grew up. during my first 12 years of life both countries, DDR & CHILE, being coincidentally run under dictatorships, one military right wing driven, the other one communistically driven. i was born in countries which as such do not exist anymore. both of them are run today by female leaders.
i felt nauseous today when i read about michele bachelets, the chilean presidents life in monocle today. and dresden giving me headaches when i visit now & than and see how
mc donald is having his convenient food located opposite the kulturpalast dresden where we used to go and see concerts.
its strange how "just like that" my city has just changed contents. the buildings are still the same, the people in them are still the same but what they are stocked with or wearing is suddenly supposed to be better the content from before.
i am not saying it was better before but i honestly can not deal with it for more than a weekend or so. do not know yet why. it is like if my mother would get an operation and get herself a different voice or eye colour or skin smell. there is something frightening about it. and i feel a bit powerless and insecure when i visit my family & friends in dresden.
maybe because when my family left in 1990
(we moved to santiago de chile) i felt that way.
for me leaving my country, not knowing the concept of freely travelling the world, made me wonder if i will ever see my best friend again. i completely devastatingly cried my heart out on the aeroplane. not knowing where we will go, i was so scared when we past immigration in santiago and wondered if we will not get tortured or persecuted anyway for being east german citizen. supposedly it was all save now. but who gives me that warranty.
in santiago it toke more than 10 years for people start talking freely about which side they politically stand on. i never felt comfortable having to explain myself. always thought there is something not quiet right with my past. always feeling like the not conforming one. me not even being interested in taking side just not wanting anyone to get hurt or segregated by being different or having different aims.
i had to participate in quiet a lot of political events in east germany which no one ever asked me if i wanted to. i just had to. ernst thälmann, rosa luxemburg, karl liebknecht, geschwister scholl, victor jarra, violeta parra, salvador allende, intillimani. these were my first heroes i had to be proud of, no one of them actually really getting glued on the outside of my schoolfolder. as patrick swayze, bros and billy idol did a few years later.
i believe i chose to study architecture because i remember once when i must have been about 9 years old i looked outside our KINDERZIMMER into that enormous courtyard
surrounded by the typical PLATTENBAUTEN. and i remember thinking than
"THIS IS CRAP, i hate it" i just felt, this is not real, this is not honest. we are all different and how come we all have to look outside those equal shaped windows with everyone having the same curtains, the same cutlery, the same dishwashing liquid, the same toothbrush.
there was no freedom of expression. nor freedom to become who you wanted to be.
or maybe finding out who that would be anyway.
i would not mind today to use the same detergent or toothpaste as everyone else. but only because i know i can become whoever i would like to be. i go completely crazy for identities and am process obsessed. it might come from the life i have lived, the questions i constantly had to answer myself & others.
it makes me happy when someone or something is honest, real, when you can see its essence. and its just allowed to be and develop.
i like when people find somewhere to feel at home because they could freely move around and identify & choose that spot. i love when you find a matching answer to an intriguing question
i appreciate i can say whatever i want without getting decapitated.
sophie scholl became my heroe, only 20 years later.
before yesterday with a friend in berlin
*
25.12.1989
performed in
east berlin
& it already happened
(william hundley)
i just saw some amazing work this last week
.
at johann könig
.
the current exhibition
at
.
at
.
at
.
had a wonderful week
with anja & richard
and these words
made me wonder
.
*
Thursday, 29 October 2009
conTent
via
sometimes i just like it
not really checked the content yet
but i just have a good feeling
about it.
maybe i´ll get a nasty suprise
later
for now though
it keeps me
happy
=
content
*
Monday, 26 October 2009
Saturday, 24 October 2009
jörg schmitt wrote on your wall
Synchronicity is the experience of two or more events that are causally unrelated occurring together in a meaningful manner. To count as synchronicity, the events should be unlikely to occur together by chance.
The concept does not question, or compete with, the notion of causality. Instead, it maintains that just as events may be grouped by cause, they may also be grouped by their meaning. Since meaning is a complex mental construction, subject to conscious and subconscious influence, not every correlation in the grouping of events by meaning needs to have an explanation in terms of cause and effect.
*
Friday, 23 October 2009
Thursday, 22 October 2009
bodies
Wednesday, 21 October 2009
one & the same
friend
&
are having a gig
downunder
though
here his invite
:::::::::::::
Come see One And the Same, launch our new EP Dandelion at Northcote
Social Club this Sunday 25th October, doors at 7.30pm with special
guests cameo's from kiernan box(augie march/black eyed susans)on piano,
ken gardener on trumpet and claudia schneider on backing vocals...
Entry is a measly $10 and this includes a copy of the EP - so it's
ludicrously good value!
Dandelion has just been reviewed in BEAT mag and was described as 'raw,
refreshingly peculiar' and 'a compelling, unnerving and unique
listen'...
:::::::::::::
i wish...
(you an awesome show)
*
Tuesday, 20 October 2009
dAncing
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Sunday, 18 October 2009
misUNDERSTANDing
today.
we came out of a cafe.
&
suddenly these dogs,
two dogs
started to have a go at each other,
one of them started like crying
the other to sort of yelling.
we both looked at them
trying to work out what the issue is.
it was just this mess.
this aggressive mess.
but than i could figure out
that the smaller dog accidentally
must have got caught just below the other dogs throat
just were the whole hooking/leash machinery is placed on them.
so the bigger dog got scared
because the little dog would not go away & be screaming like hell
the little dog probably thought the bigger one caught him.
everybody just confused.
hysterical.
the ladies trying to untangle them.
&
they did.
&
they parted.
it was all a misunderstanding.
i wonder if the smaller dog ever will find out.
i wonder if the larger dog knew why the smaller dog was afraid of him.
it all just happened so fast.
these were just two little dogs.
imagine.
now.
this whole scene with people?
one being afraid.
one being confused.
one trying to understand.
hopefully.
understanding
*
Saturday, 17 October 2009
moVie direCtions
as i
mentioned
i asked an australian, a chilean & an american friend
which movies they´d suggest me
:::::::::::::::: charlene´s
(on her thesis "the looser rebel")
rushmore
:::::::::::::::: cristobal´s
i hired a contract killer
the cooker the thief his wife & her lover
:::::::::::::::: oliver´s
shadows in paradise
a history of violence
videodrom
:::::::::::::::: victoria´s
eastern promises
wie im himmel (as it is in heaven)
21 grams
*
*
supeRmaRket plaNNing & controLLing
how i love those efficient german
cash register ladies.
last night i just did a bit of grocery shopping
&
you know when you are the lucky one
after having been super efficiently
dancing through the isles,
finding all your bits extra fast,
even deciding on a new item
with a straight mind,
you even get the cash register which is empty !?
wow.
lucky me!
but than.
i have not even put down the
last of my 12 items
&
wooooh!
she already slides through item #10
i just jump
30cm forward to extra speedy
throw all of my stuff
in my extra tiny & practical square
sturdy pretty
shopping bag
which i was so looking forward to
neatly fit all my tetra packs &
slim wurst packages
nice ´n handy
&
professional
inside
" 19 euro 41 bitte!"
oh... right... quick
the money
almost even have
the exact change
but this was the wrong move
because she just had to give me
9 cents & the receipt back
it took her only 2 seconds
& i just manage to put my wallet back in
only to get it out again to put the change back in.
(gotta remember that one!)
... ah well ...
B R E A T H
i think
continuing to concentrate
to fit the remaining of my
bits in my now
completely disastrous
packed bag, i try to not be in
the good looking guys way
already paying his 3 items
after me in the isle.
the cash register lady sighing
& accommodating herself again
back in her
cash register ergonomic seat
i just smile at him
throwing in my toothpaste
and say
"ohhhh ... i find it ALWAYS so..... ??
RELAXING!
to go shopping"
he smiles.
very cute.
damn!
marching home the whole way giggling
with my re-organised bag
which i repacked at the tiny
"looser packing bench"
with that
return-your empty batteries here-box on it
me not being the only one
but next to me that couple
deciding meticulously on how to spread the weight
of their shopping hunts in their
german wanderlust rucksack.
.
*
Friday, 16 October 2009
IN trigued
reading the current issue of a magazine
i believe it was the wallpaper
i saw this image of this man
not knowing who he was
i just thought
"handsome cute man he is"
came across
these words
&
would love to know more from
also in the wallpaper i read something
which intrigued me
about the
u.s.w.
(and so on)
i just heard a different
australian version
(which i can´t find)
of
on BBC
*
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