Saturday, June 30, 2012

heatwave / ola de calor

self portrait with music  /  autorretrato con música

night  /  noche

garbage | architecture  /  basura | arquitectura


hot  /  caliente


Thursday, June 21, 2012

bodies / cuerpos

Last week was Corpus, a big party with religious overtones, though once upon a time, it was the other way around. 

Theres still a solemn procession through the streets accompanied by a youth orchestra who play dirgelike music but the processions have generally merged with the annual féria

A little bit of history: the Catholic kings used this holiday to Christianize the population which had been under Muslim rule for eight centuries. According to some accounts, they instructed the town hall to invest a lot of money in the fiesta and urged the people to celebrate until they “appeared crazy,” hence all the gold and silver ...

Heres what part of it looked like where I live:

Then, later that day the trees exploded:

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

relatos / tales

My health, my rights, my home, my pension                                                                                                                                                                           


the open bar



Friday, June 8, 2012

for Lynn Behrendt

in a sort of response to her collage here:

About a week or so ago, N'jara ran into the living room with something kinda big, not a mammal, hanging from her mouth, dropped it onto the floor and as you can see, licked her lips (do cats have lips?) in hot anticipation of ... fun. 

It took a minute 'til I got a good look at it, and a few days until I was able to identify it.

She got bored with it pretty quickly after knocking it unconscious or scaring it close to death, so I moved it a bit out of her way (under my worktable) to let it die in relative peace, which took about two days. 

To give a better idea of its size:

 It's about 7.5 centimeters big, and after bagging it (to preserve it and yes, I will no doubt use it in a box) here it is laid onto a postcard with a single die below it (really, no pun intended).

After some speculation and consultation with my cousin's husband, Steve, I'm pretty sure this is a Golden Ringed DragonflyCordulegaster boltonii, because of its size.
 Indigenous to Spain, though it would normally be found close to water. And incidentally, the first photos of it were on the same film disc download as this:

a notebook I couldn't resist buying in Prague.