Saturday, July 14, 2012
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Hugo Ball reciting ‘Verse ohne Worte’ (Song without Words), Cabaret Voltaire,
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I will be using this small encyclopaedia entry to back up my basic information. It gives a brief summary of the history of the movement and its members. It will be useful for my first paragraph to successfully introduce Dada to the reader. In order to be able to emphasize in Hugo Ball’s picture I need to be able to explain how it all started. I don’t want to go into details, that is why I think this article is practical, because it is straight forward and clear.
"Dada".
For my Wikipedia source I decided to search for information about Cabaret Voltaire because I did not think the information that came up when I searched Dada was relevant. In my essay I wan to focus mostly in Hugo Ball and his performance in order to describe Dadaism and connect the information with an accurate description of the movement and the work they showcased. In my opinion these subjects are very connected, therefore I tough that talking about this meeting spot was important. Describing the activities that happened at Cabaret Voltaire helps the reader understand of the kind of events the Dada group organized.
Horoscope, values and your mom.
“You have entered the liberation phase on your cycle” is the ending sentence of this month’s Virgo horoscope which states that power concedes nothing without a demand. I totally agree with both points. I’m not a professional when it comes to talking about life, but at this point of my life I’m glad I gained the strength to understand who I am and where I want to go with my career and other special goals. March and April have challenged me in different ways, I not only had to solve personal problems regarding my mental health, also issues at home and conflicts with friends. This week I almost had to sue one of my “friends” for using my portfolio picture for an insulting meme that was mainly created to mock my work and disrespect me as a person. I used my poor communication skills and grammar to express my opinion and I was not only insulted I was also disrespected. I controlled the situation and I understood that I had the right to tell my professional photographer about it, because in the end is not only my work is also his. This whole issue got solved eventually but I still lost a “friend” and I will probably yell at him if I see him or at least say some things, because I did a lot of thinking about this whole situation. I realized I can’t let anyone make fun of what I do and what I stand for. I know this whole problem involved ignorant kids with nothing else to do, who wanted to troll me for being foreign and having different opinions. I don’t really want to talk about this problems anymore, but I wasted a lot of time trying to solve it and not let it get me, even though I spent a whole day just crying because I though nobody has the right to play with my work like this. This note I’m writing right now, is to express my rage and also to try to explain the whole idea behind my nudes and why I post them on tumblr. First of all, I’m not professional I started modeling five years ago and I started doing artistic nudes only 3 years ago (I think). I started modelling as a hobby, something else to do and to make money on the side. I decided to show my body because I was already used to the idea of using nudes for art, since I had to take life drawing lessons since I was young, it wasn’t a bad idea for me and it wasn’t weird neither new. Second of all, it wasn’t easy. Modelling in general is hard especially if you come from a country where beauty is really looked upon. When I was little I wasn’t considered pretty and kids in my school made fun of my skinny legs. When I got to Canada I gained the confidence to be in front of the camera and I started experimenting with poses and themes. I worked with different photographers because they all had different styles and ideas. It worked out perfectly until I decided I wanted to try knowing more about my body by making artistic nudes. It was hard because I wasn’t confident enough to make good poses, until I got a hand of it. I swear I’m not Miss Mosh but I’m greatly influenced by her and her work. Unfortunately, some photographers got too comfortable and started asking for erotic content. I had a lot of fights because I stand against those kinds of nudes. I love porn and erotic photography, but is not for me in the sense that I don’t want to deal with that industry and I don’t want to do anything related to that subject matter. I choose to make art, and even though I was always influenced by suicide girls I eventually changed my mind. I don’t think erotic models are degrading; it’s just not for me. I personally want to learn how to express my body and show my freedom, not my open wet vagina. This whole nudity thing gave me a lot of problem and I’m not proud of a lot of decisions i had made in the way. The reason why I took the whole “meme” game so personally is because the people talking negative about me and what I stand for have never experienced anything regarding this subject. Yes, they have the right to articulate an opinion but they shouldn’t insult me without knowing me, my intentions and my experience. This all made me understand that I grew up a lot as a person. I can’t take shit from some people on internet who want to disrespect me. Everything in my life is going down the hill, but I won’t let it affect me because its life and I need to learn how to deal with it myself. I’m strong and I learned how to control my mind in order to not go insane. I still have a lot to learn and I will do everything I can to change for the better. I will keep my freedom of expression and my creativity and try to make my life easier and more colourful. F u c k b i t c h e s.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
LongGone.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
the end of the line

Hey everyone. So im posting a picture of the latest print/ink on wood piece I made for my Mixed media class... My reading week just started but yesterday i coulnt stop drawing random things. So I went with Alina to the school (ocad) woodshop and we found some free wood, I got a nice circle shaped one, it had 2 small holes on the top but I fixed it by putting a ribbon on it. I got some photocopies of my original work and traced it to the wood with a blender brush but then I tried nail polish removal and it also worked. The print wasnt that great, Im not sure why but in the end I liked the grungy look it had. I decided to use some ink with a really thin brush (one of my favourites) and I started making lines and some flowers... Im happy but I wish I could use colors for the project. I will try to paint/draw some more today since Its my break and I have time for personal stuff. Im supposed to be working for an animator to create a music video but he hasnt called me in a while, he told me hes sorting things out with art directors, etc... Anyways I will post new stuff soon.

Thursday, February 2, 2012
Tonigh. Invisible.

-De que intimidad queres hablar, entendes lo que me queres decir?-
-La que dejaste atras en ese amanaque rosa? me queres decir de que se trata el misterio entre tus ojos, que te hace sudar en las manos?-
-Prefiero mentirle a la luna, mil y unas veces, cada noche, cada estrella, cada grito infantil, me enferma, con fiebre y mi corazon palpita la emocion de volver a ver despues de haber perdido la vista-
- Te das cuenta que ests confiando, en mis manos, las almas de esos elefantes rosados? No tenemos todo el dia para discutir, esto da vueltas, volvemos al pasado sin darnos cuenta, nos atraemos , pero mentimos a la maniana entre el cafe y los huevos fritos. Yo te pido que me digas la verdad, confia en mi…-
-No traigas tus suenos. Mis pies estan frescos, las suelas de tus zapatos estan sucias, con leche y tierra. Esa mugre entre tus unias me recuenda a el campo de la Pampa, viajamos caminando por deciertos de trigo. No entiendo para que volvemos al pasado, cuando vivimos un cuento de hadas. -
-No traigo mis suenos. Traigo mil herramientas de mercurio y otras formas abstractas de pensar y resolver un problema sistematico. No encuentro mentira mas clara que la que tienes en la frente de tu cara. No qiero perder el tren de las 3.30 de la tarde, las naranjas y el jugo de tomate estan podridos. Fiajate en la heladera te deje algo…-
-No quiero tus bombones de chocolate blanco, prefiero sentarme tomar un te, y alguna galleta. No qiero recordar tu carino. Te acordas esa noche, en la cama a la madrugada, me confensaste sobre ella. La que se pinta los ojos, delineando cada ilusion como una fantasia matematica. Presicion, composicion y perfeccion. Mis celos, mis venas bien difuntas, y tu selmon…-
-yo se que no es ficcion, es realidad. Mariposas encantadas en tu presencia, le cantas a cada petalo en caso de que necesiten un poco de carino. Te queria abrazar esa noche en Av. Lugano. Te compre flores rosas, fotos automaticas y un mantecol.
-Queres volver a tener 10 anios? Multiplicar por 4, resarle a la virgen escuchar un casette de Gilda, viajar hasta San Justo, juntarnos en un parque y besarnos a escondidas. Tu diversidad y tu verano, yo quiero tu cuerpo en el mio, admitilo me queres mas de lo que pensas.-
-Si, creo que llegamos al final de un largo camino. No hay lagos, no hay vida, ni sentido detras de toda esta tonteria. La moneria de tus esperansas, las mentiras que se cruzan en reflexiones atmosfericas, y traiciones moleculares-
-Otra vez dandole vida a un recuerdo de algo que nunca paso. Un verso ruso, de un poeta adicto a esa bebida marron. No derrames la copa por algo que no senti entre mis unias. Mojame los labios… lentamente.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Saturday, January 21, 2012

This is a drawing of Molly Soda an internet celebrity that I met thanks to her popularity on tumblr (http://mollysoda.tumblr.com/). I made an animated version of this drawing and It got re blogged A LOT. Its kinda sad that only the pictures I dedicate to her get to be 'popular' and everything else I do is just disregarded. Anyways, these are all small problems in my head.
Talking about my head, I dyed my hair red on one side, and it looks kinda decent. I like it, but its fading really slowly. Im also stretching my ears bigger, cuz I want them to be SUPER cool.
2011
espiral
