Monday, July 26, 2010

Sunday, July 25, 2010

You are after all, what you think. Your emotions are slaves to your thoughts, and you are the slave to your emotions.



Elizabeth Gilbert

Saturday, July 24, 2010

POND

(POND)


A friend showed me recently an Australian band called POND, a very psychedellic rock band which has captivated me obsessively. Check them out
trippy

The Black Keys - Tighten Up

love this video

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Love is all around....

Vetiver & Fruit Bats from Yours Truly on Vimeo.



I must be in a good place now
Build up your weaknesses until they become your strong points.
— Knute Rockne

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Che

Hay que endurecerse,sin perder la ternura jamás…







40 Day dream live



via: Carolina Guerrero
Everyone has a story to tell

Computers Want Me Dead - In Your Blood from Simon Ward on Vimeo.

Thursday, July 15, 2010







Amanda and Her Cousin Amy, 1990 by Mary Ellen Mark



“In 1990, Peter Howe at Life magazine sent me to North Carolina to photograph a special school for children with problems.
The school was a very strange place because all of the twenty or so children were in the same classroom and their problems ranged from mild behavior instability to severe schizophrenia.
Nine-year-old Amanda was the most interesting child in the class. Amanda was very intelligent and very naughty. One day I followed her home on the school bus. When the bus stopped at her house, she dashed ahead of me and ran into a nearby wooded area. I continued to follow her into the woods and eventually found her sitting in an old stuffed chair having a cigarette. She thought that I would reprimand her since I was an adult. But I said nothing.
The following Sunday, I spent the day at home with Amanda and her mother. Amanda totally controlled her mother. Amanda smoked openly in front of her.
Her 8-year-old cousin Amy was coming over, and she was very excited. All day long, Amanda and her cousin played like children. Every forty-five minutes or so, Amanda would take a break to have a cigarette.
Just before I left, I looked for Amanda to say good-bye. I found her and Amy in the backyard. They were in a children’s inflatable pool. Amanda was taking her regular cigarette break.”

via: http://www.maryellenmark.com/text/exposure/expimagetext031.html


Devendra Banhart era el novio de Natalie Portman... WHAT?

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Monday, July 5, 2010

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive. It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain! I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty even when it’s not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!” It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children. It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back. It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
— Oriah Mountain Dreamer

via: http://brokenmachine.tumblr.com/page/60
Amazing "Kids" (MGMT) cover by The Kooks... must listen

Lego Table

Yo quiero esta mesa!

Lego Table - abgc from abgc-android on Vimeo.

Hold On

RUSKO one of the most popular Dj's in the dubstep music scene, check him out.





Band Of Horses - No One’s Gonna Love You

The bad guys lie to get in your bed; the good guys lie to get in your heart.
— One Tree Hill

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