Moving forward, moving out

This eclectic blog is muting in blogspot, only to get his own new domain.
Please continue reading it in its new address:

http://www.backinthemood.com.ar

The design is still lame, but I will be working on that (very slowly, in fact).

Thanks!!
Ariel.

Again, where in Paris?

This is a test

Endless. Pointless?

Camino de Santiago, June 2006

Back in the road. All over again. Same old road, same step after step. Yes, the process is gratifying. Yes, it's all about the experience.
Is it?
There is no option. To answer the question I'll have to walk it. Again.

Se tudo pode acontecer (A lightning in the dark)

If there is an idea that some of us tend to believe is that everyone is born with one gift, and a bunch of defects. It's up to us to search and find that gift, as well as correct the defects, in order to shine in our own particular way in this world.
For some of us, mere mortals, this is a life lasting task, which normally ends up in spotted shiny moments and a significant number of darker ones.
For Arnaldo Antunes, for evident reasons, this was an easier task. His voice is his natural talent. His evident talent, his gift.
But this gift is not a normal one. He is not Whitney Houston. Once you hear him once, you will recognize him forever. Undoubtedly, he has one of the deeper voices you will ever hear.
For some of us, that gift would be more than enough to feel satisfied in life, but not for Arnaldo. He is also a perfectionist. A perfectionist of the language, an instigator of unexpected images. He delights himself by finding the greatest combination of words, an unexpected parallel universe that, together with his voice, rocks your senses, from the basement to the top of your head.
If, as his song says, anything can happen, his leit motiv would be "let's make it happen".

His last work, Live in Studio (Ao vivo no estudio) is many of those things. It's a live album, recorded in a studio. It's also an opportunity to revisit his previous album with slightly different arrangements. But among this things, it's also the enjoyment of listening to a man that strongly believes in what he says and what he creates. A man that is used to transform any possible defect in a gift that it's almost as powerful as his natural gift. A man, transformed into a poet. A deep voice poet.

Enjoy him:

Se tudo pode acontecer


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London suit

Ealing, London, June 2008

Canterville was a little bit far away, so definitively was not that ghost who left it there. Could have been any other ghost, probably not so famous as the Canterville one, but in that case, this wouldn't be relevant at all.
Let's say that this is Guy Ritchie's suit. Yes, this is totally confirmed. He was filming around the area (Ealing), and with so many cameras, and people, and expensive things to care about, he just forgot his suit. It could have happened to anyone. It happened to Mr. Ritchie.
By the way, I will sell it on eBay, so if you want it, just let me know.

Little car in Paris

Paris, June 2008

Let's end up with the big lie that ruled our world for decades! One size fits all concept was created by somebody tall and fit!
This is what Jerome Malaver, a short Parisian engineer thought not so long ago. Despite being short and unattractive, he was self confident. So he used to go out every night, seducing a wide range of women who were easily attracted by his magnetism and charm.
But the world was unfair with little Jerome. Cars were like submarines too him, and cloths were specially design to fit his needs.
He was tired of feeling short in his car, so he invented his own. The little Malaver, presented in the picture above, was the famous partner on his dandy adventures until the moment of his premature death.
He got hit by a tramway in 1965, dying immediately in the accident. Car was reconstructed, and is now property of Pierre Richard, famous french actor and known car collector.

Costanera Sur

Tourist beach essay

Menorca, Spain (Sept. 2006)

Tilt shif lens experiment.

Cloud 8Xtr920prrrrr

Ljubljana, Slovenia (Nov. 2007)

According to sources related to an important leak in concentric spheres of the government, an independent unidentified organization related to philanthropic private initiatives has started yesterday the most detailed and pretend-to-be most accurate identification and classification system of all clouds around the globe. According to a never probed theory by Albert J. Armand, legendary riverbank philosopher, clouds are believed to have a life form of its own, are susceptible to external stimulus, and have a very irritable primitive form of nervous system.
Cloud 8Xtr920prrrrrm, shown above, has been registered as born in the proximity of Slovenian capital Ljubljana. Aged 3, it's suspected participation on two hurricanes (names are filed under secret data platforms) around the Cuban capital, La Habana, and in the latest thunderstorms that almost ended in a severe plane crash in Hamburg, Germany, are yet to be probed.

Are you talking to me?

Buenos Aires, Argentina, Dec. 2002

Look. I am trying to make a point here.
I cannot speak, as you know. So my forms of communication are more subtle.
Just watch my position. Am I facing to you? I mean, look at my legs. It's so evident! Well, at least for me, of course, what can I expect from you.
I am just not interested. Not at all. So... STOP FOLLOWING ME WITH THAT FUCKING CAMERA, YOU MORON!!
Perhaps it's more clear now? I think so.

I just HATE to use such obvious ways to communicate myself....

(Ona dixit)

Funky Big Bang

Pretty dark times seem to come over the horizon.

I think it's just a question of mood. Let's challenge theories. Let's spice things up! Show to the world that you don't agree with the pessimism epidemy.

I picked up "Big Bang". This is my version.

First drawing 100% created by me.

Roubado do Hotel Ideal (Stolen from Hotel Ideal)

Manaos, Brasil, June 2003

Awareness.

Or how to easily jump the thin line that separates the present from the future.

Hardly can we predict something about ourselves for the nearest future.

But that's not the truth for all of us. Some, a few, can tell without any knowledge in astronomy, where the Southern Cross will be located in the sky next Tuesday, 9:00PM.
Others, probably a bunch of people that can be counted with the fingers of one hand, possess the exact hour and day in which all existing birds will cease to exist over planet Earth.
Some believe that there is one person that knows the results of any football game that will be played from here to eternity.
Others believe that there is one person that knows exactly which sheet will be stolen in a centric hotel in Manaos, Brasil.