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17 diciembre, 2010

dec, 17th: christmas wishlist (home)- lista de deseos navideña (hogar)

I'm moving soon; I'm starting uni and I'm moving to La Plata to go to UNLP. These are some things I'd like to find for my new home.

Me voy a mudar pronto a La Plata, porque voy a estudiar en la UNLP. Éstas son algunas cosas que me gustarían tener para mi nuevo depto.

1. Heart Casserole Dish from Teaspoon Vintage
2. Boo Print from Belle and Boo
3. Red and White Damask Magnets from Chik Design
4. Amber Crystal Pendant Chain from Teaspoon Vintage
5. Lavender Blue Cushion from Bluebellgray
6. Oh Deer Print from Hunting For George
7. Shabby Vintage Frames from Teaspoon Vintage

Of course I won't find the exact same things, but something close to these would be nice.
Have you made your WishList?

Obviamente no voy a encontrar las mismas cosas, pero sí algo parecido, estaría bueno.
Ya hiciste tu Lista de Deseos?


11 diciembre, 2010

dec, 11th: blinding lights [short story]

Blinding lights. Little spots danced around my eyes. I felt cornered, observed. Something was wrong. I wasn't alone.
They'd put someone in the room with me. They'd always been careful not to let me out, and not to let any stranger in, either. So, that was a first.
The room came into focus at last. A woman was crouched behind the bathtub. She was scared, of what, I wasn't sure.
The silence of the room amplified the little sounds. Her muffled voice came to me from a distance. She was talking, repeating something unintelligible, over and over.
I knew why she was here. Why they'd locked her up with me. I had to get to her and tell her to escape before it was too late, before I couldn't control myself. I knew what they wanted me to do to her, but I wasn't that soulless.
I staggered a little on my way to her. I felt drunk, the dizziness clinging to me and making everything go blurry. What did they give me this time?
The second she saw me coming she started screaming her lungs out. The high-pitched sound pierced my ears, and no matter how hard I pressed my hands to them, I couldn't drown it out.
"Shut up!" I screamed. She did.
Her body was half concealed by the bathtub she sat behind of, but I got a clear view of her young, oval-shaped face. She was leering up at me. Challenging me.
"So," she said, calmly. "Did they tell you yet?"
"Tell me what?" I said without thinking.
"What they're gonna do to you." She smirked. "I heard them talking about it," she said. "About all the experiments they've got planned to do on you. Sounded painful. Now if you'll excuse me, there's someone I need to see."
"You have to tell me what you heard!" I said, grabbing her arm to keep her from leaving.
"Evan?" she whispered. "What are you talking about?"
"Don't do this to me! Tell me! Tell me what they're gonna do to me!"
"Who's gonna do what to you, Evan?"
She was pretending she didn't know. How could someone be so mean? Didn't she care about me at all?
"Evan, you're hurting me," she said, looking down at my hand holding her in place. But I couldn't let her go.
"I'm not letting you go," I said, "until you tell me everything you know."
"Help!" she screamed.
I covered her face with my free hand, and said, "Tell me, or I'll kill you."
But she didn't tell me anything. Because before she could, they came for me. They put something in my arm, that stung me and made me lose consciousness.
And the experiments began. I was out for most of them, thank God.
Sometimes I'd come to, and I'd hear them speaking in whispers about me.
"The deliria has got a firm grip on him," they said.
I had no idea what it meant, other than I was dying.


This is my entry for the Flash5 Contest on Figment.com. The rules were not to write over 500 words, and include the words: delirium, corner, stagger, bathtub and oval, using any variation of these words.
Any thoughts?


08 diciembre, 2010

dec, 8th: vintage photos

Sisters in Car
French Gypsy Girl
Old Actress, Maude Fealy
Old Actress, Gladys Cooper
Glamour Girl Postcard
Beautiful Gypsy
All photos via The Graphics Fairy. I love the site, it's full of vintage photos, clip arts, and all sorts of downloadable pics!

I think I'm keeping this layout. I'll be making a header soon, and if I like the overall look, I'm staying with it. 


Todas las fotos via The Graphics Fairy. Me encanta el sitio, está lleno de fotos viejas y un montón de imagenes para descargar!

Creo que me voy a quedar con este layout. Voy a hacer un banner mañana, y si me gusta como queda todo junto, lo voy a dejar así.


07 diciembre, 2010

dec, 7th: rina melconian

Rina Melcoñian is a fellow Argentine Graphic Designer (career I almost chose) currently living in Chile, and she has a lovely Porfolio. She's also a teacher and an Illustrator.
I love her blog, full of photos of sites she's visited in Buenos Aires, and other places. Since I'll be living in La Plata soon (an hour away from Bs. As.), I think I'll see if I can visit some of these places she's featured in her blog myself!


Rina Melcoñian es una compatriota argentina, diseñadora gráfica, que actualmente reside en Chile. Casi sigo la carrera de Diseño Gráfico, porque me encanta, pero en verdad no es lo mío, por eso me voy a Cine.
Rina tiene un muy lindo Portfolio, y es también una profesora e illustradora.
Me encanta su blog, lleno de fotos de lugares que visita en Buenos Aires, y otras ciudades. Y como voy a vivir en La Plata pronto, a una hora de Bs. As, creo que voy a ir a visitar esos lugares yo misma!


05 diciembre, 2010

dec, 5th: hachiko: a dog's story

Real Hachiko
In 1924, Hidesaburō Ueno, a professor in the agriculture department at the University of Tokyo took in Hachikō as a pet. During his owner's life Hachikō greeted him at the end of the day at the nearby Shibuya Station. The pair continued their daily routine until May 1925, when Professor Ueno did not return. The professor had suffered from a cerebral hemorrhage and died, never returning to the train station where Hachikō was waiting. Every day for the next nine years the golden brown Akita waited at Shibuya station.

Hachikō was given away after his master's death, but he routinely escaped, returning again and again to his old home. Eventually, Hachikō apparently realized that Professor Ueno no longer lived at the house. So he went to look for his master at the train station where he had accompanied him so many times before. Each day, Hachikō waited for the return of his owner.

The permanent fixture at the train station that was Hachikō attracted the attention of other commuters. Many of the people who frequented the Shibuya train station had seen Hachikō and Professor Ueno together each day. They brought Hachikō treats and food to nourish him during his wait.

This continued for nine years with Hachikō appearing precisely when the train was due at the station.

In the end, he got ill, and passed away. His body was found in a street in Shibuya.

I've recently started learning Japanese, I like learning languages, and I thought Japanese would be fun to try. That's how I came upon Hachi's story. (Thanks to Mientras Lees for bringing it to my attention.)

Hachi means "eight" in Japanese, and it's a number of good fortune, or so I read.

When I saw that there was a film about it, I had to see it.
And well, I just did, and I can't stop crying. Hachi's tale is beautiful, it shows us how strong a bond between master and animal can be. Hachi remains loyal to his Professor until the very end.

What I loved about it was that it goes into Hachi's mind. There were scenes in black and white, showing us what Hachi was seeing. Even if he didn't completely understand what was going on, he had some idea.

This is a very sad story, so I sugest you watch it with a box of tissues near you.

The ending is so cute, I loved it. Overall, a great film.

29 noviembre, 2010

nov,29th: lauren oliver's blog

Last week I posted about an artwork I made, inspired by Lauren Oliver's upcoming book, Delirium

I manage Lauren's Fan Page, so I posted the same thing on that blog, and emailed her about it. 

She emailed me back last night. And asked me if she could blog about it on her blog. Of course I said yes. Lauren is one of my favourite authors, along with Isabel Allende and J.K. Rowling.  

I'm dancing in the clouds right now. Thanks Lauren!

Before I Fall is a book you have to read, and Delirium will be one of the most important books in 2011. If not the most important one. Both books deal with so many emotions, they'll leave you dizzy after reading them.


La semana pasada blogueé acerca de una obra que hice, inspirada por el libro Delirium, de Lauren Oliver.

Yo manejo la Fan Page de Lauren, así que posteé lo mismo en ese blog, y le mandé un email a Lauren para que lo vea.

Anoche me contestó. Y me preguntó si podía bloguear sobre eso en su blog. Claro que dije que sí. Lauren es una de mis autoras favoritas, junto a Isabel Allende y J.K. Rowling. 
Ésto fue un gran cumplido.

Estoy bailando en las nubes ahora. ¡Gracias Lauren!

Before I Fall (Si No Despierto) es un libro que tenés que leer, y Delirium será uno de los más importantes de 2011. Si no el más importante. Ambos libros lidian con tantas emociones, que te dejarán mareada después de leerlos. 


22 noviembre, 2010

nov, 22nd: julia pott

Julia Pott is a freelance illustrator and animation director from London. This makes me wish I could draw, they're amazing. Perfect piece of animation.
Julia Pott es una ilustradora y directora de animación de Londres. Ésto me hace desear poder dibujar así, son maravillosos. Una pieza de animación perfecta.


20 noviembre, 2010


Catedral de La Plata/La Plata's Cathedral, 2008

Río Negro, #3

Vista de Patagones desde Viedma/Patagones View from Viedma

Figuras de Cera, #2

Muestra de Escultura, 2010

Figura de Masilla

Muestra de Escultura, 2010

Figuras de Cera

Muestra de Escultura, 2010

Río Negro, #2

Río Negro, #1

Llegó con el mar

Las Grutas, 2009

Pies Mojados

Las Grutas, 2009


Las Grutas, 2009


Las Grutas, 2009


Las Grutas, 2009


Las Grutas, 2009


Las Grutas, 2009

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Las Grutas, 2009


Las Grutas, 2009

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Las Grutas, 2009


Las Grutas, 2009