Wednesday, December 8, 2010


spending time with oneself is so addictive that now..............after one month of workin at a new place i have to set a deadline that will start work from 1'clock today...

The positivest of all positive

Sunday, December 5, 2010


My bravery has its limits, certainly, but so does what i am willing to swallow. Everything that begins as comedy ends as tragicomedy

By Roberto bolano

Saturday, December 4, 2010

hmmmm....thats something

Despite its slippery way with time and space and narrative and Mr. Kaufman’s controlled grasp of the medium, “Synecdoche, New York” is as much a cry from the heart as it is an assertion of creative consciousness. It’s extravagantly conceptual but also tethered to the here and now, which is why, for all its flights of fancy, worlds within worlds and agonies upon agonies, it comes down hard for living in the world with real, breathing, embracing bodies pressed against other bodies. To be here now, alive in the world as it is rather than as we imagine it to be, seems a terribly simple idea, yet it’s also the only idea worth the fuss, the anxiety of influence and all the messy rest, a lesson hard won for Caden. Life is a dream, but only for sleepers.