“In a world of last teardropIn a world of last teardropYou know it sounds so goodSounds so good “Well, you know it sounds so goodYou hope it never stopsNever, never, never stopsNever, never, never, never, stops “If you hear sounds of bitter weepingTo be sure the God of Light is sleeping No time for mirthMuch…
The angel of the Magic mountain. On December ’20, we rented a house for Xmas in Tepoztlan. A small town an hour away from Mexico city. I may have posted this one from another angle. We only went out of the house one Sunday, early, to catch some street art. A year and change already……
“Somos guerreros”. We are warriors. Rue de l’Ourcq. Paris. I was puzzled by the jaguar theme, very much “A Mexican in Paris”, sans Gene Kelly, until I edited the picture and saw the signature. Sadly I couldn’t find the artist on Boogle. Daphnis and Chloé by Carpeaux (1827-1873). Carpeaux is the author of “The Dance”…
“Euphorie des sages”. Euphoria of the wise. Bogotá. (c)ourtesy Oscar. “Happy birthday, Mr. President.” Mexico city. “On the road again”. Artist: Duek Gonzalez. Shotgun shot. The fall of the House of Usher. Edgar Allan Poe. (Mexico city) Cold street. On foot this time. Must have been a great mural, but it has been tagged. Sigh.…
Boogled “street art Paris.” Came up with a few addresses. “Un Kolor distinto”: A distinct Kolour. Rue de l’Ourcq. In the Northeast of Paris. Near the canal. Light not too good. Cloudy. Paris weather. And backlight. Oh well. Street artist is Da Cruz. (Means ‘Of the Cross’ in Portuguese.) No idea who s/he is. Seen…
“War is coming”, said the Poker man. Mexico city. 2021 “Blue, blue my wall is blue…” 🎶. Mexico city. “My name is Pink. My surname? Flamingo.” Bogotá, Colombia. 2021. (c)ourtesy Oscar. Chinelo dancer. Cuernavaca. “Da real thang”. Ahuatepec. The Lady by the highway. By Duek Gonzalez. On the way back to Mexico city. The Peyotl…
“A dog day afternoon.” On the 14th of March we decided to launch ourselves to another district where we might get our first vax shot. First centre was packed. We moved over to the other centre in the district. Found a few gems along the way. The Jaguar looked at us and said nothing. Blue…
“My chest is a morning glory, “My song a porous rock, “My soul, a dandelion “The wind tears and blows away.” The Chinelos danced to the Sacred Mountain. The Dragonfly called the Deer She prayed to the Corn God. The Owl opened the door. The Corn was born. The flute player called the budgerigar My…
Dance brigade. San Francisco. 2016. (We are on a mission here, folks) All you need to disinfect the planet. Bogotá, Colombia. 2020. (c)ourtesy Oscar. The gentleman bird thief. By Bué the warrior, a Belgian artist living in Mexico. Colonia Roma, Mexico city. c. 2018. Fee-lines. Bogotá, Colombia. c. 2018. For Juanito. Penang by bus. Rastafari!…
Talent. Singapore. 1917 “Restore coral. Save the ocean”. Tulum (the place of the turtles). Mexico. 2019. Florence, where statues come to life. 2014. Pale ale. Sawadee kraap. 🙏🏻 Bangkok. 2018. The adventures of Isabelle (the little girl) and her aunt, Calendula the witch (to the right.) By Will, aka Willy Maltaite (1927-2000). Will was one…
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