"I don't understand boredom. All you have to do is walk around the house as if you were blind. How could you be bored? Depressed, yes. That's a different ball game. I know depression. I know every degree of it. But not boredom".
-Dustin Hoffman

Mi nueva amiga y ruidosa enemiga de los que me rodean.

bat for lashes

..:. still life: new york 2008 ::..

*Liberty Island, New York. Video tomado en un momento de quietud, después de dos horas de espera para llegar a la isla: la masa es sospechosa, los turistas japoneses, los escritores mexicanos, los abuelos franceses. Todos somos sujetos a revisión, como si cruzar un tramito del Atlántico para conocer a la mujer verde y gigante, símbolo de libertad, obligara a quitarse los zapatos, el cinturón, el reloj, el abrigo, cruzar el detector de metales y meterse a una carpa enorme con look de centro de detención. "Come on, pack up, like sardines!", nos gritaba un oficial por el altavoz. ¿Guantánamo en Nueva York?

..:: new york: zoología 2008 ::..

*Museum of Natural History, Bryant Park

..:: norman mailer on boxers ::..

"I respect most boxers because they're violent people who learned to discipline themselves ... a good boxer is an artist ... Boxing is existential - some fights are better than others."

..:: my top 12 films 2007 ::..

*I haven't watched Into the Wild (Sean Penn) & The Diving Bell and the Butterfly (Julian Schnabel), which I'm sure would squeeze into the list.

12. Bourne Ultimatum / Paul Greengrass
11. Zodiac / David Fincher
10. The Darjeeling Limited / Wes Anderson
9. Gone Baby Gone / Ben Affleck
8. Eastern Promises / David Cronenberg
7. No Country for Old Men / Joel & Ethan Coen
6. Juno / Jason Reitman
5. Ratatouille / Brad Bird
4. I'm Not There / Todd Haynes
3. XXY / Lucía Puenzo
2. Luz silenciosa / Carlos Reygadas
1. There Will Be Blood / Paul Thomas Anderson

..:: twins ::..

Unknowing twins marry each other

* A set of British twins separated at birth get married without realizing they are related

LONDON, England -- A set of British twins who were separated at birth went on to marry each other without realizing they were related, the UK Press Association reported Friday.

The brother and sister, who were adopted by separate parents, were given an annulment after a High Court judge ruled that the marriage had never been valid.

Their identities and details of their relationship have been kept secret, but the Press Association reported that the duo did not find out that they were blood relatives until after they were married.

David Alton, a member of the House of Lords, revealed their situation as a way of highlighting perceived shortcomings in the Human Embryology and Tissues Bill which is now going through Britain's Parliament.

He first heard of the twins' marriage in a conversation with a High Court judge, and initially raised the case in a House of Lords debate on December 10.

Alton said: "(The brother and sister) met later in life and felt an inevitable attraction, and the judge had to deal with the consequences of the marriage that they entered into and all the issues of their separation.

"I suspect that it will be a matter of litigation in the future if we do not make information of this kind available to children who have been donor-conceived."

Alton is concerned that the new bill would allow the biological identity of one parent to be removed from the birth certificate, PA reported, and that there would be no way for the child to know if they had been donor-conceived.

He told PA on Friday: "The state is colluding in a deception. We are opening the door to more cases like this one. One of the most fundamental things of all is to know who you are. The issue here is about human rights.

"A birth certificate that omits any mention of your true origin falsifies your history in a very significant way."

..:: fragmento ::..

Hoy, a las 5:00 am, escribí esto, ¿callejón sin salida?:

"Hablemos de Marco y Catalina. La sospecha se apoderó de ellos cuando una tarde de sábado gateaba, lentísima, por el calendario de junio. Una tarde de esas en que Catalina leía revistas de chismes mientras los cigarrillos se consumían y la tetera chiflaba incesante. De esas en que Marco, espejo inverso de Catalina, colocaba tabaco tras tabaco entre sus dedos hasta que se apagaran al tocar sus nudillos –colgaba una estela de ceniza, frágil como la mierda que un pez en cautiverio arrastra por su jaula de agua y cristal–. El silencio había adquirido ya cualidades físicas: su masa de densidades intermitentes tendía puentes y telarañas entre los esposos. Hilos dinamitados después. O rotos con la sola fuerza del aliento. No soy completamente feliz, se decía Marco, pero tampoco lo contrario. Sus días transcurrían en la serenidad del tedio. En tazas de té, paseos con el perro, páginas de periódico que semejaban las del día anterior. Pero dentro de él, como un pulmón, latía un deseo inmaculado. Deseo del que nació la sospecha:".

Y ya.