The inhabitants of Collserola came down to the city for carnival and I made myself a bear mask to go with my feet!
19 de febrer 2012
Carnestoltes - Carnival
The inhabitants of Collserola came down to the city for carnival and I made myself a bear mask to go with my feet!
16 de desembre 2011
train hotel Paris Barcelona with Zahara
It was a very strange night.
My sister and I went to bed around 12 in the same cabin with 2 more women. I had already had a bite and was annoyed of having possible fleas (flöhe) in the cabin of the train. But could see nothing so I tried sleeping. Soon had more annoyances and itches and reminded the days when I lived with bedbugs. Bedbugs are only active at night, eat human blod and are one of the most dificult home parasites to exterminate. They are less than 1 mm thick and they are transparent. They get a red/black dot inside of them when they have bit a human!
I woke up at 1am with bites and I had the instinct to look around. I developed this habit during about 6 months, and it became almost automatic. I mean, why was I turning on the light and looking obsessively in my bed, around the sheets, and pillow over and over for so many minutes in the middle of the night?
And there was the bedbug. It brings me terrible feelings of hate. But I am not disgusted by it. It can barely hurt, it only bites and that's all. But if it stays with one and it establishes at one's house you have to exterminate it with very poisonous methods. And still maybe it doesn't die. I'm sorry, I know this must be disgusting for you. I am very sensitive to their bites. Some people never react to them.
So I looked even closer at every bit of dust or lint or small rest of something in my sheets and there it was. A tiny bug, bringing all my memories. Once you locate a bug under the light it will usually not manage to escape. They are not fast walkers and they are very unconfortable in light environments. I let it walk - thinking what to do. Who should I tell?
I decide to kill it and tell the Schaffner and she decides to change my sister and me to another cabin. Once in the new cabin, only for us 2, to wagons further in the back of the train, we don't know if the bugs followed us. I had a jacket right by my head, where the bugs walked around. So I inspect it and find another smaller bug also with blood inside. I am scared that there are more. I kill it and look obsessively in everything. Find nothing else.
My sister and I spent 4 hours speaking before bed and now we are awake and alone and nervous and instead of sleeping we speak again. Until almost 5.
Finally at 7 we wake up and we realised we managed to sleep for 2 hours. It's very sad when I sleep so little. I get very vulnerable.
My sister and I went to bed around 12 in the same cabin with 2 more women. I had already had a bite and was annoyed of having possible fleas (flöhe) in the cabin of the train. But could see nothing so I tried sleeping. Soon had more annoyances and itches and reminded the days when I lived with bedbugs. Bedbugs are only active at night, eat human blod and are one of the most dificult home parasites to exterminate. They are less than 1 mm thick and they are transparent. They get a red/black dot inside of them when they have bit a human!
I woke up at 1am with bites and I had the instinct to look around. I developed this habit during about 6 months, and it became almost automatic. I mean, why was I turning on the light and looking obsessively in my bed, around the sheets, and pillow over and over for so many minutes in the middle of the night?
And there was the bedbug. It brings me terrible feelings of hate. But I am not disgusted by it. It can barely hurt, it only bites and that's all. But if it stays with one and it establishes at one's house you have to exterminate it with very poisonous methods. And still maybe it doesn't die. I'm sorry, I know this must be disgusting for you. I am very sensitive to their bites. Some people never react to them.
So I looked even closer at every bit of dust or lint or small rest of something in my sheets and there it was. A tiny bug, bringing all my memories. Once you locate a bug under the light it will usually not manage to escape. They are not fast walkers and they are very unconfortable in light environments. I let it walk - thinking what to do. Who should I tell?
I decide to kill it and tell the Schaffner and she decides to change my sister and me to another cabin. Once in the new cabin, only for us 2, to wagons further in the back of the train, we don't know if the bugs followed us. I had a jacket right by my head, where the bugs walked around. So I inspect it and find another smaller bug also with blood inside. I am scared that there are more. I kill it and look obsessively in everything. Find nothing else.
My sister and I spent 4 hours speaking before bed and now we are awake and alone and nervous and instead of sleeping we speak again. Until almost 5.
Finally at 7 we wake up and we realised we managed to sleep for 2 hours. It's very sad when I sleep so little. I get very vulnerable.
29 de març 2010
informe de primavera
L'hivern ha sigut BLANC i GRIS i jo he sigut un ós per a poder hibernar oficialment des de desembre a març. Les nits molt llargues i els dies eternament meditatius. He mudat tot el que hi havia a dins del projecte a fora del projecte i ara ja no hi ha ni projecte. Les coses, les persones, les emocions, les esperances i les pors. Ara " el projecte" només queda com el pas més gran cap a l'autogestió de mi mateixa que he fet mai.
Quan una no perd l'esperança llavors sempre arriba la primavera.
Fa un parell de setmane
s va tenir lloc al nostre espai comú al pis compartit de Berlin una trobada organitzativa per al 3r Festival europeu d'autostopistes mundials. Es va dicidir fer la trobada a Portugal, possiblement a prop de Lisboa. Però amb l'especial condició de fer una gran trobada a Barcelona la setmana anterior a 6.8.10 (dia en que hem de ser al lloc acordat a Portugal) per a promocionar l'autoestop a la península ibèrica i aconseguir ressò als mitjans. Per això, estic buscant grups a Barcelona que vulguin donar suport a un centenar d'autoestopistes que passaran per Barcelona de la forma més decreixentista possible. A més estic traduint la web al catalàEstic escrivint un article per a Cafebabel.com sobre el Festival de l'autoestop aquest, per a promocionar l'event. I de tant dir aquesta paraula se m'entrebanca la llengua i pensava, no us semblaria bé crear una nova paraula per al terme autoestopista? Podria esdevenir el punt clau de la campanya de promoció! Per exemple: Ditaires! O fins i tot: Polzaires! Li he d'escriure a l'IEC or als del Grec?
També estic treballant molt a prop ajudant a organitzar aquest festival de cinema i en concret una exposició de fotografia que reunirà fotos de viatge de gent d'arreu. Si sabeu d'algú a qui li agradaria exposar una història de fotos a propi cost feu-los posar-se en contacte amb mi a través de tau arroba roadjunkyfilms punt com
A més estic molt embolicada en les tasques d'organització de casa, en concret amb el menjar, que si la cooperativa d'aliments que si reciclar menjar per totes les botigues biològiques de la ciutat.
Ara estic amb els peus a punt de ficar-me també en coordinació fotogràfica d'aquesta revista.
I he estat convidada a participar en un event metaperiodístic de forma voluntària però amb totes les despeses pagades al festival de cinema de Cannes que té lloc del 12 al 22 de Maig. Encara no he acceptat l'oferta i m'ho estic pensant.
I ahir vaig fer una classe sencera sobre fotografia bàsica a un grup d'interessats que necessitaven entendre les seves càmeres des de fa temps. El taller va durar més de dues hores i tots van sortir amb somriures a les cares.
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