Natalia subió una canción nueva.
♥
martes, marzo 31, 2009
Las voces del tiempo
Los poetas tampoco saben lo que dicen:
siempre dicen más de lo que saben.
Ricardo Pozas
siempre dicen más de lo que saben.
Ricardo Pozas
Para leer el poemario completo haz click aquí.
domingo, marzo 29, 2009
sábado, marzo 28, 2009
Carta a una señorita en Paris.
A little something que estoy haciendo con Agueda, ella pinta las camisas (como la de arriba) y yo las corto: les cambio las mangas, el cuello, les pongo pinzas para la cintura, etc.A esa todavía no le he movido yo, es un preview.
Si no entiendes el título me das un poquito de asco...
haz click aquí.
♥
jueves, marzo 26, 2009
Fragmento de "Aquí pasan cosas raras"
Todo café que se precie está en esquina, todo sitio de encuentro es un cruce entre dos vías (dos vidas).
Luisa Valenzuela
miércoles, marzo 25, 2009
martes, marzo 24, 2009
Shredded Tee: terminada
La terminé, estoy orgullosa.También hice este collar hace como 2 semanas, hice más pero me dio flojerita tomarles foto:
y ajá, that's all folks.♥
domingo, marzo 22, 2009
sábado, marzo 21, 2009
If you don't know how to fix it, stop breaking it.
Escuchen el discurso, vale muchísimo la pena.
Prometo subir cosas más felices pronto ♥.
Por si no logras entenderle por la calidad del sonido:
Hello, I'm Severn Suzuki speaking for E.C.O. - The Environmental Children's Organisation.
We are a group of twelve and thirteen-year-olds from Canada trying to make a difference:
Vanessa Suttie, Morgan Geisler, Michelle Quigg and me. We raised all the money ourselves to come six thousand miles to tell you adults you must change your ways. Coming here today, I have no hidden agenda. I am fighting for my future.
Losing my future is not like losing an election or a few points on the stock market. I am here to speak for all generations to come.
I am here to speak on behalf of the starving children around the world whose cries go unheard.
I am here to speak for the countless animals dying across this planet because they have nowhere left to go. We cannot afford to be not heard.
I am afraid to go out in the sun now because of the holes in the ozone. I am afraid to breathe the air because I don't know what chemicals are in it.
I used to go fishing in Vancouver with my dad until just a few years ago we found the fish full of cancers. And now we hear about animals and plants going exinct every day — vanishing forever.
In my life, I have dreamt of seeing the great herds of wild animals, jungles and rainforests full of birds and butterfilies, but now I wonder if they will even exist for my children to see.
Did you have to worry about these little things when you were my age?
All this is happening before our eyes and yet we act as if we have all the time we want and all the solutions. I'm only a child and I don't have all the solutions, but I want you to realise, neither do you!
You don't know how to fix the holes in our ozone layer.
You don't know how to bring salmon back up a dead stream.
You don't know how to bring back an animal now extinct.
And you can't bring back forests that once grew where there is now desert.
If you don't know how to fix it, please stop breaking it!
Here, you may be delegates of your governments, business people, organisers, reporters or poiticians - but really you are mothers and fathers, brothers and sister, aunts and uncles - and all of you are somebody's child.
I'm only a child yet I know we are all part of a family, five billion strong, in fact, 30 million species strong and we all share the same air, water and soil — borders and governments will never change that.
I'm only a child yet I know we are all in this together and should act as one single world towards one single goal.
In my anger, I am not blind, and in my fear, I am not afraid to tell the world how I feel.
In my country, we make so much waste, we buy and throw away, buy and throw away, and yet northern countries will not share with the needy. Even when we have more than enough, we are afraid to lose some of our wealth, afraid to share.
In Canada, we live the privileged life, with plenty of food, water and shelter — we have watches, bicycles, computers and television sets.
Two days ago here in Brazil, we were shocked when we spent some time with some children living on the streets. And this is what one child told us: "I wish I was rich and if I were, I would give all the street children food, clothes, medicine, shelter and love and affection."
If a child on the street who has nothing, is willing to share, why are we who have everyting still so greedy?
I can't stop thinking that these children are my age, that it makes a tremendous difference where you are born, that I could be one of those children living in the Favellas of Rio; I could be a child starving in Somalia; a victim of war in the Middle East or a beggar in India.
I'm only a child yet I know if all the money spent on war was spent on ending poverty and finding environmental answers, what a wonderful place this earth would be!
At school, even in kindergarten, you teach us to behave in the world. You teach us:
not to fight with others,
to work things out,
to respect others,
to clean up our mess,
not to hurt other creatures
to share - not be greedy.
Then why do you go out and do the things you tell us not to do?
Do not forget why you're attending these conferences, who you're doing this for — we are your own children. You are deciding what kind of world we will grow up in. Parents should be able to comfort their children by saying "everyting's going to be alright" , "we're doing the best we can" and "it's not the end of the world".
But I don't think you can say that to us anymore. Are we even on your list of priorities? My father always says "You are what you do, not what you say."
Well, what you do makes me cry at night. You grown ups say you love us. I challenge you, please make your actions reflect your words. Thank you for listening
Prometo subir cosas más felices pronto ♥.
Por si no logras entenderle por la calidad del sonido:
Hello, I'm Severn Suzuki speaking for E.C.O. - The Environmental Children's Organisation.
We are a group of twelve and thirteen-year-olds from Canada trying to make a difference:
Vanessa Suttie, Morgan Geisler, Michelle Quigg and me. We raised all the money ourselves to come six thousand miles to tell you adults you must change your ways. Coming here today, I have no hidden agenda. I am fighting for my future.
Losing my future is not like losing an election or a few points on the stock market. I am here to speak for all generations to come.
I am here to speak on behalf of the starving children around the world whose cries go unheard.
I am here to speak for the countless animals dying across this planet because they have nowhere left to go. We cannot afford to be not heard.
I am afraid to go out in the sun now because of the holes in the ozone. I am afraid to breathe the air because I don't know what chemicals are in it.
I used to go fishing in Vancouver with my dad until just a few years ago we found the fish full of cancers. And now we hear about animals and plants going exinct every day — vanishing forever.
In my life, I have dreamt of seeing the great herds of wild animals, jungles and rainforests full of birds and butterfilies, but now I wonder if they will even exist for my children to see.
Did you have to worry about these little things when you were my age?
All this is happening before our eyes and yet we act as if we have all the time we want and all the solutions. I'm only a child and I don't have all the solutions, but I want you to realise, neither do you!
You don't know how to fix the holes in our ozone layer.
You don't know how to bring salmon back up a dead stream.
You don't know how to bring back an animal now extinct.
And you can't bring back forests that once grew where there is now desert.
If you don't know how to fix it, please stop breaking it!
Here, you may be delegates of your governments, business people, organisers, reporters or poiticians - but really you are mothers and fathers, brothers and sister, aunts and uncles - and all of you are somebody's child.
I'm only a child yet I know we are all part of a family, five billion strong, in fact, 30 million species strong and we all share the same air, water and soil — borders and governments will never change that.
I'm only a child yet I know we are all in this together and should act as one single world towards one single goal.
In my anger, I am not blind, and in my fear, I am not afraid to tell the world how I feel.
In my country, we make so much waste, we buy and throw away, buy and throw away, and yet northern countries will not share with the needy. Even when we have more than enough, we are afraid to lose some of our wealth, afraid to share.
In Canada, we live the privileged life, with plenty of food, water and shelter — we have watches, bicycles, computers and television sets.
Two days ago here in Brazil, we were shocked when we spent some time with some children living on the streets. And this is what one child told us: "I wish I was rich and if I were, I would give all the street children food, clothes, medicine, shelter and love and affection."
If a child on the street who has nothing, is willing to share, why are we who have everyting still so greedy?
I can't stop thinking that these children are my age, that it makes a tremendous difference where you are born, that I could be one of those children living in the Favellas of Rio; I could be a child starving in Somalia; a victim of war in the Middle East or a beggar in India.
I'm only a child yet I know if all the money spent on war was spent on ending poverty and finding environmental answers, what a wonderful place this earth would be!
At school, even in kindergarten, you teach us to behave in the world. You teach us:
not to fight with others,
to work things out,
to respect others,
to clean up our mess,
not to hurt other creatures
to share - not be greedy.
Then why do you go out and do the things you tell us not to do?
Do not forget why you're attending these conferences, who you're doing this for — we are your own children. You are deciding what kind of world we will grow up in. Parents should be able to comfort their children by saying "everyting's going to be alright" , "we're doing the best we can" and "it's not the end of the world".
But I don't think you can say that to us anymore. Are we even on your list of priorities? My father always says "You are what you do, not what you say."
Well, what you do makes me cry at night. You grown ups say you love us. I challenge you, please make your actions reflect your words. Thank you for listening
sigh.
Tantos blogs e ideas qué quiero hacer/leer y tantas cosas inservibles y deberes que no me dejan hacerlo tanto como quisiera.
Quiero vacaciones.
Quiero vacaciones.
The Corporation
Les posteo los primeros cinco fragmentos de este documental, si les interesa pueden ver el resto aquí.
En realidad no son cosas de las que no estemos vagamente enterados pero -al menos a mí- me impresionó bastante ya al momento de verlas juntas: terminé enojada con el capitalismo y conmigo misma por no estar haciendo algo al respecto.
Qué irónico que la gente haga todo por conseguir y cuidar el dinero hecho de papel, ergo un árbol y la naturaleza se esté muriendo.
Supongo que es el orden natural de la vida, o al menos así me decía un amigo el otro día (para leer su blog y cagarte de risa masivamente haz click aquí) pero me niego a pensar que estamos doomed por completo, la era de acuario, de la cual hablaré a profundidad en algún otro post se acerca, debemos empezar a hacer algo, lo que sea.
jueves, marzo 19, 2009
miércoles, marzo 18, 2009
great!
Pues hoy empezé por fin el shredded tee tutorial con una camisa grande, como debe de ser, también empezé a modificar unas camisetas que agueda va a pintar e hice dos dibujos que me gustaron, me gustan los días productivos ♥.
Pongo uno de los dibujos:
Greta Haaz Unger alias gre, greiscol, great, etc.
Hecho en clase de matemáticas a las 7:30am bajo efectos de un café muy malo
Greta Haaz Unger alias gre, greiscol, great, etc.
Hecho en clase de matemáticas a las 7:30am bajo efectos de un café muy malo
martes, marzo 17, 2009
Namaste, namás te digo que me esperes.
Pues ni he terminado mi shredded tee ni he escaneado mis dibujos, tampoco he hecho unos separadores que quería hacer ni he terminado los collares, tampoco he limpiado mi cuarto ni he terminado el crimsongem saga.
Yo sigo culpando de todo al tec.
(sí, TODO, la guerra, la crisis, la pobreza, etc.)
Por lo pronto les recomiendo Doe Deere Blogazine.
Yo sigo culpando de todo al tec.
(sí, TODO, la guerra, la crisis, la pobreza, etc.)
Por lo pronto les recomiendo Doe Deere Blogazine.
El blog de ella que de hecho encontré hace ya aproximadamente 7 años cuando ella apenas empezaba con su proyecto y yo era una prepuberta que se la pasaba en el foro de Ruby Gloom. Antes hacía sólo tutoriales de maquillaje y modificaba ropa y ahora tiene su propia línea Limecrime make up que btw es lo que está usando en las fotos y es un proyecto mucho más serio y maduro. Vale mucho la pena visitarla y en cuanto pueda voy a pedir todos los colores de sus sombras.
Yo me retiro a dormir y prometo actualizar más seguido (otra vez) con cosas interesantes.
Ariús~
lunes, marzo 16, 2009
viernes, marzo 06, 2009
The shredded tee tutorial
Soy un fraude, nunca actualizo porque según yo voy a hacer tarea y ni hago tarea ni actualizo.
Total, encontramos un tutorial para hacer algo bien sencillito que queda retepadre (5 puntitos más para tu vagina emmanuel):
En realidad no tiene chiste aunque debe tomar un rato (yo no lo he intentado por falta de tiempo) pero tan pronto tenga tiempo lo hago y subo foto.
Anyway, yo digo que todos deberíamos aplicarlo, las camisas interiores en wallmart te cuestan como 35 pesos.
Todos sean felices y háganlo.
Pícale aquí.
Total, encontramos un tutorial para hacer algo bien sencillito que queda retepadre (5 puntitos más para tu vagina emmanuel):
En realidad no tiene chiste aunque debe tomar un rato (yo no lo he intentado por falta de tiempo) pero tan pronto tenga tiempo lo hago y subo foto.Anyway, yo digo que todos deberíamos aplicarlo, las camisas interiores en wallmart te cuestan como 35 pesos.
Todos sean felices y háganlo.
Pícale aquí.
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