sittin

just sittin here... thinking why am i thinking (in english) este mundo, que extrano a mi.
the words now seem to make sense... finalmente. y me pregunto... es obvio? si claro!
no entiendo nada aca. pero cada dia aprendo algo. algo... hoy..

Lyrical Hermonies (2006) by MK JP & CT

I am hesitant to put this film on the internet because i think i might try to enter it in several other festivals... it played at FLEX this last november...
but then i realized, i want to share my work with whoever actually takes the time to look at my vlog... so i post it now. i worked on this about a year ago with Julita Potter and Charlotte Taylor... we made this using special David Gatten techniques...


also Composed of rice, chocolate chips,coconut, needles, combs, pins, cloth, thimbels, jewelry, buttons, nail scissors, thread, hair curlers, salt, 1970's issues of Playboy, contemporary feminist magazine BITCH, lipstick prints of young students studying feminism in university, found footage, Hi con negative, and tape. Women Dada?

Protesta al obelisco

Well about a week and a half ago on april 10th, all of the university classes were cancelled because a series of protests and demonstrations by public school teachers broke out in the province of Neuquen the week before. The protesters shut down a bunch of major roads and were disrupting the important Semana Santa (Holy Week) tourist weekend. So the governor of Neuquen ordered the police to shut them down. Everything came to a head when a tear gas canister canister fired by the cops "accidentally" struck and killed a chemistry teacher. There is speculation that it was intentional.

so then in buenos aires, young and old at the drop of a hat seem ready to organize a protest in the city. they must all just keep their protest gear ready by the front door. i was amazed how common it is to have the city practically shut down because of student protests. it made me think, why dont the young people have this kind of rallying power and potential anymore in the US? the young people here really place themselves within their political system.

¿Que es el dia?

i am trying to remember what i did yesterday and it only resemblers a blur. i feel as if most of the days here blur. trying to recollect... woke up late, spent the day in class, then to IES to go on the internet. Hannah and i went to a swanky hotel in el Centro because we thought there would be a feminine literary performance... not this thursday. drank some mate on my balcony and watched the traffic as the sun was just going down. ate dinner with my host mother and we actually had a semi good conversation.. i´m realizing maybe there are things that i can learn from her. she is an outgoing woman, very loud. i´m not. perhaps she is challenging me... and i must accept this challenge to be a little louder and prouder if i want to actually enjoy this living environment. later i had a few cervezas at a friends apt. as we planned our spring break trip up to nothern argentina. Que Bárbaro!

i am definitely encountering life lessons here.. some on solitud and the means i have to change myself here. simply feeling alone here is hopefully enough to help me utilize what i do and do not want to feel, and how to change. i am learning to relax, little by little... big lesson for me. mostly i am trying not to miss the wonderful people and good times from iowa city. i guess maybe i´m constantly wishing i was somewhere else. always moving.. wanting to move... travelling.. like the kokopelli... the hunchedback flute playing traveller... bringing fertility to the villages... so as i travel i should bring fertility with me. i am learning the importance of relationships in my life... and to value being a giving person... working on this every day... the water is still in buenos aires.

middle is boring

week 7 i think in buenos aires. i think i am hitting the depression curve. so why do i choose to blog it? i dont know. to get it out of me. all of a sudden, the film festival BAFICI has ended and i feel so lonely and uninspired. my new friend fancisca somewhat mentioned this is what happens to her after the film festival... but i didnt really believe her. yep it does.

i feel an incredible sense of unbelonging. spanish is still very difficult, hard to see where i am improving. i miss things at iowa. have an unfortunate housing situation. just different obstacles i didnt plan to encounter. 3 more months. push forward.

BAFICI writeup coming soon. the festival was the highlight of BsAs for me so far. i hope not by the end.