In Residence: Xavier Corbero, by Albert Moya

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In Residence: Xavier Corbero, by Albert Moya
AWA-1 in Portraits
En nuestro afán por dar a conocer las sombras de quienes colaboran con A WORLD ALONE, AWA in Portraits, es una serie inspirada en las preguntas que todos hemos contestado alguna vez en OKCupid.
¡A tu salud, Proust!
Modelo: Osyeiny Montero (Lyon, Francia)
Fotografía: Santiago Gamero
Questionnaire
1. ¿Crees en el karma?
Osy: Sí, nuestras acciones nos definen.
2. ¿Disfrutas ver películas con subtítulos?
Osy: Sí, prefiero mil veces eso que los films con voces dobladas. Detesto los doblajes (MUCHO).
3. ¿Has comido en la cama?
Osy: ¡Todo el tiempo!
4. ¿El dinero puede comprar la felicidad?
Osy: Para nada, la felicidad es una luz interna en cada ser.
5. ¿Cuál es tu opinión sobre la legalización del matrimonio gay?
Osy: Estoy a favor. Si dos personas se aman y quieren casarse no veo porque no puedan hacerlo, son dos seres humanos, ¿qué importa si son dos chicos o dos chicas? Pienso que todos debemos tener los mismos derechos.
6. ¿Te gusta el sabor de la cerveza?
Osy: En mi adolescencia tomé tanta que ahora la evito, su sabor no se me hace atractivo. Antes, ahora y siempre preferiré el vino.
7. ¿Cuál palabra te describe mejor?
Osy: Je ne sais pas!
8. ¿Eres más de gatos, de perros o ambos?
Osy: No soy de perros. Soy 100% gatuna, me identifico con ellos y hasta los envidio a veces. Es terrible no haber nacido gato.
9. ¿Los celos son saludables en una relación?
Osy: No, para nada. En una relación lo más importante es la confianza, los celos son dañinos y destruyen todo.
10. ¿Preferirías que pasara algo bueno o que pasara algo interesante?
Osy: Algo interesante, lo malo también se disfruta.
Nota: estas preguntas fueron editadas en Caracas, Venezuela, con "Teacherous", de Taylor Swift, en el fondo.
Enjoy this slowed down version of Blondie's Heart of Glass by Jacob Rubeck!
Je suis un peu une grande affaire
"Serge sweetly doesn't know hw to dance but we go to Regine's, then to a Russian club, and Serge pushes 100-fran notes into musicians' violins so they will play the "Valse triste" of Sibelius as we get into a taxi; after that we went to an amizing place where Mexican singers Serge knew were playing with Joe Turner, the great jazz man; from there to Madame Arthur, a transvestite club, where Serge's father played piano before the war. These gentlemen dressed up as ladies, who I had never seen the like of, come and sit on Serge's knee; after that, at dawn, we went to have a croissant on the Pigalle and all the prostitutes said hello to Serge. I just thought, 'Wow.' He had the keys to the city, or to all of the cities of Paris."
Jane Birkin, on her first date with Serge Gainsbourg, from this interview with The Guardian.
A Handwritten reading list, by Joan Didion
A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway
Victory by Joseph Conrad
Guerrillas by V.S. Naipaul
Down and Out in Paris and London by George Orwell
Wonderland by Joyce Carol Oates
Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
The Good Soldier by Ford Madox Ford
One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Márquez
Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
Appointment Samara by John O'hara
The Executioner's Song by Norman Mailer
The Novels of Henry James: Washington Square, Portrait of a Lady, The Bostonians, Wings of the Dove, The Ambassadors, The Golden Bowl, Daisy Miller, The Aspern Papers, The Turn of the Screw.
Speedboat by Renata Adler
Go Tell it on the Mountain by James Baldwin
Notes of a Native Son by James Baldwin
The Berlin Stories by Christopher Isherwood
Collected Poems by Robert Lowell
Collected Poems by W.H. Auden
The Collected Poems by Wallace Stevens
Via: BrainPickings
Christmas Song II
Note from Grimes:
happy holidayz first off this song contains swearing so it might not be all ages.
Merry Christmas.
A byword for New Year’s Eve parties: How much fun you have often depends on where you’re standing. Ken Schles, 54, spent the mid-1980s living and taking photographs in the East Village, and twice he edited his work into books — the first time when the photos were taken, and the second time more recently. The differences in mood are striking. The first book, “Invisible City” (1988), which Mr. Schles created while living on a drug-ravaged block on Avenue B, reflects the turmoil and death in his life at the time. “My friends were dying of AIDS, and I was living in an abandoned building,” he said. A quarter of a century later, when he went back to the work, it was as someone who had survived the era, and the images revealed themselves to him in a different light. The resulting book, “Night Walk”(2014), is the retrospective glance of a father of two living in Fort Greene, in Brooklyn. It is “much more about the people and the vitality,” he said. “There’s an excitement about going out. In ‘Invisible City,’ there’s a darkness to the book.”
Images from both books will be displayed at the Howard Greenberg Galleryon East 57th Street starting Jan. 29.
Yet Mr. Schles, who studied photography at the Cooper Union and the New School, rejected the recent tendency to view the East Village of the 1980s as a golden age of louche glamour. As much as anything, he said, he remembers people wanting to get out: artists into better galleries, residents into less chaotic climes. Often, he said, he was afraid of the people around him. “I don’t pine for the days when I’d drive down the Bowery and have to lock the doors, or having to step over the junkies or finding the door bashed in because heroin dealers decided they wanted to set up a shooting gallery,” he said. “A lot of dysfunction has been romanticized.”
(vía: NYTimes)