Caixa de ritmos. Tarolas. Analógico. Frio e industrial. Um armazém.
Rythm boxes. Snare drums. Analog. Cold and a bit industrial. A warehouse.
Kas Product - Never Come Back
Kas Product - Tina Town
Sunday, 19 April 2009
Wednesday, 15 April 2009
Fight Club 12:59
1999. De David Fincher. Revisto após uns anos. Excelente e sempre actual. Gostava de ter tempo para ler Palahniuk, de certeza que não vou ficar mal. E por mero acaso, eu é que sou Tyler Durden!
1999. By David Fincher. Reseen after a few years. Excelent and always actual. I´d like to have more time to read Palahniuk, he won´t let me down for sure. And by mere coincidence, I am the real Tyler Durden!

I am the all-singing, all-dancing crap of this world.... I am the toxic waste by-product of God's creation. ~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, Chapter 23
I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?" Why did I cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And God says, "No, that's not right." Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything. ~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, Chapter 30
from the movie Fight Club, 1999
screenplay by Jim Uhls, directed by David Fincher
Narrator: Tyler, what the fuck is going on here?
Tyler Durden: I ask you for one thing, one simple thing.
Narrator: Why do people think that I'm you? Answer me!
Tyler Durden: Sit.
Narrator: Now answer me, why do people think that I'm you.
Tyler Durden: I think you know.
Narrator: No, I don't.
Tyler Durden: Yes, you do. Why would anyone possibly confuse you with me?
Narrator: Uh... I... I don't know.
[Random flashbacks]
Tyler Durden: You got it.
Narrator: No.
Tyler Durden: Say it.
Narrator: Because...
Tyler Durden: Say it.
Narrator: Because we're the same person.
Tyler Durden: That's right.
1999. By David Fincher. Reseen after a few years. Excelent and always actual. I´d like to have more time to read Palahniuk, he won´t let me down for sure. And by mere coincidence, I am the real Tyler Durden!

I am the all-singing, all-dancing crap of this world.... I am the toxic waste by-product of God's creation. ~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, Chapter 23
I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?" Why did I cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And God says, "No, that's not right." Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything. ~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, Chapter 30
from the movie Fight Club, 1999
screenplay by Jim Uhls, directed by David Fincher
Narrator: Tyler, what the fuck is going on here?
Tyler Durden: I ask you for one thing, one simple thing.
Narrator: Why do people think that I'm you? Answer me!
Tyler Durden: Sit.
Narrator: Now answer me, why do people think that I'm you.
Tyler Durden: I think you know.
Narrator: No, I don't.
Tyler Durden: Yes, you do. Why would anyone possibly confuse you with me?
Narrator: Uh... I... I don't know.
[Random flashbacks]
Tyler Durden: You got it.
Narrator: No.
Tyler Durden: Say it.
Narrator: Because...
Tyler Durden: Say it.
Narrator: Because we're the same person.
Tyler Durden: That's right.
Tuesday, 14 April 2009
What crisis? 12:44
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Olho pela janela e vejo abelhas, flores, pássaros e o mundo inteiro florescer. As árvores cobrem-se de folhas pequenas e flores brancas. E ainda falam de crise. Agora quem são os chineses que querem pôr comentários com links a sítios pornográficos ou hoteis de luxo nos meus postas. É o segundo em chinês que apago. Deve ser aquela rede de hackers chineses que se infiltraram nos computadores de várias emmbaixadas. A grande China moderna tornou-se num país pirata.
I look through the window and I see bees, flowers, birds and the whole world flowering. The trees are covered of small leaves and white flowers. And they still talk about crisis. Now who's trying to insert comments in Chinese with links to porn sites and luxury hotels, in my posts. That's the second that delete. It has to be that network of hackers that's infiltrated in the computers of several embassies. The great China has turned into a pirate nation. Just now?
Friday, 10 April 2009
Collage 22:10
A collage for a Multimedia assignment. It hasn't got a good feedback, well that's my fault I should have used a different strategy. It has lot of layers anyway.
Labels:
Photography
Tuesday, 7 April 2009
Wednesday, 1 April 2009
Einstürzende Neubauten 17:46

Einstürzende Neubauten - Halber Mensch
Einstürzende Neubauten - from the film "1/2 Mensch"
Einstürzende Neubauten - Kollaps (1981)







