Thursday, January 31, 2008
Gatos gatos here and there, gatos gatos in the air.
Granada was flowing with sly cats chillin and soaking up the rays or climbing the trees by the river. Gatos running the town.
John Good this ones for you buddy... enough said.
White washed emissions of the Granada peace of mind.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Some skater flare...
La Alhambra architecture is amazing... so ancient and so artful. Photos seemed inadequate but I snapped some into digi history anyway.
Old school gnar
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Forget the bus pass im walking to the sea: pensive sprouts of the three night global warming conference in Alicante, Spain
beards and moustaches abundant
sweaters, jeans, stripes and flannel
feeling right; at home
it is as if all that would care; all ready knew
as if they were part of the same net...
converging on the same point in the same time
the shower can wait my friend
grab your funky shoes
lets go down and listen
word of mouth spreads
here there was something to be said
depends not on the ears that recieve the vibrations...
but the mind that recieves the seed...
the thoughts that grow
limitless, fertile canvas
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Street art check in Alicante produced a few not so noteworthy notes of the Scribble scrabble Genus species. Local skate crew?... the search continues in all directions. Valle.
Nothing like Williamsburg (Brooklyn if you had to ask) but its something. There are only a couple of recurring tags here and the rest is political messages... Pics and pensive presents will be under the tree waiting to be unwrapped as well as the Spanish view of Americans. Some time is needed to shake it all down and sift out the nuggets from the 3 night environmental conference I attended... more than a few choice words were used.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
ps. there are spanish chinese people and chinese restaurants and they have no idea what a dumpling is so dont spend 6 minutes trying to explain what it looks like or how to make one... its a waste of time.
Have you ever looked at something and knew that the mind behind its creation was a little tweaked out? Welcome to Madrid Airport... where you seem to wander aimlessly from level to level never really knowing where you are until your there. The floors are transparent in some areas and you watch dark human-like figures diffusing in MADness as the vertical scrolling signs terminate into the cieling or the floor or just stop in the middle of the air. Nothing makes sense and people are snagging duty free Marlboro reds off the shelves like they're tickle-me-elmos with a 50% discount and a $10 mail-in-rebate. Truth adds better step up your game... Madrid duty-free is making a killin!
View off the other side of the castle as the city continues up the costa.
Notice the old woman in the doorway; emphasis on the "way" and not so much the door. This was a back road in the old section of the city where sheets are sufficent for front doors and the roads the houses and living rooms are pretty much the same space.