Hasta Caracol Radio se une a la causa McCain

El secretario de comercio de Estados Unidos, Carlos Gutierrez, atendió una llamada de uno de los parlantes más fuertes de Alvaro Uribe y de su presidencia, Dario Arizmendi, para seguir delirando y soñando que John McCain va a triunfar en las elecciones de mañana.

Y dele con querer incrustar a Colombia como un factor en estas elecciones. Por más que los medios colombianos lloren y hagan berrinche, el tratado de libre comercio no tiene nada que ver en la mente del pueblo americano. ¿A caso Joe the Plumber quiere el TLC? O, mejor, Tito el Colombian Builder?

Por dios. Que tristeza que el pueblo colombiano se haya aferrado a este tema del TLC; como si fuera la salvación. Primero deberíamos procurar que los militares no maten a jóvenes inocentes… o es que eso no es tema de derechos humanos?

Igual no me sorprende que Arizmendi y Caracol se hayan unido al coro que aclama a chillidos de ratón desde Colombia: McCain presidente.

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El Tiempo y las elecciones en Estados Unidos: Parcialismo patético

Este es uno de los titulres en la página web del El Tiempo, el diario más importante de Colombia:

Inmediatamente después del titular es que se menciona el “fervor” que ha despertado la candidatura de Obama, pero se hace de tal forma como para dar entender que el candidato está “comprando” el éxito.

No se me hace raro, desde que la campaña se ha intensificado, El Tiempo se ha dedicado a promulgar las ideas republicanas de McCain como si pudiera influenciar a los votantes de una u otra manera.

Es indudable que la campaña de Obama ha recaudado cifras millonarias (más de US$600 millones en general), pero no es definitvo que el dinero es “gran parte” del éxito. Esa lógica practicamente reduce las ideas y los proyectos que ha presentado el senador de Illionis, así como califica a quienes lo han seguido y votado por él (como yo, por ejemplo) de pobres ilusos comprados.

Que lindos, que sigan haciendo berrinche.

Lo que me sigue causando curiosidad es cómo, desde la periferia, el nombre de Colombia trata (pero no logra) de ser incluido dentro del debate general de estas elecciones. Lo colombiano dentro de mi me dice que qué bueno, pero lo Americano me dice, qué importa.

Ojo: Tras la noticia de esta semana de la purga en el ejercito por violaciones de derechos humanos (un hecho supremanete alarmante y decepcionante), ya no hay excusa de la prensa Colombiana de seguir jalando mañas parciales y patéticas con titulares sesgados hacia Obama sólo porque el demócrata no apoya el Tratado de Libre Comercio en los términos actuales. Recordemos que durante el debate en el que John McCain invocó la negociación de éste, Obama dijo definitivamente que hay que ver cómo se soluicona la cuestión de los derechos humanos contra sindicalistas – que ironía de la mala que sea otro tipo de violaciones las que sacudieron al país, pero que aún así dejan mucho que pedir del estado colombiano.

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Barack Obama for President

To those of you who have followed this election closely, there is no question the choice is clear. Those of you who are apathetic, or willfully ignorant, listen up: You are before a simple choice; a simple choice that will have unprecedented consequences.

If you have regarded this election as a novelty simply because a woman and a black man were battling it out for the Democratic nomination, you have been living in willful ignorance. This election is about those of us who have paid attention, and those of you who have not.

This election is not about Democrat or Republican, black or white, rich or poor; this election is not about electing Barack Obama for the sake of it. It isn’t about who has the experience, or who is going to tax us more, or who will prevent the next 9/11.

For those of you who haven’t paid attention, this election is about a fundamental shift in attitude and philosophy. The spend, consume, and ignore philosophy the Republican party has championed for the past 25 years is drawing to a close. The faceless, spineless, and God-less liberal Democrats don’t have a say either.

This election is about deciding what the future of this country will be about. If it hasn’t been painfully clear, it’s about time we took a different approach to living our lives, about our responsibilities as individuals, as parents, as brothers and sisters. This election is about taking a stand for the future, and not let fringe groups and ideas speak for you simply because you’ve allowed ignorance to conduct your life for you.

This election is about those of us who recognize the moment has come to take a step forward, and those of you who will chose to believe anything you’re spoon-fed by agenda-pushing individuals and institutions.

This election is about those of you who chose to stay behind, and those of us who will move this country into the 21st century.

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With ‘Rio’, Aterciopelados keep new album name short and sweet

During my senior year in high school, I used to carpool with an gringo friend, and I remember one morning I was playing “Caribe Atómico,” Aterciopelados’ fourth album.

As he got in the car, I listened for a minute, and then asked point blank: “What is this? This is freaking awesome!”

That morning I realized Aterciopelados was a long way from their first album, “Con el corazón en la mano,” an underground Bogota punk classic. While “El Dorado,” their second effort, was a clear transition from punk to rock, and “La Pipa de la Paz” was a less seamless transition from rock to the prototypical “rock en español” pop sound, “Caribe” marked the begining of the band’s affair with experimentation, while defining thier sound.

Laced with samples, studio beats, DJ scratches, layered on top of the band’s rock riffs, “Caribe” came along when the band solidified it’s philosophy of redefining their sound with every production, whilst keeping Andrea Echeverry’s knack for kitch lyrics a central part of the composition. (Her lyrics would soon evolve to a more polished activist prose from a mother/environmentalist perspective, as “Caribe” was the first album to have a conscious message about the environment).

After “Caribe” the band struggled to maintain a fresh perspective with each release. “Gozo Poderoso” was a solid effort that capitalized on the experimentation factor of “Caribe” while concentrating on delivering pop goodness.

And following “Evolución,” their greatest hits album, was “Oye,” in which the band tried to reinvent the wheel for a third time. My sense is that the “Caribe Atómico” sound was well received by critics and fans, and while they toned the experimentation down, Andrea and Hector decided this was their sound and that’s what they were going to work with from here on out.

At this point, in about 2005, both Andrea and Hector released solo efforts that, as it so happens with many bands that produce solo spin-offs, were average at best.

Fortunately for their fans, both Echeverry and Buitrago realize that they’ll get the most mileage working under the Aterciopelados brand, and with “Rio”, they’ve made the most solid, well-rounded album of their careers. There’s room for activism, for classic Andrea lyrics, for experimentation, and even for overtly pop rhythms.

The album is easy to listen from start to finish; Andrea’s voice is even throughout, and she’s mastered the art of effectivly marrying clever lyrics and armonious chord changes: “El sol-e-ci-to calien-ta mi es-que-le-ti-co,” classic Echeverry.

As always, the innovation and experimentation factor is drawn from guest appearances, and continuing with the same nationalistic pride that’s been the staple for fellow Colombian artists, they’ve collaborated with other Colombian musicians to inject a bit of the native “tropi pop” genre (see Fonseca, Mauricio y Palo de Agua, and to some extent, Carlos Vives).

It would be an exercise in futility to try and rank their top three albums, as their sound has evolved so much since “Con el corazón en la mano;” a better exercise perhaps is to choose three albums that will give a first-time listener a sense of how much the band has grown professionally and artistically. And so, “El Dorado” would be your choice for early punk-rock, “Caribe” would be your can’t-miss ablum, and “Rio” is their solid, veteran effort.

Listen to samples from the album on the band’s blog, iTunes or on emusic.com

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Malleable surface

"Life Preserver" by Suellen Parker

Suellen Parker’s photography exposes the impressionable nature of human psychology through her Plasticine figures

The eyes on the clay sculptures in Suellen Parker’s photographs carry a gaze from within, as if moved by heavy psychological machinery buried deep inside. At times they sparkle with glee, with the anxiety of anticipation gleaming across the room; they can also be obscure, projecting a vivid wall of uncertainty; but above all, every one features a universal characteristic that marries the casual observer to the environment of the photograph: the eyes on every molded figure in these images are real.

As an artist, Parker is hard to categorize since she works in different arenas, but her primary medium is photography. How she achieves the complexity and the environment for each of her compositions, however, is where the other mediums come into play. Drawing from her background as a student of sculpting, Parker begins her artistic process by shaping a lump of Plasticine, a putty-like material that doesn’t dry up, into a humanoid clay figure. At this point, the figures are mere replications of the human anatomy, and although Parker does shape each figure according to the meme of each composition, they do not communicate it on their own.

Once she is satisfied with the mold, and in pursuit of that same compositional meme, Parker does a series of photo portraits, first of the sculptures themselves, and then using human models, collecting an extensive library of human facial expressions that allude to the ever-present psychological processes of the human mind. Using photo-editing software, Parker then takes some of those facial expressions, and digitally applies them to the figures.

In “Awkward”, a piece that is part of her first exhibited collection (titled Incurable), what appears to be a young woman stands with her arms to her sides, her legs slightly bent at the knees, looking out at the distance; her lips feigning a weak smile. It is, as the title very aptly suggests, an awkward stance. The young woman (or the figure of the young woman) has been sculpted to have a slim body type, skinny even, and as such, there’s an indication that the young woman this figure represents may suffer from an eating disorder.

Again, Parker’s artistic process follows the same conceptual trajectory from inception to finished composition, and this is where Parker’s experience is most poignant. She has cited as influences numerous historical and contemporary works of literature, sociology and theater that raise questions about the traditionally perceived notions of identity, beauty, gender and sexuality. What’s revealing in “Awkward” isn’t the figure itself, but rather the environment in which she is presented. The young woman is standing before a gray wall, and she is casting a very faint shadow of a much heavier set body.

The shadow nor the room in which this young woman is presented are part of the sculpture, Parker also takes images from the Internet to complement the meme of her work; processing the overall composition to digitally enhance color and to remove any and all indications that the resulting photograph is a convergence of mediums.

The atmosphere and environment of each photograph is as important as the figures themselves. In “Life Preserver” (up top), what seems to be an elderly woman is standing before a wall-sized poster of a beach. Her right hand is resting firmly on her waist, her body turned slightly to the side, as she faces a camera, seen out of focus near the right edge of the composition. Her eyes convey a sense of firmness, of elegance, almost pride. Over on the left side of the composition, a bed rest is propped up against the lining wall, alluding to the reality that this small room has been converted into a makeshift photography studio.

In “Uplifting Smoke,” another woman is sitting on the doorsteps of a building, smoking a cigarette. She holds a pocket mirror on her left hand, and as she examines her face, the smoke rising from the lit cigarette in her right arm carries the observing eye towards a sign inside the building that reads: “Wellness Center.”

Parker’s images are about people “being looked at” and each one communicates the message with varying degrees of effectiveness. But at the heart of the elegance of her work is the complexity of her artistic process. Her choice of material for creating the figures, for instance, is imperative in two ways: Plasticine is by its nature, malleable, which is a clear metaphor for, not only the way that people’s psychology can be easily influenced by the various messages about beauty and identity in pop culture, but also for the literal altering of one’s body (and skin) through cosmetic surgery. The second way is Plasticine’s natural composition. As opposed to clay used in pottery, for example, Plasticine retains its moisture, giving each figure what resembles a shiny coat of human skin.

In “Glamour Shot,” a man is sitting on a chair, his head resting on a pillow. A pair of hands wearing green surgical gloves is in the process of injecting a substance to the area atop the man’s left eyebrow. (There is no way to identify the substance other than by context, but it is clear that the man is getting a shot of Botox.) His arms are resting on his stomach, one hand on top of the other. In what is a common aspect on all of Parker’s photographs, the man’s eyes project a sense of being in deep thought. In this case, his eyes, though not seemingly focused, make the man appear to be daydreaming as they shine with glee. He smiles broadly.

It’s important to recognize that, although these images offer profound commentary, they do not pass judgment for the subjects within (which could be any one of us). Parker’s work in Incurable, rather, is interested in exploring the contradictory messages about identity that people absorb from the normal course of life; and as the name of the collection alludes to, Parker’s work explores this incurable obsession that people have with image and identity.

This post was a review submitted to my Photography and Social Change class. To see more of Suellen Parker’s work, visit her website, suellenparker.com

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En el bolsillo izquierdo

Desde enero de este año no vestía esta chaqueta. Lo sé porque en el bolsillo frente izquierdo encontré dos recibos de Ikea, de cuando fuimos a comprar el escritorio Fredrick, la lámpara Mil, una unidad para ropa sucia Antonious; ademas de otras cosas. También compramos unos ganchos, y un plato Plastis, pero no recuerdo exactamente para qué.

En el otro recibo estaba detallada la compra de únicamente un Frozen Yogurt; precio por unidad, ¢99. Fecha: enero 19 del 2008. Hora: 19:28.

Si recuerdo bien, el 19 era el día en que celebrábamos nuestro aniversario y quizá, el Frozen Yogurt era nuestra manera de celebrarlo.

La chaqueta ha pasado por varias manos desde entonces. La preseté hace una semana a un compañero pues ya empezó el frío y esa noche invité unas amistades al apartamento.

Hace dos semanas mi papá se puso la misma chaqueta cuando viajó a Nueva York. Esa noche se quedó a dormir en el apartamento y durmió en la cama. No lo pude acompañar. Varias veces he dormido junto a él, aún cuando los ronquidos interrumpen el sueño, pero esta vez busqué una excusa para no dormir acompañado en el cuarto.

Descubrí los recibos de la misma forma que se descubren canciones olvidadas, o dólares extraviados. Siente uno una superficie plana que es ajena al bulto que se forma por la opulencia del cuerpo, mete los dedos para buscar el artefacto, y zas, sale un papel de hace algún tiempo que despierta memorias.

Hasta ese momento en que desdoblé el recibo, ya con la tinta un poco desvanecida, no recordaba en lo absoluto qué había hecho el 19 de enero del 2008.

Ahora se que compramos un Frozen Yogurt a la salida de Ikea, tras haber comprado unos muebles que tu no querías.

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