You should be angry. You must not be bitter. Let me show you why. Bitterness is like cancer, it eats upon the host. It doesn't do anything to the object of its displeasure. So use that anger, yes. You write it, you paint it, you dance it, you march it, you vote it, you do everything about it. You talk it. Never stop talking it.

- Maya Angelou to Dave Chappelle in this video:

 

Yesterday and today I wrote two long posts. And then I decided to remove them.

Years after starting a blog, I still don't know quite what this space is for me. Or what I am to do here.

What is the collective emotional investment in a white male artist’s fantasy of black female artistry in a milieu that is overwhelmingly dominated by white money, power, and tradition? Why does that milieu take great pains to mask the reality of white dominance with a fetishistic display of black bodies and style? 

 - Coco Fusco. More here.

Russian as Threat / Русский как угроза

Russian as Threat

On language politics in Ukraine... Can the Russian language threaten the governmental security of Ukraine? Super interesting... With Елена Фанайлова - Может ли угрожать русский язык государственной безопасности Украины?


Even the air, the light feels new.
The dark matte finish on the boxcars idling under the freeways.
The freeways spinning wildly above, out of control.
A memory of trees singly and in clusters silhouetted against the orange nightglow.
The man in the loose T-shirt walking by is not aimless; he is headed to the United Pacific lot to gas the cars.
Everywhere work, movement, Cokes.
Cattails in a clump in a depression around the highway supports.
So many words for so many flowering things.
A certain tiredness, joy.
Is description ever a way out of a conundrum?
If not, be cursi if you want, not like anyone is watching.

We are on the verge of losing youth’s voices in the same we way lose elders to death; we lose them to displacement; we lose them to the prison industrial complex and the scarcity mindset that kicks in producing a discourse of mine/territoriality which feels similar to Minutemen stalking men, women and children in the U.S.-Mexico desert.  

Don’t come here; this is mine.  

People turn other people into suspects.

- Raquel Gutiérrez on the blog

When going to art shows stuff starts to feel like work, it's time to stop going for a while.

- A friend Someone I know

¿Me pides un consejo?

Haz lo que sea, pero que implique movimiento y mundo.

 - Lorena Mancilla (Más aquí)

Now that I am updating the Antena site all the time, I'm not posting much here anymore, just random fragments. Which I think is fine, just letting you know.      

:)



Крокодил Гена и Чебурашка - Я играю на гармошке

(текст песни №1)


Пусть бегут неуклюже
Пешеходы по лужам,
И вода - по асфальту рекой.
И неясно прохожим
В этот день непогожий,
Почему я весёлый такой.

Припев:
Я играю на гармошке
У прохожих на виду...
К сожаленью, день рожденья
Только раз в году.

Прилетит вдруг волшебник
В голубом вертолёте
И бесплатно покажет кино.
С днём рожденья поздравит
И, наверно, оставит
Мне в подарок пятьсот "эскимо".

Припев:
Я играю на гармошке
У прохожих на виду...
К сожаленью, день рожденья
Только раз в году.

Language can alienate us from each other more than bring us together.

Language alienates us more than unites us.

Language is a tool for alienation as well as unity.

Language alienates more than unites.