A little reality.

I moved to Buenos Aires, Argentina on September 3 2008 with little money, no pre-existing debt in the U.S., no secured job and an ulcer. Ok...these seem kind of negative, except for the debt part, but what I did have was Sofia, the Argetnine, an apartment, and plenty of Spanish to learn. These pictures to the above are of my apartment before I moved in. It is small, cheap, on the first floor, piso 1, and perfect for me.
Meet Sofia. She is a 26 year old "Portena", born and raised in Buenos Aires. She enjoys architecture, fotography, My Bloody Valentine, cafes and anchovie olives. We met in Santa Barbara while I was working at the record store. She asked for Magnetic Fields and also if there was a place to get a drink at in town because she was on Holiday with her parents and needed to get out. The picture below tells a story of a girl with a boyfriend and a guy with a girlfriend who met one night and kept in contact for a year until I had to see her again..oh and visit Buenos Aires. Now we live a park apart. One more thing..I think I still have an ulcer and I think it is stress related becasue I have been maintaining a healthy diet and not drinking that much?

A little clarity.

During the first US tour the Debonaires embarked upon in 2004, Kip W., singer and good friend, took this photo in Chicago. Later, after the tour and during the standard recovery after a 2 month road trip, this picture surfaced and really caught my attention.
Whether Kip meant to symbolize anything from this reflexionary photo or not, it said something profound to me about life in general. This faceless and omnipresent sillouette of a person is reflecting throught the velocity of a fast moving and noisy subway car. The photo tells a story of how we should look at our lives.
I look at this photo as reflecting more than just an image of ourselves, much like a mirror; this photo; however, shows reflection at an exact moment when things make sense. The subway car symbolizes the path, speed and velocity in which our lives are reflected off of. The stationary figure, of course, symbolizes each person who is saturated in the common timeline of life. We are a part of this velocity and exist in the same parallel as time. We can never stop the train or ride the train alone, however, we can choose where the fuck we want to go. I chose to transfer.