la estrella sociométrica de feisbuk (adolfo rozenfeld dixit)

se te extraña belleza franco-chaqueña...
fotaza de mi musa porteña aka eva es drujula por terry minella




purificación

antes de dejar su buenos aires querido, girlontape entregó los siguientes frutos de una relación tóxica al fuego purificador: por algo había una parrilla en la terraza de mi última, hermosa, acogedora y sanadora casa porteña.







la petite phrase, le cinéma

As some of you know, my world is divided into those who have experienced proust and those who have not. 
Furthermore, girlWorld is divided into those who can do proust on film, and those who can't. 
Which is easy, because this universe contains only two directors who, in my opinion, have done cinematic justice to the world's greatest work of literature, and thus attained artistic perfection: raul ruiz and volker schlöndorff
Here are their two versions of swann being flooded with emotion, memory and time as he listens to la petite phrase in vinteuil's sonata:




In this clip the sonata starts at 14:30, but the whole sequence is orgasmic: starring jeremy irons, ornella muti, fanny ardant, and alain delon as le baron de charlus...magnifique! 



« Cette soif d'un charme inconnu, la petite phrase l'éveillait en lui, mais ne lui apportait rien de précis pour l'assouvir. De sorte que ces parties de l'âme de Swann où la petite phrase avait effacé le souci des intérêts matériels, les considérations humaines et valables pour tous, elle les avait laissées vacantes et en blanc, et il était libre d'y inscrire le nom d'Odette. Puis à ce que l'affection d'Odette pouvait avoir d'un peu court et décevant, la petite phrase venait ajouter, amalgamer son essence mystérieuse...»


swann's way, 1913

la separación/the break-up



stills from my short the break-up/fijas de la separación
(2005, 20mins, mini-DV)

with/con maria alché, gladys lizarazu, juan minujín, cecilia monteagudo and sofía wilhelmi

wardrobe/vestuario por silvia gurfein
artistic consultant/consulencia artistica por mariana obersztern
editing/montaje por ivan larsen
postproduction/posproducción por ian kornfeld
written, produced and directed by/guión, producción y dirección por stefania fumo

girl, circa 1992

self-portrait at sunset on the beach near Libreville in Gabon...
damn i really miss my silver Norma Kamali bathing suit!

the kiss

on the left: self-portrait with my ex husband, new york circa 1994
on the right: artwork by christophernow

yes, girlontape was married once: it was wild mutual love at first sight, and our dear friend christophernow witnessed it from the start.

mi fotografo fetiche y su banda, de gira


GIRA Y DISCO NUEVO!!
el mismo estara disponible en la gira que la banda va realizar en las siguientes ciudades:

enero
viernes 28 - Mar del Plata- Vinoteca Perrier-19hs
sabado 29 - Neuquen- Teatro del Viento 23 hs
domingo 30 - Tandil

febrero
viernes 4 - Rosario
sabado 5 - Mendoza
domingo 6 - La Rioja

marzo
presentacion en capital federal en la calle Niceto, con entrada a 40$ y cd nuevo incluido

pronto mas info

el bosco cumple...larga vida a los capricornios!


mi marcello adoré cumplió años en p.o.p.a

galeria de arte
tienda de diseño
lamadrid 882
boca
buenos aires
argentina


fotos, galeria, creatividad y amor: 
boscojojo
modelo superglam: iam cara

the ties that bind

minigirlontape and her minisister, circa 1970

Of that holiday all I remember is the little boy who once grabbed me, shouting:
"I Love You!! Do You Love Me??"
"Yes!" I shouted back.
And he stuck his tongue in my mouth.
Then he ran up to my sister and stuck his tongue in her mouth too.
And that was how girlontape first found out that men are traitors and hos.
Of course, I took it out on my sister
...which was nothing new in our brief lives up to that point: she was the youngest, therefore my subject/slave/toy.
To this day she still berates me with things like:
"Remember when you threw that shoe at me?!? I still have the scar...look!"
To which I answer: "Hmmm...I don't see any scar. Remember when I bit you just to see what blood looks like?"
"No! OMG you're so gonna pay for that!!!!"
"Quit your whining...don't forget I lent you my bitchin camaro for a whole summer!"
Etc, etc, etc.

Notice the clear symptoms of Stockholm syndrome in the picture below:




grey grey is the color of the bed where we will sleep


charly and me

girl, circa 1970

 looks like life might be more dangerous among humans than among animals...on dangerous paths will i walk...may my animals lead me! thought minigirlontape, preconsciously paraphrasing friedrich

ofelia




ph: girlontape • model: my sister • boston 1986

fiat contro fiom: finalmente qualcuno che risponde alla mia domanda...

...e cioè, perché bisogna massacrare gli operai per fabbricare piú auto mentre il mondo soffoca e il petrolio sta finendo?? guido viale risponde:


Ci sarà pur una ragione per cui la totalità dell’establishment italiano, dal Foglio della ex coppia Berlusconi-Veronica a Pietro Ichino - quel che resta della componente pensante di un partito ormai decerebrato - converge nel chiamare “modernizzazione” il diktat di Marchionne (“o così, o si chiude”). 


Che per gli operai di Mirafiori (età media, 46 anni; ridotte capacità lavorative – provocate dal lavoro alle linee – 1.500 su 5.500; molte donne) vuol dire: 18 turni, compresa la notte; tre pause di dieci minuti per soddisfare – in coda – i bisogni fisiologici (a quell’età la prostata comincia a pesare; e nessuno lo sa meglio dell’establishment italiano, ormai alla grande sopra i 60 anni); mensa anche a fine turno (otto ore di lavoro senza mangiare).... (continua sul blog di guido viale)



long live le noir

girlontape recently fell in love with the incredibly sexy,
badass 70s Italian noir jewel milano calibro 9... only to discover
that tarantino and rodriguez are huge fans too. 
I especially adored the character nelly's go-go dance in this scene: 



some say this is robert rodriguez's homage to nelly's go-go dance,
featuring the smokin' rose mcGowan:

tune for a friend who needs protection



para ferkis dearest... video de michel gondry


You're a boy and I'm a girl
But you know you can lean on me

And I don't have no fear
I'll take on any man here

I stand in front of you
I'll take the force of the blow

jacopo fo sul discreto incanto della (non) violenza

Quale punizione per i terroristi?

Mia madre fu rapita, seviziata con tagli di lamette e sigarette spente sul corpo e violentata da un gruppo di fascisti armati. Oggi sappiamo chi erano questi criminali, ma non verranno mai puniti grazie alla prescrizione. (continua sul blog di jacopo fo)


Il Servizio d’Ordine e' criminale?

...Per un paio di anni i feriti a causa degli scontri tra compagni furono piu' del doppio di quelli causati da fascisti e polizia.
E molti episodi che vennero denunciati come aggressioni fasciste erano in realta' scontri tra compagni. E ci furono casi gravissimi che vennero nascosti. Ad esempio quando un dirigente trotschista si trovo' sotto casa una squadra di Katanga e reagì sparando... (continua sul blog di jacopo fo)


C’ero anch’io a lanciare i sassi alla polizia. E mi chiedo come abbia potuto succedere...
La mia storia e' stata un po’ particolare. 
Non a tutti capita che ti rapiscono la mamma e la vedi tornare a casa coperta di sangue.
Sono cose che possono farti impazzire.
Ma, devo essere sincero, questo evento tragico incontro' un terreno fertile.... (continua sul blog di jacopo fo)


don't you wonder sometimes about sound and vision?

my first true love fell to earth 64 years ago today
and i will sit right down, waiting for the gift of sound and vision...



meanwhile, the thin white duke muses about art & life
with his mates iggy, brian eno, lou reed etc.





yo tengo tantos amigos peronistas que ni los puedo contar!





quedamos asombradas, cuando se fue a mejor vida la componente XY del matrimonio K, frente al diluvio de manifestaciones de duelo de parte de gente que... yo ni la menor. 

le comenté este curioso fenomeno a mis viejos, cuando inevitablemente surgió la pregunta del millón: "Qué es un peronista?"

girlontape: Buenooooo... a ver... un peronista es... sería... a ver. Basicamente todo lo que nace en suelo argento es peronista, o es anti peronista. En sus cabezas no hay nada ni nadie que no sea una de estas dos cosas.

mi viejo: Y qué significa ser o no ser peronista?

girlontape: Por lo que pude entender... que sí o sí te toca odiar visceralmente al otro bando. Es como un mandato casi genetico de guerra civil permanente.

mi viejo: Y Charly... es un perrito peronista?

girlontape: La verdad ni le pregunté.

charly: Stultitiam simulare loco prudentia summa est.

























i've made, i've made up my mind




"you can touch me kiss me do what you will
cuz i swallowed a handful of sleep-alone pills!"


cool song about being like a virgin again
courtesy of my rock star friend in LA

the unicorn international part 13

maiden with unicorn, 15th c. dutch artist

mary poppins: Ojo que las virgenes despiertan gran erotismo!
girlontape: Sólo una virgen puede atrapar un unicornio.

queen mary: Watch out - virgins are a huge turn-on!
girlontape: But only a virgin can tame a unicorn...


noi credevamo/we believed

I have never personally experienced foreign invasion, domination, or dictatorship. I don't know what it's like to live in a colony, or in anything other than a democracy; never known oppression, or been forced to speak a language other than my own.


But Italy is in deep shit right now: torn between bigoted xenophobic secessionists in the North, organized crime syndicates pretty much everywhere, and with a statutory rapist, best friend to dictators like Putin and Gheddhafi, and known corruptor of judges in our equivalent of the White House. 


Basically, we are this close to falling apart as a country. 


Which, since I've never been a flag-waving nationalist, I really didn't give a toss about, until the day I saw roberto saviano go on national television, wrap himself in an heirloom red-white-and-green, and recite the oath our founding fathers took before going into battle, 150 years ago.


They were young, they were idealistic, and most people at the time thought they were crazy. Many were hunted down and killed. Several wars of independence later, Italy as we know it was born.

It turns out that Saviano is the direct descendant of some of those very same revolutionaries, intellectuals and idealists, who gave their lives to make Italy a free country.

What does that mean? It means I'm glad to be back, that I will do everything I can to make sure our "tinpot noriega" and his organized crime cronies go down, and to consciously preserve and defend our democracy.

Because, as we know, a victory for one is a victory for all... and more democracy in one country means more democracy everywhere:




"Giuro di consacrarmi tutto e per sempre a costituire l'Italia in nazione una, indipendente, libera e repubblicana."

"I swear to consecrate myself entirely and forever to the constitution of Italy as a nation united, independent, republican, and free."

i love you and i'm leaving you anyway


girlontape is officially in awe of this book
by the endlessly wise, utterly inspiring,
way way way talented
tracy mcmillan.
read it, savor it, delight in it, treasure it.

un año sin amor/like a virgin


cierre de un 2010 libre de amores grotescos:
sólo le pido a dios que aleje de mi toda falsedad, codicia e ignorancia...
y que nunca más se me ocurra traicionar el bien supremo por tan poca cosa.

it's official: girlontape has been a virgin throughout this year of our lord 2010.
sweet lady liberty, may i never ever again betray you so lightly,
and for so little cause.

photos: more vintage self webcam by girlontape


esta foto me hace feliz


demasiado lindo volver a encontrar esta imagen!
recuerdo de mi amiga adorée, que con tanta elegancia
y dulzura me llevó por las vias intrincadas de la ciudad de la furia...

with my beautiful, über-talented and
ever-inspiring friend mariana, who so elegantly
took me by the hand and showed me around the mean streets of buenos aires...


no kneeling allowed on this blog MF



thank you J for this invigorating piece of antipapist agitprop!

webcam was my playmate



vintage self webcam portraits by girlontape

when iggy was my neighbor


Once upon a time in a galaxy far far away, girlontape bought a little apartment on Avenue C
between 9th and 10th, and lived there happily ever after for a while.

Those years were special, radical and beautiful, and part of their beauty was strolling, lounging,
picknicking, listening to music and celebrating wigstock in our beloved and heroic

tompkins square park
. 

Over the hours and the seasons I got to know every tree and flower and Puerto Rican drummer
and homeless Vet in that park... and I love it as my very own.

The day my grandfather died, the park looked like this:

ph: david shankbone

To the garden, the world, anew ascending,
Potent mates, daughters, sons, preluding,
The love, the life of their bodies, meaning and being,
Curious, here behold my resurrection, after slumber;
The revolving cycles, in their wide sweep, have brought me again,         5
Amorous, mature—all beautiful to me—all wondrous;
My limbs, and the quivering fire that ever plays through them, for reasons, most wondrous;
Existing, I peer and penetrate still,
Content with the present—content with the past,
By my side, or back of me, Eve following,  10
Or in front, and I following her just the same.


walt whitman, leaves of grass