Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

My Ideal Home

My Ideal Home [Marcelo Moraes] [May 25th 2009]

My ideal home would be a loft that looked a bit like the one Nick Nolte has on the movie Tales from New York. His character is a painter, and his loft has very tall brick walls. It also seems to have only three rooms: the bedroom, the bathroom, and the big-everything-else-room. It looks like you could actually play football inside the big room. But mine would have to be way bigger, and here's why: I'd like to see all the plumbing and electrical wiring outside the walls, but behind a top-to-bottom glass. That would not only be a curious sight, but also make it very easy to locate the problem, in case of any malfunction with either system. Of course, the glass would need to be of a very strong kind, just in case I did decide to play some football. The furniture of this Glass House Inside a Loft should be very practical, and comfortable, and simple. The large empty space should be the main decoration. That would mean that the rare objects of art inside my home could be viewed from very afar, if me or one of my guests should feel like it. As you've probably guessed, my real home nowadays is not as huge and unclogged as I would wish it to be.

I believe my idea of a perfect home reflects something about myself that I have not hinted at yet: I love to dance alone. Of course, it is very amusing to meet friends and new people at night clubs, and to dance among a happy crowd to the loud beat blasting out of the speakers. But it is also very nice to do it more quietly, and without anyone stepping in your feet by accident. I believe we can learn a lot about someone's life philosophy, even in very practical terms, just by looking at what kind of furniture and ornaments this person has at home, and specially how it relates to, in scale and spatial location, to its rooms. The space I have before my stereo proves it.

In The Face of Computer Technology

In the Face of Computer Technology [May 25th 2009] [Marcelo Moraes]

Computers are the greatest invention so far in human history, I am certain. We have only begun to realise what computer technology does: it maximizes most tools we have built, and will quite probably do this to all inventions that came before it. And that's without talking about the speed it gives to our logical and mathemathical capacities. Hardly do we ever go to a place that has not a computer chip present inside some object, or is outside an area that is covered by sattelite telecommunications of some sort, even if it is just a camera watching us from the orbit of the earth. Given the correct gadgets and connections, we can reach all kinds of information and people anywhere, anytime. The world can also track us down and get in touch, and that brings us to a dark side to it all.

A person that wants to get away from the world would find it quite difficult nowadays. We have become very dependant on computer technology in our daily effort to balance work and leisure. Yes, I am considering that doing your job and your social mingling from your home, using the web, is the new normal. I know it sounds scary, but everything that is too new does just that, at first. When the telephone was invented, and even more as the telephone lines started covering the planet, lots of people worried that no one would meet face to face, in the space of a generation or two. It seemed obvious that, having been born into a world that gave you the power to talk to others and hear their voices without being physically close to them, the new generations would stay home forever, only leaving it for work that demanded their presence in the flesh. That idea has been proved foolish, and so will the idea of a dystopia full of computer-addicted anti-social zombies. There will always be some activities and answers that will require one to be there on the spot in person. Sometimes things just have to be firsthand and face to face.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

face down

- What did he say?
- Tô nem aí se ele faz sexo com travestis, cara! Tem umas aí que, dizendo "vem, gatinho" deitadinhas de bruços, eu comia feliz da vida, e daí? Se o cara faz gol dentro de campo, tô nem aí pra vida pessoal dele!
- Can you translate it?
- OK. He said: I don't care if he has sex with transvestites, man! There are some of them that, saying "do me, baby" lying face down, I would screw happily, so what? If the guy scores goals inside the field, I don't care about his personal life!
- But I do! Did the tranny leave her phone number? Look at these photos, man!

white balloon

Four shots of whisky. Dress up. Went to drugstore. 30 dollars for two Cialis pills. No prescription needed. Went back. Swallowed one. Called some friends on the phone. No action. Went to Copacabana. The club was not open yet. Went to the other. Looked at the kids that stood in line. One Diet Mate. Decided for the gay club at Ipanema. Stopped at the gay bar for some scotch. Stopped at the pub for some irish whiskey. Some more scotch at the gay club. Danced near a young man. No action. Went back to the second club. Changed his mind and went to Avenida Atlântica. Saw a tall tranny with dark brown hair showing her bare tits to a car. Checked the surroundings two times. Went up to her. They took a cab to a nearby street. Her place looked like a plain clean hotel room. Maybe some personal details, but he could not take his eyes off her. They took their clothes off. He kissed her. She sucked his dick. He fucked her ass for a while. Then jerked himself off. Looked at the little white balloon at the tip of the condom for a moment. She was good at concealing her cock. He never once saw it. She offered to share a spliff. He took three drags. They put their clothes on. Goodbye. Walked to another bar. One more scotch for the road. Got on the bus. Woke up a little sick. Took a shower. Liver medicine. One painkiller pill. Went to a museum. One of the sculptures had white balloons in it. Smiled. Went to the internet.

SILVER

Friday, May 22, 2009

[viadão carioca]

- Hein? Viadão Carioca? Tô dentro!

Diga logo do que gosta

Diga logo do que gosta
Sem ter medo de espantar
Melhor ser feliz agora
Se o futuro se atrasar

Melhor sendo sem demora
Que a tristeza nem encosta
Melhor ser feliz agora
Diga logo do que gosta

[tem gente]

Tem gente que não acredita em nada, só neste mundo. Sem Deus, ou religião, parece claro que nada tem sentido, a não ser que você DECIDA acreditar, por exemplo, que uma vida calma é melhor que uma vida perigosa, e que, por isso, faz sentido tentar ser legal com os outros. Só porque você decidiu acreditar, não quer dizer que isso é a verdade do universo. Mas tem gente que prefere criar sentido pela paranóia. Espero que estejam se divertindo. Porque eu DECIDI acreditar na intuição de que Deus existe, e na idéia de que uma vida divertida é melhor. Ou TENHO A ILUSÃO DE QUE SOU LIVRE PRA DECIDIR, SEI LÁ.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Possibly harmless

[First check result: status uncertain. Possibly harmless] [Full transcript:]
Eu já estou na quarta idade, então quem manda é o ascendente: Capricorno! rsrsrs
[Send it to Beaver. Grena]

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Acme of style

- For some women, the acme of style is dressing like she is a whore to hide the fact that she is one. For some men, the same applies, but "bisexual" is the word.
- You're such a sex worker!

I wish you would fucking change for a change

I wish you would fucking change for a change
I know you don't have to do that
I'm sure this ain't out of your range
But I know life's not like that

But how I wish
Sometimes
If only
Tonight
I wish
I wish you'd give the correct change

Ela escolheu uma Ricardona pra mim

Ela escolheu uma Ricardona pra mim
Disse pra eu me esbaldar
Pra ter o marido na zona
Melhor com quem possa confiar

Onde ela achou a mulher eu não sei
Nem pretendo investigar
Ela diz que é uma velha amiga
Melhor com quem possa confiar

a caixa de sucrilhos

desde o fim até o começo

Saturday, May 16, 2009

[Please don't]

Please don't say you miss the Brazilian Military Rule. I will laugh, but it won't be funny.

[Very interesting]

Very interesting text. I hope the hidden agenda that the author might have does not stop him from truly wanting to change the world in the direction of true democracy.

[My marriage with Akira]

My marriage with Akira was a misunderstanding right from the start (said one woman to another). He said "You marry me? I am quite gay!" and I heard "quiet".

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

[Chama a Joana pra ver]

Chama a Joana pra ver

Chama a Joana pra ver
O amor dela tá brilhando na TV
Botando pra dançar geral
Cantando que o amor é muito natural

Cada um sabe a sua porta
Sabe qual a notícia que lhe importa
Sabe quem é o seu parceiro ideal
Cada um na sua e todos numa legal

[you should]

You should always be very nice and polite so that, if you ever get very aggressive, the shock will be greatly enhanced.

Monday, May 11, 2009

[and]

And then there was a dream the other night where I was walking in the middle of the street in the sun and the buildings were quite low and the cinema was showing some spy movie and I was quite drunk and met this woman and she was even more loaded and we ended up in her house, and there were heads of women lying all over the place, except they were the heads of silicone sex dolls. When I woke up the next morning, she had some friends over, and they were shooting a porn movie, and their kids were wandering about as if they were used to it, and I left in a bit of a shock and then the sun was out again and I felt quite real and started to laugh.

[in this dream]

In this dream I was sucking her dick and then I looked up and she had a big delicious ass instead of her usual great tits and then I was fucking it through a hole that was pink and shined like a star and went right through hear heart and as I gave it to her right into her heart it felt like some hot meat jelly and we exploded as photocosmic paint all over.

ONE THOUSAND GUITARS BEING BORN

Saturday, May 09, 2009

LIVRARIA DA TRAVECA

Rio de Janeiro May 2009

Out of the samba rock cabaret and into the street with her shades on, cold night, pizza parlor, phone a friend, eat meat, drink more scotch, outside the club, drink more scotch, stick her tongue into the mouth of a girl she knows, bye to friend, into the club, drink more scotch, dance with shades on, tell a friend she would marry her at once if she were a man, go home, drink some water, wank off, fall asleep, wake up, go out, have lunch, buy a portable stereo, go home, CD-player doesn't work, return to shop, try to change it for a cheaper one, too much paperwork, give up, leave the stereo and the money there, thanks, go to another shop, get another stereo, it works, wank off with a huge rubber dick halway up her ass, bobbing up and down to the music, take it out, collapse with her ass up, listen to the farts for a while, get up, wash the dildo, take a shower, go outside, into the internet café, write some fiction.

Friday, May 08, 2009

Thursday, May 07, 2009

Wednesday, May 06, 2009

[pelo amor dos ateus]

Pelo amor dos ateus
Controlado desatino
Volto mesmo a ser menino
Digo adeus ao meu adeus

[pelo fato amplamente divulgado]

Pelo fato amplamente divulgado
De nunca jamais ter bebido
Se acha mais que santificado
Sendo apenas moralista
E convencido

[31]

31 do dois
Parece que foi o dia
Eu te conheci
E o mundo virou
Fantasia

31 do dois
Parece que foi o dia
Conheci no ato
O impacto da tua
Alegria

SELF LOVE

SALTO MORTAL

Monday, May 04, 2009

GENTILEZA GUERRA GENTILEZA

[home is where the studio is]

Home is where the studio is. Marcelo Moraes was going to do his first one man show at Casa da Xiclet Galeria, in May 2008, when this video was recorded and edited. Should anybody take seriously an artist who lives so close to Copacabana Beach? You decide.

[check for microcode] [I use this corner]

I use this corner: something's there, she knows it's trash for real.

Melhorou? Se não, me avisa.

[missing heading] [translation] [Já serve de legenda]

Já serve de legenda? Vê aí!

Audio transcript:
[music] - Pass from -- here to where there is more light --

- It will cause a glare up.
- Yeah -- then it will adjust -- Whatch it you don't kick the paitings.
- So, show us the paintings.
- This is the biggest -- so far, y'know?
- This other.
- This is the smallest.
- Very good. Saw it on the web
- Yeah, I scanned it. It fits the scanner -- and this here is more recent.
- Very good!
- And I'm thinking of using that -- object I did for Posição 2004, y'know? As it is a casserole, you can hang it from a wall. Which I like even better --
- The casserole, yeah!
- Remember? With the pink vibrator glued to it with epoxy, a strange thing, and it will be even stranger hanging sideways, for people will have to turn their heads to read sideways from the label it has --
- Good! Very cool!
- So, it's four small walls there, this should be enough. Maybe I'll paint some larger stuff, but I will do it there in São Paulo, buy a large canvas, measure the wall, but it's not very big. Like two by two meters, man. The space --
- But you can do somethhing interesting!
- Yeah, sure, if you tke one of the largest walls, you can, we'll see -- So far, that's it -- we'll see --
[music]
- Nice -- now I am immortalized in --
- But this is a register, man, your studio --
- Ah, yes, imagine, I am immortalized in the history of Brazilian cinema -- a short movie on Marcelo Moraes -- star of generation -- primitive of the new art, like Cèzanne said --
[music]
- Before and After, this one is, y'know?, that cock-shaped soap that I got as a gift -- this here is it before, and after use it got this heart shape --
[music]
- I think it's nice to go back to painting, because then you know what is art inside your home -- because there's things hanging from the wall here that could be a coat or an object, and so? My cleaning lady goes nuts, man, she can't throw away nothing. There is this corner that I use, and if something is there, she knows: this here is trash for real.