First off, i would like to say that the pictures of "street art" you're about to see, which have as a subject the relations of Palestine and Israel, in no way reflect my opinion. Honestly, in this conflict, i support neither side. I don't believe my opinion on the matter counts or that it would be in any way relevant. The reason i have decided to post these is because there is a certain ingenuity and originality which i found to be of interest in showing a contrast between Argentina's Jewish population, the largest in Latin America, and those people who support Palestine.
That said, here is Street Art IV:
"Down with the Zionist massacre against Gaza. Long live the resistance of the Palestinian people".
"Israel out of Palestine".
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
Vignette
This is Plaza Italia. It's a beautiful park filled with small trails, flowers, trees, statues, etc.
It's a very quiet and serene place with greenhouses and a cactus garden/field.
And then there's the...
Kitty?
Oh, kitties. My bad.
What a cute kitty!
Oh, more kitties. Cuties!
It all started to get a bit out of hand, so we decided it would be best to get out of there.
But then we realized we were being followed. How ever did they get so organized?!!! Suddenly we heard a voice say: "Because, they obey ME..."
"You?", we replied with uneasiness. "Who are you?"
In a tone which was all too telling of how amused she was by our confusion she uttered: "I am the Kitty of the Lake. I welcome you, for you have arrived at a most joyous occasion".
"Really?", we muttered. "What would that be?" With a knowing grin on her furry face she proclaimed: "This is the time of the year where we honor our most important Feline God... Pussy Galore".
With horror we realized we had been surrounded.
We noticed how the cats had begun to place themselves in a very peculiar way.
In a sudden burst, the Kitty of the Lake exclaimed: "Bring forth the Sacrificial Human!"
Violently, a woman was ushered towards a concrete surface turned sacrificial altar.
She tried to flee. She ran towards her family...
But it was of no use. They were everywhere. That was when we saw it.
The Castle! Of course. As we came into the park and saw the castle, we couldn't help but notice it had a direct exit to the street.
With no desire to witness the horrible events to follow, we took advantage of the distraction provided by the terrified woman and we made a brake for it.
They gave chase.
They were swift in their pursuit.
But we managed to make it out just in time, not stopping to rest until we were past the gates.
As we walked away from the park, we couldn't help but feel chilled by the collective frustrated roar of the kitties of Plaza Italia.
It's a very quiet and serene place with greenhouses and a cactus garden/field.
And then there's the...
Kitty?
Oh, kitties. My bad.
What a cute kitty!
Oh, more kitties. Cuties!
It all started to get a bit out of hand, so we decided it would be best to get out of there.
But then we realized we were being followed. How ever did they get so organized?!!! Suddenly we heard a voice say: "Because, they obey ME..."
"You?", we replied with uneasiness. "Who are you?"
In a tone which was all too telling of how amused she was by our confusion she uttered: "I am the Kitty of the Lake. I welcome you, for you have arrived at a most joyous occasion".
"Really?", we muttered. "What would that be?" With a knowing grin on her furry face she proclaimed: "This is the time of the year where we honor our most important Feline God... Pussy Galore".
With horror we realized we had been surrounded.
We noticed how the cats had begun to place themselves in a very peculiar way.
In a sudden burst, the Kitty of the Lake exclaimed: "Bring forth the Sacrificial Human!"
Violently, a woman was ushered towards a concrete surface turned sacrificial altar.
She tried to flee. She ran towards her family...
But it was of no use. They were everywhere. That was when we saw it.
The Castle! Of course. As we came into the park and saw the castle, we couldn't help but notice it had a direct exit to the street.
With no desire to witness the horrible events to follow, we took advantage of the distraction provided by the terrified woman and we made a brake for it.
They gave chase.
They were swift in their pursuit.
But we managed to make it out just in time, not stopping to rest until we were past the gates.
As we walked away from the park, we couldn't help but feel chilled by the collective frustrated roar of the kitties of Plaza Italia.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Street Art III
"Prostitution = Paid Rape"
"If he hits you, he doesn't love you"
"There are no coins"
"Injustice"
"Say NO to mandatory heterosexuality"
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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