law grrrl

law student...finding solace in solitude. queer chamorrita, learning the art of practicing self-love. CROSSING BORDERS on the daily, socalifas por vida, puromexicoenmicorazón.

Cine mudo:
No es que le falte sonido,
es que tiene el silencio.

—Fina García Marruz. (via vueltaygiro)

(via vueltaygiro)

theatlantic:

The Writing on Mexican Walls Isn’t Graffiti — It’s ‘Vernacular Branding’

In central Mexico, walls are invitations to party. Since 1960, bardas de baile (loosely translated as “music walls”) have illuminated exurban and rural areas with colorful, hand-painted advertisements for music, dances, and carnivals. Although these work of homemade graphic design share some of the characteristics of graffiti, they are not tags - and they are tolerated by the authorities. The new book Mexican Wall Painting: Bardas De Baile (Ghost & Co., New York) by Patricia Cué, a designer and design teacher at San Diego State University, examines these expressive painted letterings and the subcultures that have developed around them.
Read more. [Image: Ghost & Co.]

theatlantic:

The Writing on Mexican Walls Isn’t Graffiti — It’s ‘Vernacular Branding’

In central Mexico, walls are invitations to party. Since 1960, bardas de baile (loosely translated as “music walls”) have illuminated exurban and rural areas with colorful, hand-painted advertisements for music, dances, and carnivals. Although these work of homemade graphic design share some of the characteristics of graffiti, they are not tags - and they are tolerated by the authorities. The new book Mexican Wall Painting: Bardas De Baile (Ghost & Co., New York) by Patricia Cué, a designer and design teacher at San Diego State University, examines these expressive painted letterings and the subcultures that have developed around them.

Read more. [Image: Ghost & Co.]

(via fuckyeahmexico)

Yo realmente amaba sus silencios,
eran sus pausas, sus labios,
era una pequeña espera
entre aquello que iba a decir
y lo que yo esperaba.

—Vuelta y Giro. (via vueltaygiro)

(via vueltaygiro)

Alma oscura

poesiaembrujada:

La madrugada fría y la fémina en soledad.
Tu mirada oscura díficil para poder escapar.

Una noche entera de pensamientos malgastados.
Sus deseos tirados al mar como papel mojado.

Sin destino de llegar al punto de descubrir.
Un naufragio eterno la lleva hacia donde ti

Llega a una isla desierta no apta para refugiarse.
Nada puede contemplarse,
Arena negra, noche sin luna llena.

Dejando el cielo en completa oscuridad.
Sus deseos de quedarse dejandola en completa soledad.

(via vueltaygiro)

Si el universo ,
puede ser
la mayor alegoría
de todo lo que puede
ser considerado
como espíritu
se puede decir
que la anhelo
con todas las galaxias,
materia gris ,
y sistemas planetarios
que atómicamente
llevo dentro de mí.

—Agujero negro- Francisco J Quintana (via extasisfilosofico)

The girl felt like she was opening like a carnivorous flower, emitting demonic perfumes to attract her man like a Venus’s-flytrap, crushing him, swallowing him, digesting him, and finally spitting out the splinters of his bones.

Daughter of Fortune, Isabel Allende (via ladespeinada)

(via chicanafem)