Juicy Mustang.

And why not? I love this picture. Let that be the blog.

Oh joy.

With a title like that, you know you’re in for a treat. This weekend was spent in the cuspid of joy and relaxation, without cares and troubles just rolling down beer bottles like beads of perspiration. Which always makes me inspired and meditative, mostly about the meaning of joy. Oh, you shouldn’t question joy, some might say, but not I. I accept joy, obviously but I also want to know how to integrate the feeling into everything I do, including work, fixing that odd noise in my steering wheel and housecleaning duties. Well, it seems to me the integrating isn’t all that hard, there are things we are meant to do, some of them may be small, but all of them mean something to someone and will in turn change others. My profession is very obvious about it, we can have our work in front of millions of people in a few seconds, and out there for everyone to delight on the sugar-free flavors of eye candy.

That brings joy into my career, that is why charging was an issue from the start, sure I want to make money, but I understand what design means to me, as a medium, as a way to communicate myself. I think mostly I charge for the hassle of dealing with a client, cause the work is rarely impossible to do. I think we can all find joy in our lifes, all the time, in many different ways. Someone to hold, someone who will make a brownie for you, playing a game all day, watching a good movie, drinking a nice beer, I never want to take happiness for granted.

Will I ever stay on subject?

El querer y el amar.

Antes de poder decir “te amo” se dice “te quiero”, despues se dice “te quiero mucho” y ya los dos saben lo que significa y es cuestión de quien lo dice primero. Solía pensar que era el hombre el que lo decía de primero, pero a las mujeres se les escapa mucho mas rapido.

Ultimamente mi mente tiene unas preguntas importantes para postularme, y son un reto bastante interesante. Mi manera de ver mi carrera es simple, quiero hacer diseño gráfico, quiero hacerlo muy bien. Si ese es mi enfoque, todo se acomoda a mis deseos. Porque el universo nos da lo que pedimos, y hay que pedirlo muy bien. Pero tambien existen otras personas, y nuevas oportunidades de trabajo que traen con ellas muchas responsabilidades [Ver Blog titulado: Responsible]. Y entonces debo aprender a manejar a la gente, lo cual no me interesa, es algo innato, yo me encargo de lo que yo se hacer, si las otras personas no tienen el deseo de hacerlo, no es mi problema… esa es parte de mi filosofía porque yo creo que si yo tengo el deseo de hacer las cosas bien, entonces todos podemos tener el deseo de hacer las cosas bien. continuara…

One Breath.

I did my first freediving immersion today, 60 feet to a sunken wreck… amazing. My instructor Jaime and I were out out for about 4 hours taking turns, the whole buddy system. It was one of the most rewarding experiences I’ve ever had. There is nothing more profoundly your own than your breath, your mind and your body, going down to 60 feet is something I never expected or desired, it was not a goal, it was just something to do. But when you are so far down, by yourself, with noone else to help you, you face your fear. At first I was totally panicked, I was brought back to a day in Florence when I completely lost my mind when I realized I was alone in this world. That was the feeling I faced again, with one breath, far under the surface, I made my peace, I realized I was special to myself, that I had proven something, even if by the posting of these comments I have yet to understand exactly what it was.

I must first reach the end before I can begin.

I open my blog with the end of the world.

For those of you at home, or very far from imported beer, I would like to introduce you to “La Fin Du Monde”. This beer ladies and gentlefolks is the best beer ever. Now, this is no beer blog, I can tell you that much, and I am no beer fanatic, but after drinking this fine delicate brew, getting arrested by the cops and facing jail time, I have decided that it lives up to its name and will always make my list of “get fucked up quick” drinks. Tasty, amber-colored and friggin’ Canadian, for the love of heaven. This is why, my first blog entry ever comes in the perfectly shaped curves of an imported delicacy.

Hold your breath.

I guess I should start with my name, but what does it really matter. Just read about it in the About section. I just want to put up a picture that I love, taken by someone who has some of my favorite pics and who has a great sense of humor. This is an image of my latest passions, combined. Freediving and Annemarie. Guess who won…