As Balthazar started the theme of random magic moments, I felt the inspiration to put down to paper (i’m oldschool, so that means “to transform into a bunch of soulless pixels on the screen“) a story that happened in…well, let’s say August. I’m actually experiencing a period of time paradoxes, so don’t even try to ask me what happened when, you’ll get only incoherent mumbling as an answer.
Random ideas usually lead to random actions in random places, so as a consequence of a VERY random day I happened to find myself on one of the main squares of my city (the Manege square, if you, my dear reader, are somehow familiar with Moscow topography.) And while we were hanging around the place, I noticed a wedding procession in the corner of the square. As I had to finish a film on my infamous Monstercamera, I decided to get closer and maybe get a few photos. Taking photos of strangers always was my favorite thing about portrait shootings, so why miss a chance?
While the bride was posing for another photographer, I made a photo of her. She noticed that and smiled widely. And something (maybe my own little duende sitting behind my back – yeah, living so close to the Spanish culture for the half of my life has its contagious things:)) made me say loudly a quote from Federico García Lorca’s “Blood wedding”: “La novia, la blanca novia, hoy doncella, mañana señora.” (“The bride, the white bride, today a girl and tomorrow a mistress”). She looked at me with a glimpse of surprise in her eyes, then smiled even more and…said the next cue from that play. Exactly.
I never happened to know why did she know that play so good, but this small accident left a warm feeling in my mind for a long time. And the photo came out pretty good, actually, like a little regard from the twenties.
"La novia, la blanca novia..."
Today something very inspiring happened – like very many things in my life - out of a clear sky.
When I was at a coffee shop, whom with people around the globe are familiar with & addicted to and the beverages are astronomically UNcheap (no this word doesn’t exist in English but I use it anyway), I had an extremely pleasant exchange of looks. You have to imagine it like this: I was in the red armchair with a book, my iPod, a gingerbread latte tall probably decaf with no whipped cream on it (bad barista forgot about it) which was pretty nice but not worth the 7.40 dollars, vis-à-vis two “rows” of chairs and then the wall which in front of two really good looking girls were sitting.
Of course I saw them and subconsciously began to act a little differently.
So while I was reading and nipping for about 40 minutes on my latte, I stole many glances, dark and filled with allusions of seductiveness, sometimes smiled temptingly because of my book (Mercure by Amélie Nothomb). And yes I did have their full attention. Even though they did inconspicuously talk, it was obvious that it was about that blonde, handsome man on the red settle, absorbed by his book and throwing juicy looks.
How do I know? I think this picture says it all:
After a pause from an extended shopping tour with my best friend, we sat down on a little bench. And then…there were these three ubercool people walking by – all with the same boots. So after a short discussion with my friend about whether I should go and ask them for a little shot – unfortunately only with a cellphone camera – I decided to do it. After a big compliment to them about their really cool and also revealing style, they agreed & posed. Like this, the first episode of Pvite originated.
What the hell is Pvite? Good question and you deserve an answer.
So Pvite is the new photo-series by Anna & Balthazar. In regular bases we will post photos of the cool side of life here on Coolositable. Just subscribe to the RSS feed and you’ll get a notification when a new episode arrives.
Dear reader,
Thanks to the power and intelligence of the writer of this blog article you will get over your crisis. It doesn’t care if it is spring, your midlife, christmas, your birthday, your wedding anniversary, New Year’s Eve, Halloween, the day of ties, the day when the next Michael Bay movie comes out or the discovery of your neighbor’s new lawn mower that seems better than your one, even though you live in the city and don’t have a garden. Proclaimed, serious or just some little shit – with this guide you’ll get over it.
But you must follow the rules strictly. You’ll fail if you don’t. When you are in one of these crises, it’s important (because compassion and devotion WILL follow, which will make you more lovable) and a good way to show the world that you are the most pathetic and compassion arousing person on earth you are fricking fucking fucked.
BUT LET’S BEGIN, BEFORE YOU DROWN IN YOUR OWN BOREDOM.
Step one: Stay at home on your sofa with your baggy pants on and watch SuperNanny.
Step two: Keep doing it until there’s a fat-puddle that forms because you never wash your hair and body in general. Of course you don’t eat anything good. ONLY eat fish and chips, stuff outta your fridge and tons of icecream.
Step three: Watch Transformers and A Fish Called Wanda and cry because those movies are crimes to the dignity of cinema.
Step four: Invite and tell your friends, spread sulkiness, because everyone will love you to distraction for getting into your mess. Eat a cold, fat-dripping chicken over your dishwasher and get your friends to watch you do that.
Step four: Download the song I hate Jed Davis, He Sucks, and He’s Gay and other songs by the band Anal Cunt and only listen to them. 5 hours. After various laugh attacks you’ll see that you’re stupid and you should fuck yourself for doing the last four steps. Then you get over the ruddy shit and clean the shit up and your life will go on increasingly better than before. If there’s a downturn in the life after – just think of your crisis and listen to Anal Cunt. You’ll be surprised how good it works.
Step five: Comment below :)
Sincerely yours,
the anti-crisis Balthazar
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