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Let me know about you

Fri, 03 Dec 2010 13:50:00 +0100

Went into the crowded room with many new faces, 1st of the few days we were going to spend together… Sitting with different people every day and even talking with them, I wouldnt be able to remember their names, and barely their faces. I´m like that, not on purpose, not a gift, maybe too many changes in my life?

Yeah that happens to me so that I try to change it but there is only 1 way as far as I know; I need to know something about you, something special and not common that makes you unique, that your father is from Sweden, that 3 years ago your dog died on a car accident, that your new life without your 10-year exgirlfriend seems a second life or whatever.. be different and share something that cares to you, there will be a free spot in everyone´s mind.

This is how we delivered an (intangible + tangible) gift, a...

Fri, 22 Oct 2010 00:09:00 +0200

This is how we delivered an (intangible + tangible) gift, a story-telling video.

En español: http://www.enriqueserrano.es/surprise-surprise/

nevver: Tatsuro Kiuchi

Thu, 23 Sep 2010 21:08:18 +0200

nevver:

Tatsuro Kiuchi

seanbonner: I support these New Bike Lane Graphics

Fri, 27 Aug 2010 14:23:39 +0200

seanbonner:

I support these New Bike Lane Graphics

Special light, real color, once in life

Wed, 14 Apr 2010 17:59:00 +0200

3,00 am at the outskirts of the city. Under a streetlight they start a conversation:

What would you say the color of that car is?

She stared at the old Taunus for a while..

It´s green, she said

He pointed to the car with the light. It was blue rather than green.

Oh, seems blue now! Damn

With people goes the same. Generally our lives are normal, nothing extraordinary. Then an special situation comes and we get surprises.

One day, that guy who was always making jokes and seems kind of immature (the one guy you give a shit) gets involved in a bike accident and suddenly appears a cold blood minded one that knows what to do… The strong guy collapses in tears, loosing emo-control and shaking hands when he gets robbed at the dark corner. An awesome negotiator shows up when it comes to her mother´s life at a hospital context.

Those extra-ordinary situations represent an special light that arrives no asking, with no mercy, sometimes just once in a life. That special light will reveal the true color, the real face.. of you, of the others.

Would you get the jewels of a dead person if you knew no one was going to know?
Where do you prefer to be: at the risk of loosing a family, or at the risk of loosing money.

In the every-day life we don’t need to ask ourselves these questions, but one day special light will come and force you to choose, real color will arise.

Superchick falling and my prejudices

Wed, 03 Mar 2010 09:09:00 +0100

Rainy day in Almería. Completely wet I park my scooter in the main city center, looking for a building where my friend waits for me…I walk fast with my helmet on and a folder in my hand. 6.30 pm and suddenly there is nobody in the street but a tall, model-look like girl.

She´s walking in the same direction as me. I check her out: long boots with ultra high-~~hills~~ heels, wearing red and short skirt, fitting a black jacket, she´s walking slow and notoriously moving her hips under an umbrella. I dont see her face but I can put her in that drawer of my mind.

I am like 25 meters behind her and about to arrive to the building.

Something calls her attention, a shop window I guess. As if I was watching a slow-motion video on youtube, I see her slipping in that shiny marble and granite pavement. Her butt hits the ground and for a second I see a suffering face.

What I did: immediately turn to the left and look to whatever thing could be there; a wall, a window, a poster… there was a (closed) bank; I pretended to look for someone inside… 10 seconds later I dare to look again. She was inside the shop, I suppouse.

And I wondered… why I didn’t run to help that girl?

I guess my brain decided that the best way to help her was making her believe that nobody saw her fall in that wet ground.

Preconceived beliefs… about pretty chicks.