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The year of Bruce Lee…and I welcomed it in Seattle, where his and his son Brandon gravesite are to be found. On a more delightful and playful mood, here it is how the next year will be.

2012: What will happen.

JANUARY: Someone named Theresa will have my glasses on the 1st day of the year, I will get them back on the 2nd. Will watch The Godfather and think about moving to a lil village in Sicily. I will fly back to Berlin, instead, with no delays, and even if I get stuck in London I won´t be able to see Pec, because she will be working and BA will make me fly in the afternoon. Also I won´t be able to see Cruz as she would still be in Madrid. Will go to Henry Rollins gig with my mate Sam. Will join a Crossfit gym or start long distance running, altogether with Power Yoga and Chi Kung with my friend Pablo. And I will stick to it. Stalk the fancy people at Berlin fashion week. Specially heterosexual men.

FEBRUARY: One month no smoke.Think to go back to fashion biz, and discard it. I will be working my ass off, for petty coins, it will be freezing and snow will break in. The Bright Tradeshow won´t send me the press pass, and I would tell their corporate asses to stay away from the true spirit of skateboarding and all boarding sports: FREEDOM you fools. I will be single yet again in St. Valentine´s day but getting lots of good sex.  I will tour with Pec, or at least I will be in London. I can write now…oh no hold it, that´s an illusion.

MARCH: Biz takes off. Like seriously. Find a nice, cheap apartment in Moabit or Treptower Park, because I can´t live with the NK hip anymore, and I need nature. Although I might reconsider it and stay close to my friends in da hood.  We will jump into Spring, the season most hated. I will be allergic starting next month and single. Will wish to go to Japan, to say goodbye to friend Aitana, but I will be working my ass off and poor. Fidel Castro dies. The end of an era. Tresca´s birthday.

APRIL:  I will be on B2 of Deutsch, and able to have a decent conversation. At least. Or talk nonsense with a nice accent. I will be making millions.And writing a lot. Will be almost fit, back to a normal 125 pounds and eating good. I might get a boyfriend, just for the sake of having a boyfriend. Wait no, I have no time. My mother´s birthday.

MAY: Go to London, to be amazed by this in case i can´t make it to ATP. Buy a rodie to run with friends Sam and Marta. Enjoy two days of sun for the first time since arrival. Get amazingly cured from allergy, and enjoy Spring. Ha. I will buy my ticket to India. Go somewhere to surf and chill.

JUNE: Will go to Ibiza to pay a quick visit to my parents and my dog, chill at the beach and smoke weed…NO wait…this is my 5th month no smoking…anything. Crack included. Will get my hair cut at my favourite hairstylist in San Antoni, a Scottish sexy man.Second time I will cut my hair in the year, probably last. On my way there, a  quick stop in Madrid to see friends, meet Tresca´s daughter, Molly than by then will be sleep trained and actually walking. She will probably hold a MBA in Business, as well.

JULY: We will have two days of summer, and everyone in Berlin will run to the lakes. Will go to the Berlin Fashion Week, and maybe bump into Angelica. I will get a smartphone, because it is about time. Will have lots of work and make lots of money. New twist in the occupying movement, now revolution is coming late fall, right before the World ends. We will have a Green November instead of a Red October.

AUGUST : Will work even more, write even more, and ride a whole lot more. Will go to my brother´s wedding in India, and celebrate my 32 years of age with friends and family in southern India. I will celebrate in Chennai my brother´s wedding, and will cry a lot, dance a lot and hug people a lot. Hang out with friends and family. Feel much love.

SEPTEMBER: Travel to Kerala, to stay in an ashram for a month. Get my first yoga teacher training. Write a lot.

OCTOBER: Meet up with my friend Rodrigo in Nepal, to trek the Himalayas. Will stay there for a while, and meet interesting people, in the amazing land. One week volunteer in Lhasa. Revolution is coming.

NOVEMBER: We are taking the streets, and there is a global change a conscious change. Will most likely move to Malaysia or India, on a new job position. Book publishing deal. Get married, because some say the end of the World is near. And I will rethink my position and actually get married.

DECEMBER: Will spend Christmas with my family for the first time in two years. …….

So that´s it. Read also this  post about how to face the New Year.

Loads of love and aspirations.



Before melting into exhaustion and what seems to be heat holocaust, last PHOTO issue fell into my thirsty eye, thanks to the lovely Angelica, a streetstyle freelance photographer and fashion journalist.

Found the photography of Thomas Millet, so refreshing…so liberating, in a week full of clothes and fashion.

Break free. Break free. Break free.

Besides the excellent work of Millet, yesterday I jumped from the piranha pit onto the sharks pits. And this deserves another post.

Loads of love, free your heart and your body will follow.



New discovery. Funny how I used to cut and dye my hair for years…now I like going to Sonia my hairdresser in Madrid…need to find a Turkish girl here in Berlin-OH.

Anyhow..jewel. Click on image below.

Loads of love and good readings.



P.S. Could anyone mail me the complete series of X-Factor, please…I really feel like reading it, and by no means I´ll do so in German. Na-ah.

I enjoy my body, I like giving myself long stares in the nude, in the intimacy of the aftershower. I like my body, because it´s femenine, and unique, not perfect, but it´s all mine …most of the time.

I have always had the wild desire of being one of those Newton´s models, ferocious and sensous women, not as objects but as power holders, independent, defying it all in the impossible high heels.

I love my body because it gives me endless pleasure to the senses. And am thankful for that.

All this body liking issue, has taken part of my flight time to Berlin, since I found out that starting June 11th at the Helmut Newton Foundation, you can see the work of Alice Springs (pseudonym for June Newton, pretty nice name of the mister´s wife).

Loads of love, and do what body likes.



P.S. I have been busy listening to everyone, surfing and falling in and out of love. But am already back in the crack. Stay tuned, riot coming.

Breathe. Mountains.Russian cameras. Light. Faded colours.

I like Tatia´s series.

Loads of love.



You, yeh you…you´re nothing but a loser. Now how´s that spelled? T-E-M-P-L-E-T-O-N. Ed Templeton is not an artist, is a pro skateboarder, having his own playground in the form of Toy Machine. Ed Templeton is not an artist, he just happens to be a bit of a white trash kiddo from sunny fucked up Cali, that lived in a trailer park. Ed Templeton is not an artist, he is just one of those fanatics not eating dead animals, a vegan. Ed Templeton is not an artist, he just happens to make some amazing pictures like the ones in Teenage Smokers, The Golden Age of Neglect.

Ed Templeton is not an artist, he happens to be into graphics, drawing and the likes and tours the world with the Beautiful Losers exhibit.

Check for yourself, he is not an artist, just a loser…driving a lame ass car. Married to the same woman for almost 20 years.

Please don´t miss this great article at Tum Yeto.

California Love…and Happy V Day!



UPDATE: CocreatEd new vegan skateshoes.

To combine the aesthetics of image with the narrative need of telling a story, to look beyond the beauty of a captured image…and understand, what we are being told; is a task that requires a certain amount of mastery. Sylvain through his work, reaches that mastery and so we thank him. As a photographer and photojournalist, with a like for social topics, we have the opportunity to enjoy his view of a faceted world. Not to say that he is the type of person, you surely want to treat for New Year´s Eve dinner, but only if you want to have a big laugh and a great time.

Check his fantastic work…allez, allez!