Showing posts with label octi_17. Show all posts
Showing posts with label octi_17. Show all posts

Monday, 19 November 2007

Internet in your life!

What do you use Internet for?


Nowadays, the internet is used by almost everyone. The web brings you a lot of solutions, from working to studying or just for cooking. Generally, I use this method for having fun whit my friends. I download music and I play computer games, like Counter Strike or Age of Empires. I also use it for searching restaurants and bars where I could go, places where I can go swimming or doing different types of sports.

When I’m alone, and nobody of my family can tell me how to arrive to a particular place, I search in the Internet for maps, and bus directory’s to help me by myself. The internet also brings me a big advantage whit the “Messenger”, because is the only way I have to talk whit my friends of France gratuitously, without paying thousands of dollars in phone cards.

There are many ways of using the web, but, what’s yours?

Saturday, 22 September 2007

The popular art


We can give the name grafiti, grafito or graffiti to the different ways of inscription or painting,
generally under private or public property like walls, vehicles, doors, and most of all skate parks. In the common language, graffiti also includes what we call drabs: the result of painting on walls signs, frequently with political or social content, without the permission of the owner of the property. We can also call graffiti the slogans that have been popularized with that technique, for example the phrase that has been used in May ´68 in Paris, France: “Under the cobbles is the beach”.
The expression “graffiti” is also used for referring to an artistic movement, different to painting or qualified as a subcategory of it. In my own opinion, I don’t really like graffiti, because it is considered an important element in the hip-hop culture, something that I hate. However, I have to admit that people who make graffiti pieces are really artists. I do not like that all the people who make graffiti are influenced by the culture of the United States. What I want to say is that the graffiti is not an art form that has been created in our country, on the contrary, it is an expression that has became famous some years ago, thanks to the strong influence of the American capitalism in Argentina, something that is impossible to stop nowadays.
In spite of all these setbacks, what I like about graffiti’s is that they always show the social moment that the society is living getting in touch with feelings through the colours, designs and slogans that are written. All the reasons that I have just stated plus the fact that I have never draw anything, can demonstrate that I could never made a graffiti or any other sort of art expression that can damage the public space. I found this graffiti in the Mitre train station between Nuñez and Rivadavia. If you like it, you must go and see it!

Wednesday, 5 September 2007

Recoleta cemetery´s


A lovely place where I like going, is the cemetery of Recoleta. This cemetery was founded in 1822 and it’s the place where a lot of presidents and national heroes have been buried. I like the cemetery because I appreciate his architecture orientated to the European architecture of the seventeen century. Inside the cemetery there is a lot of flours and the air is very pure. When I am inside, I can feel very relaxed, and I feel that my soul is in a perfect harmony whit myself. Sometimes I just sit over a stone close to a big mausoleum and I stay there thinking about the people I love.

Here there is a poem about the cemetery that I loved; I’ve just translated by my own so it is possible that it has a lot of mistakes. Anyway, here it is!

The life and the death by Susana Espósito

Recoleta, a district so ambivalent, on the one hand life, on the other one death.Bars, restaurants, flowering parks, craftsman fairs, people laughing . The death looks at them silently, on the other side, peace from cemetery. Behind his walls, rest the valiant,poets, sportsmen’s, several presidents, catch the mystery of young girls, the history of love and sleeping beauty. Angels watch over their shattered dreams, swords rest, those that so much had fought, laurels crown the achieved glories martyrdom palms, embitter tears. An anchor wants to be reinforced in the earth; she ignores the mystery that death shut in, and the mother’s son who watches whit a sweet look, bless everyone who arrives to his eternal dwelling.

This is a link for a website where you can go if you are interested in founding more information about Recoleta cemetery:

Here there is another link, this time you can see a video about de cemetery:

Sunday, 26 August 2007

Hi everybody, my name is Octavio and I’m seventeen years old. I live in Buenos Aires with my mother and my sister. When I have free time, I like doing sport and playing with my dog. I also enjoy listening free jazz and blues. I have lots of friends with whom i share good times going to bars, to the cinema, or simply going to walk over the park.