Sunday, February 27, 2011

Lx Menina e Moça



"Baseada em factos reais, LX Menina e Moça trata a realidade homossexual tendo como pano de fundo as ruas, a arquitectura, os cheiros e a vida de Lisboa

O principal objectivo é ser uma série informativa, para além de entretenimento. Na primeira temporada pretendemos destacar a homofobia e a aceitação individual. É uma série para todo o tipo de jovens: lésbicas, gays, bissexuais, transexuais e heterossexuais entre os 18 e os 30 anos. Pretende desenvolver o conhecimento geral e educar o público para uma melhor aceitação de uma minoria. Todas as vivências e/ou dúvidas serão representadas de forma realista de modo a ajudar a compreender uma realidade que ainda se esconde e vive rodeada de preconceitos."



 Já à bastante tempo que tinha lido sobre esta nova série, embora na altura não soubesse se iria realmente para a frente (tenham em consideração que li sobre isto ainda antes dos castings).
Hoje em conversa veio ao de cima e eu decidi ir dar uma olhadela por aí, ver como as coisas estavam encaminhadas. Ao que parece já só falta arranjar um canal que esteja disposto a comprar.

Eu vou ser bastante sincera.
Cada vez que sou informada de algum filme ou série do género fico sempre de pé atrás. Verdade seja dita, é maior o número de programas/filmes LGBT de má qualidade, ou simplesmente mal conseguidos, do que os decentes. Já aprendi que mais vale não ter grandes expectativas e assim ser surpreendido pela positiva.
Mas quanto a esta série, não sei bem o que pensar.
Eu tenho esperança, muita esperança mesmo, que esta série venha mudar as coisas, que esta seja aquela série que eu vou pensar "Era mesmo disto que nós precisávamos". Até hoje ainda nao houve uma com a qual eu me identificasse a 100%.
Penso que o grande factor que me convence que vai ter um bom resultado é a realizadora de todo o projecto, Zara Pinto. Jovem, lésbica, e alguém com quem vejo aspectos comuns. Acho que estamos em boas mãos pessoal.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

ET





Very much like t.A.T.u. isn't it? That's a good thing though. I like both the original and this cover, a lot.
They both remind me of something, but I can't seem to figure out what exactly. You know, when songs give you that feeling?

Hello!

It sure has been a while.
I miss this but I had been lacking a subject, how is that even possible? I honestly amaze myself sometimes with my lack of initiative.
I should be doing my Portuguese homework for tomorrow but I'm finding myself unable to do it. Extreme lack of will, it pisses me off, I'm not proud of it. Internally I'm kicking my own butt for it but I'm not getting any closer in getting it done.
I really need to go do it, don't I?
Damn.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Developed Film

I already have the films developed but I hadn't had the time to write about it until now.

Suming it up:
The one on the Agfa didn't work out so well, it was already in the camera when I went to use it, must had been there for a few years. Most of the photos were pretty fuzzy and/or unfocused. Remind me to never ever attempt to photograph without a flash while in late afternoon.
On the good side, we found we had some old family-trip photos already in the film which must have been from about 2005 considering how young we all look.



I wasn't too sure who took them but my mom says it can only have been me. It's only logical since it was my camera and my dad was with his Olympus as I could see in one of the other photos.
I actually like them.


Now, about my sweet Canon T70. It must be taken into consideration that I was purposefully using an expired film, it was my intention as these photos were just an experience, a first try at the camera as I've only recently adquired it. Also, I was using a Wide Angle Lens which I love.








I'm actually happy with these. They aren't professional-like or anything over-the-top but I like them, they look vintage. I would say it was well worth it.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Feeling feisty



From the way that you acted
to the way that I felt it
It wasn't worth my time
and now it's sad cause all I missed
wasn't that good to begin with
and now I've started you begging
saying things that you don't mean
it isn't worth my time
a line's a dime a million times
and I'm about to see all of them

Goodbye to you, goodbye to you, you're taking up my time
Goodbye to you, goodbye to you

You call my name when I wake up
to see things go your way
I'm coughing up my time
each drag's a drop of blood a grain
a minute of my life
it's all I've got just to stay down
why the fuck am I still down
I'm hoarding all that's mine
each time I let just one slip by
I'm wasting what is mine

Goodbye to you, goodbye to you, you're taking up my time
Goodbye to you, goodbye to you

My time

My time
My time

I'm about to see a million things
I thought I'd never see before and I
I'm about to do all of the things
I've dreamed of and
I don't even miss you at all

Goodbye to you, goodbye to you, you're taking up my time
Goodbye to you, goodbye to you


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I will promise myself I won't care
distracting myself from your stare
and I've seen this mistake once before
with your games I will never fall for
I've hung up my guns
I won't kill again

I won't forget you (I won't forget you)
I'm not gonna let you win (I'm not gonna...)
but I'm tired of lying
tired of fighting you
and it's not gonna change

You ask for my heart
you know that I'm down
but not the way you lie to me,
you tear it all apart and beg for me to stay
I've sailed off to sea (sailed off to sea),
I'm not coming back

I won't forget you (I won't forget you)
I'm not gonna let you win (I'm not gonna...)
but I'm tired of lying
tired of fighting you
and it's not gonna change

Counting down
Make that sound
And you know it makes no sense
Counting down
Till you mess around
And I know you can't ever change
When I'm trembling,
Thrown overboard
And I'm ready to relive the past
Counting down
Make that sound
Break the silence

Pretend it's not forever,
I'll pull myself together
I'll say that I'll forget her,
I'll breathe.
And I'll say she never hurt me,
And look at it as learning,
And laugh about the good and the bad.
Because I won't live forever
We don't belong together,
I know I'll feel better,
One day when I can make it through.

I won't forget you (I won't forget you)
I'm not gonna let you win (I'm not gonna...)
but I'm tired of lying
tired of fighting you
and it's not gonna change (It's not gonna change)

I won't forget you (Counting down...)
I'm not gonna let you win (Counting down...)
but I'm tired of lying
tired of fighting you
and it's not gonna change

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I love both these bands, it's ironic how such different songs can make me feel the same.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Spring, I miss you

Today was such a wonderful day, it was like Spring arrived earlier! And I love Spring.
As such wonderful days usually do, today inspired me to finally write. You wanna know what was it exactly that I decided to talk about? And it's not about the two colour films I went to get developed (I'm so excited!).

This is what:



I am absolutely crazy about these Volkswagen vans, and today for some reason, two of these happened to pass by me. It's not an often occurence, we lack cool hippie and rastafari people around here. And all the good stuff that comes with such.
This, along with my desire to go to Sudoeste Festival this year, got me thinking of what a huge mingle of tastes I posesse.

I enjoy urban art, dirty-looking city buildings covered in graffittis, losing myself in crowds with heavy music blowing my eardrums; the country, sitting peacefully listening to acoustic music with the sun warming my skin, writing, even drawing in my notebook, or as I take long strides while photographing; the beach, watching the waves come and go, reggae music playing in my ear and that feeling we get in the summer as if the days were infinite; sitting in my room drawing, listening to songs that get me overwhelmed with feelings.








I could spend days naming things I enjoy. Maybe I'll start making lists, what do you think about that?
I hope your day was as beautiful as mine.