One week ago I was back in Cambridge for the Media in Transition conference at MIT. Returning to the constellation of cities that compose the metropolitan area of Boston is always great. I enjoy a lot the kind of conversations, encounters, and trajectories I can have there. It is an excellent place for net-weaving, [...]
The development and popularization of the Global Positioning System (GPS), satellite navigation, and digital mapping, are transforming the way in which we imagine, encounter, and experience the city. Before we used to navigate with the aid of physical landmarks, paper maps and face-to-face advise from other citizens. Nowadays we can navigate with the help [...]
It feels great to be back in a diverse and cosmopolitan city. Walking the streets, flaneuring, drifting, getting lost in the crowd, are always re-energizing. Like a boost of freedom and power. Although this time I couldn’t walk walk Chicago that much due to my participation in the DML conference. I did have enough [...]
Llamas are amusing. Their faces and glance have a gesture that somehow makes them human. They are elegant, serious, and calm. They also have a very formal posture and they movements are sophisticated. They march as marionettes. In Colombia, the country where I grew up, the llamas are not as popular as in Peru, [...]
This picture of la bibliothèque nationale de France I took last summer reminds me of Tati’s Playtime a lot. Although the architecture of this library has been criticized by many, I like the meta relationships that the building suggests between form and content.
One of the highest lakes in the Andes is located in the south of Colombia, in the region of Nariño, at 2820 meters over the sea level. The tribe of Quiyasingas who used to live in this area before the Spaniards arrived, called this lake La Cocha, which simply means the lake. La Isla [...]
The first time I saw them was in 2010, attached to the metal railings of the Pont des Arts in Paris. They looked mysterious and out of context. Over the metal surface of their body one could see handwritten names. Names of lovers over padlocks attached to a bridge. What a curious thing I [...]