That’s how it starts
We go back to your house
We check the charts
And start to figure it out

And if it’s crowded, all the better
Because we know we’re gonna be up late
But if you’re worried about the weather
Then you picked the wrong place to stay
That’s how it starts

And so it starts
You switch the engine on
We set controls for the heart of the sun
one of the ways we show our age

And if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up
And I still don’t wanna stagger home
Then it’s the memory of our betters
That are keeping us on our feet

You spent the first five years trying to get with the plan
And the next five years trying to be with your friends again

You’re talking 45 turns just as fast as you can
Teah, I know it gets tired, but it’s better when we pretend

It comes apart
The way it does in bad films
Except in parts
When the moral kicks in

Though when we’re running out of the drugs
And the conversation’s winding away
I wouldn’t trade one stupid decision
For another five years of life

You drop the first ten years just as fast as you can
And the next ten people who are trying to be polite
When you’re blowing eighty-five days in the middle of France
Yeah, I know it gets tired only where are your friends tonight?

And to tell the truth
Oh, this could be the last time
So here we go
Like a sales force into the night

And if I made a fool, if I made a fool, if I made a fool
on the road, there’s always this
And if I’m sewn into submission
I can still come home to this

And with a face like a dad and a laughable stand
You can sleep on the plane or review what you said
When you’re drunk and the kids leave impossible tasks
You think over and over, “hey, I’m finally dead.”

Oh, if the trip and the plan come apart in your hand
Tou look contorted on yourself your ridiculous prop
You forgot what you meant when you read what you said
And you always knew you were tired, but then
Where are your friends tonight?

Where are your friends tonight?
Where are your friends tonight?

If I could see all my friends tonight
If I could see all my friends tonight
If I could see all my friends tonight
If I could see all my friends tonight

Mas Ortega conseguiu trazer para o presente a mesma proposta. Ele desmonta as coisas para montar o contexto cultural ou social em que elas foram produzidas de um jeito bonito, interessante. Ortega fala de coisas que ficaram no passado ou de padrões de consumo sem ser pentelho, nostálgico ou engajado.

Nas fotos abaixo, ele desmontou um fusca da Volkswagen e criou uma experiência estética que transcende a galeria e te leva para o contexto cultural e econômico dos objetos. Não faz você viajar no tempo?

Gostou e quer saber como ele brinca de desmontar outras coisas? Passa lá na White Cube .

Eu não curti muito, mas o site deles está bem legal.

Vai que a gente acha coisa bacana por lá?

Faça uma lista “preciso muito”.

Inspire-se.

Inspire-se na make, na pose, no cabelo, nas cores. Inspire-se até se não gostar!

Porque treinar o olhar nunca é demais.

Olha que lindo!

Um oferecimento Sur la Table.

Olha a riqueza dos desenhos? E as caveira? Coroas?

Além de que, fora essa edicao especial, a Bisazza tem vários mosaicos incríveis. Dá uma conferida.

Eu me sinto mais rica só de olhar. Confere esses candelabros do palácio de Versailles e me diz se você também enriquece com os olhos.

Se inspirô?

Melhor olhar. Patrizia Pepe. Quem?