Movie Miento
Movie Miento is a poetic exploration of Los Angeles history, Latino culture and overall sense of place, darting across LA's physical and psychic borders. It is written by poet and journalist Adolfo Guzman-Lopez.
These are the empty days. Their hours are filled with blank stares past cubicle walls and through tinted windows. The end is not over and the beginning is far from started.
The undocumented fall in love, too.
Two lines inched forward at LA Live next to the Staples Center several hours before the Mexican Independence Day celebrations tonight. Mostly Spanish overheard, in various accents.
He's an acrobat of words, hard-wired from his infancy in Mexico City to reject a singular definition and instead see each palabra as a fork in the road, with multiple paths to leapfrog, skip, duel with, embrace, kiss, or pass up.
Interstate 10 ties Los Angeles to Phoenix.
The middle aged man, George Ramos of Corona, holds his hand out and bows his head. The tips of his fingers remain six inches from the earthen, long-finger-nailed hand of the Tzitzimitl. Apart from wondering what in the world he was doing, what struck me was the invisible. The story lay in the six inch gap between their fingers.
The first stage of World Cup mourning is denial.
Imagine, if you will, Dorothy "Buffy" Chandler dancing in the aisle to Los Tigres del Norte's "Contrabando y traición" at the Disney Concert Hall tonight.
I walked away from the Friday and Saturday Dodgers-Red Sox games feeling like I'd overdosed on colors. I'm warning you now, if you're going to visit Fenway for the first time, be careful there's some bad green going around.
Talking to Elena Poniatowska about In regards to the women there's little to nothing about their contributions. It's always important to talk about forgotten people, people who have not been taken into account, people who've given their lives.
Lots of Gen-X Latinos have been on edge the last few weeks as one of their music icons remains hospitalized. 50-year old Argentine rocker Gustavo Cerati suffered a stroke after a concert in Venezuela on May 15th.
The corner next to the city's first church has been named Paseo Luis Olivares, after the pastor who - twenty five years ago - declared La Placita Church to be a sanctuary for undocumented immigrants.
Having fulfilled their service, these young troops are now ready for the next step: the classroom.
As we approached the two chairs for the author talk, Charles Bowden asked me which one was for the Holy Inquisitor, I replied, this one here is for the bullfighter. As long as there's no bull, he replied.
In 1968 Shifra Goldman, in her early 40s, took the young Chicano filmmaker Jesus Trevino to the rooftop of an Olvera Street building to look into the past and future of L.A. Chicano art. They stared at an art-archeological...
Adolfo Guzman-Lopez tackles the difficult topic of how to report on a murder that can't be solved, only to learn that it's sometimes fiction that offers us the most meaningful answers.
The first book in the Old Testament of contemporary Southern California art is being written under our noses.
The ghost of a socialist, anti-imperialist painter wanders Olvera Street, riding the stationary painted donkey, stealing tacos, and playing with Mexican peasant puppets.
Culture is under siege in Los Angeles. But you won't find many high-end galleries on the endangered species list. That's a distinction reserved for our cultural events and independent arts spaces.
Bassist Jesus Velo wanted to interview one of his idols, El Chicano organist and arranger Bobby Espinosa. Adolfo Guzman-Lopez said he'd hold the microphone, so Velo could do his thing.
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