The first word I learned to say is guaita. My paternal grandmother would take me for a walk in the trolley, and as we wandered around she would point at things with her finger and say: “Guaita Laia, guaita!”. She spoke a particular Catalan, she would say guaita instead of mira (look at). Guaitar means to watch carefully, analysing what is observed. Vigilant. Jo guaito 👀️ 

/ˈgwaj.tə/ 




ABOUT

NOTEBOOK 💬️

RESEARCH BIENNALE

Alternative Explorer Performs an Algofiction


SAN MEI GALLERY

Collective Ritual of Longing


DIS/CONNECT

Communication in the Age of Isolation


METAL

El Arte de Hackear


MANIFEST INFÀNCIA I PANTALLES

El risc de les pantalles


ON THE DESK

ADG Laus


HANDLE WITH CARE

Actas BAU Design Forum 2017


© 2023 Laia Miret



anna and roser

'short poem' by kurt vonnegut

two little good girls
watchful and wise –
clever little hands
and big kind eyes –
look for signs that the world is good,
comport themselves as good folk should.
they wonder at a father
who is sad and funny strong,
and they wonder at a mother
like a childhood song.
and what, and what
do the two think of?

of the sun
and the moon
and the earth
and love.