este cartel de Vorm Gevers  en el museo Stedelijk

http://www.creativereview.co.uk/cr-blog/2008/august/reprinting-a-classic-wim-crouwels-vormgevers

a quien le gusta que lo etiqueten! pero para vivir bien hay que estar etiquetado?

Homosexual men are up in arms at the stream of birdwatchers, tooled-up with ultra sensitive telescopes and binoculars, who are descending on the Nieuwe Meer area to peep at our now infamous Green Heron. De Gaykrant (a newspaper) complains that since our heron has chosen this spot, homosexual men are more likely to meet other men clad in anoraks and carrying bird books, rather than other homosexual men. Meanwhile, Amsterdam's prostitutes are planning to export their service to major German cities of Frankfurt, Hamburg and Berlin during the World Cup soccer tournament. Market forces are the name of this particular game, according to Metje Blaak of the tradespersons federation Guild of Prostitutes.

Our Green Heron hit the national news at the weekend, and hoards of twitchers from as far and wide as the United States of Belgium have decended on the animal. I feel sure that the non-birdy press coverage is not so much about the bird, as the behaviour of the twitchers themselves. Green Heron seems fine, she only gets worried when birds of prey circle above her. But this bird can hide underwater. Be prepared for snorkelling birders in the Nieuwe Meer…

Butorides virescens, as this rarest of visitors is called in Latin, should beware of Rita Furr-Donk, arch-vixen of the Butchers and Shopkeepers party VVD. She is also the Minister for Kicking Out All Foreigners. Butorides (who likely took a wrong turn and should probably be in the USA) would be advised to get a good lawyer. Especially as some of the local birders reckon the heron hitched a ride through Schiphol Airport…

As did loads of people flocking to sell much secondhand wares. Two signals that jollier days are ahead, that the gloom of That Unmentionable Season is now over, and that we can look forward to screaming bird above our heads in the Dutch capital. One birdwatching wag once asked "why do swifts fly half way around the earth to scream at each other??" Sometimes there's nothing like a good row to clear the air.

Congratulations to Mr & Mrs Peregrine of Hemweg Power Station, Amsterdam, on their firstborn! Those huge steam-belching chimneys in the west of Amsterdam, visible from all across the town, also house a nesting box for these high-speed winged raptors.

The resident couple's first offspring emerged from its egg on Saturday.

http://www.werkgroepslechtvalk.nl/ccms.109.html

Peregrine falcons are the fastest birds, capable of some 314kph when diving on prey. Japanese motorcycle-maker Suzuki cashed in on this fact by naming its huge 1200cc model, capable of a top speed of 315kph, Hayabusa; Japanese for peregrine falcon.

Other birders are Most Furious at such behaviour, as the poster has not seen — but only heard — the bird. The G.O. has a beautiful song which goes, the book says, "foh-fluo-fih-fioo". Unmistakeable really.

Is this a record? I hear you ask. Well, I am most pleased you inquired. On April 13, 1968 three Swifts were spotted by a group of four birdwatchers above Naardermeer. (Not a lot of people know that…) There is clearly a link between social unrest in France and the early arrival of swifts in Netherland.

This weird creature does really good impressions of other birds and even reindeer bells. The bluethroat "nests in tussocks" and hails from Africa and India. Maidens, cover thy tussocks…

Keep your eyes on the skies for the arrival of those other rowdy African tourists, the swifts. One swallow does not make a summer, but several thousand swifts sure do.