tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83431659491277215092024-02-19T16:13:52.046-08:00diario de media vidaimagenes, dibujos,uno tras otro circulan en mi mente. Crear es mi herramienta, hablar mediante grafismos mi expresión mas sincera...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8343165949127721509.post-83630873013982012422011-09-15T16:59:00.001-07:002011-09-15T17:32:47.943-07:00Disfraz de nube<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBoFu04E5vgbW2JfswmnhLRXgGcOPz2EpoVoFTh_4gA6AwkhmDb8F7MFwLUTn4ocyzYwJHs88zyrqDpzBAIT3q7MBQ0jT9YezjNiz8Qy8lB7kzoX6-myIo-RTnTE5OZQq4EdoTZdalMWBP/s1600/disfraz+de+nube+4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652740636429951026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBoFu04E5vgbW2JfswmnhLRXgGcOPz2EpoVoFTh_4gA6AwkhmDb8F7MFwLUTn4ocyzYwJHs88zyrqDpzBAIT3q7MBQ0jT9YezjNiz8Qy8lB7kzoX6-myIo-RTnTE5OZQq4EdoTZdalMWBP/s400/disfraz+de+nube+4.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">Quiero un disfraz de nube y poder viajar a otro planeta...</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8343165949127721509.post-3301024614721220242011-09-14T14:52:00.000-07:002011-09-14T14:55:40.500-07:00Back to the 60s<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEfvF9eZALb6A_MEgMcuEUuKZ-JBkB-vadCZdHIY70Q_JIBubuUTWVfJ0rdWeY9iWLw33sjH9wzGIHaDstbj40Ri8WXbj7fQflwJYdpE_TjdDxyLzEv4BpNu7x1iCuAC3O7BQKLxM_sA7p/s1600/back+to+the+60.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652337038475836802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEfvF9eZALb6A_MEgMcuEUuKZ-JBkB-vadCZdHIY70Q_JIBubuUTWVfJ0rdWeY9iWLw33sjH9wzGIHaDstbj40Ri8WXbj7fQflwJYdpE_TjdDxyLzEv4BpNu7x1iCuAC3O7BQKLxM_sA7p/s400/back+to+the+60.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8343165949127721509.post-73806723717394403242011-09-13T15:18:00.001-07:002011-09-13T15:28:19.330-07:00Sweet dreams<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAFxG6cbOrRyTMrs-PEJWnwMBTa-HbPozXB726RmcJpkbbZ580EfRcL2vSNYsug0x5v_FEnROW1hspi1IxGB-ofToHqy37tTZ7Y2pILJwBQpea3Jk9dQfnp9siXnRzpoeH7tPVWEh2-Kn2/s1600/sweet+dreams.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651972461026539074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAFxG6cbOrRyTMrs-PEJWnwMBTa-HbPozXB726RmcJpkbbZ580EfRcL2vSNYsug0x5v_FEnROW1hspi1IxGB-ofToHqy37tTZ7Y2pILJwBQpea3Jk9dQfnp9siXnRzpoeH7tPVWEh2-Kn2/s400/sweet+dreams.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color:#666666;">"Y de repente busca una boca nuestra boca, y unas manos oprimen nuestras manos y hay una amorosa voz que nos dice: "Despierta. Estoy yo aquí. Levántate". Y vivimos. " <em>Antonio Gala</em>.</span><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">Buenas noches...</span></p></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8343165949127721509.post-37953720402550741642011-09-07T12:43:00.000-07:002011-09-07T12:56:07.861-07:00Croquis formas de habitar<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Gq60BmNxpxYzqEeVc-d8HH0zaqHypWcZ8nWm65d4pbBazz9O0lIrrXQUHN0Vc6NFYmxkeipTQ6YuswqYl0ZIUaSgCz1T8JK6R234OtXnhf5HNOetwcFaYur_wKEv8_jN7UzHmI66nh8Z/s1600/FORMAS+DE+HABITAR.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649706771555908386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Gq60BmNxpxYzqEeVc-d8HH0zaqHypWcZ8nWm65d4pbBazz9O0lIrrXQUHN0Vc6NFYmxkeipTQ6YuswqYl0ZIUaSgCz1T8JK6R234OtXnhf5HNOetwcFaYur_wKEv8_jN7UzHmI66nh8Z/s400/FORMAS+DE+HABITAR.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649706505720063074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1PNBeWSmNauyYW9lOOlnOisxBEAS8_Pv7biaZumMZOmKRhHlaes9oQKhkE4f_6bWIFgpuv6_EsO0Aiw5XdqUF_5FOEsCavo3BKmLCbv9M6BMKsvi4g_liq3icYZnMZg5Bk2b8h_dHyZ3m/s400/FORMAS+DE+HABITARII.jpg" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq4aa9WfcqsXJo5I2elezdzX4FKu_Wj123IYHxZb3DIahZAGWyaqeNl6hfwslMx9xn8v9ZsjLS4F55BTW89y3WZx2GdPnQM4dtU4m1ftCHAbnz4CVqlZnBwiEAWxxW0WTHkhZ-MGux-jt_/s1600/FORMAS+DE+HABITAR.jpg"></a> </div><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">Croquis formas de habitar, "viviendas prototipo Angola",</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">realización proyecto: </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">Héctor García</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">Ana Valeron</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;"><a href="http://www.carolina-naranjo.com/">Carolina Naranjo</a></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8343165949127721509.post-48036972321404796922011-09-07T10:15:00.001-07:002011-09-07T10:20:12.545-07:00My sweet girls<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRrI2w2WOtESFzdilrziEAGPvOifVZEkOlBSGIA7UZis8cjRJmWN4uhA1rbKCpz4wkmSbBKsa6-n_4Z46-FHYjuvDWhG8hsFdEFe-kT-_IKRw7vqAb-NF7QOton-ZKN1bl8Wmc1eSvPRiB/s1600/MY+SWEET+GIRL.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649667843716127794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRrI2w2WOtESFzdilrziEAGPvOifVZEkOlBSGIA7UZis8cjRJmWN4uhA1rbKCpz4wkmSbBKsa6-n_4Z46-FHYjuvDWhG8hsFdEFe-kT-_IKRw7vqAb-NF7QOton-ZKN1bl8Wmc1eSvPRiB/s400/MY+SWEET+GIRL.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">mi pequeña dulce niña, en busca de su nombre.<br /></span><br /><div><span style="color:#666666;"></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8343165949127721509.post-53825411705898858272011-09-06T11:18:00.001-07:002011-09-06T11:32:26.837-07:00My sweet girls<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwYv1CYcUFY3EHpc_yOB24GhHUyOob3iuNs3fPRfEfZzBCxEgKhMSwndmBtCswU-VLeGfElpCgaCCizKNlEc3x9zXBqU3k1pnOtU57aM98nj07EK0vybrFsTkGXkWqTyeNSMdS_Dgdlsjm/s1600/sweet+girl.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649314269874626018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwYv1CYcUFY3EHpc_yOB24GhHUyOob3iuNs3fPRfEfZzBCxEgKhMSwndmBtCswU-VLeGfElpCgaCCizKNlEc3x9zXBqU3k1pnOtU57aM98nj07EK0vybrFsTkGXkWqTyeNSMdS_Dgdlsjm/s400/sweet+girl.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">Mi dulce y pequeña niña</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8343165949127721509.post-17486683239514677532011-09-06T08:29:00.000-07:002011-09-06T08:48:54.592-07:00I believe in...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRheHDyfIAt5aMe7FW8RDjiCeGPg8w_RLZFpEnejABEt8h4ZfO6H_sVNTMTtgpAUiMRNkMcFK36EUTeoIst53FcpcvNCCGIvoSU0IS5RcEROq7tfCWqLOOviGSkExMbDOoWVaIaH4XjMrF/s1600/def.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649273514756275266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRheHDyfIAt5aMe7FW8RDjiCeGPg8w_RLZFpEnejABEt8h4ZfO6H_sVNTMTtgpAUiMRNkMcFK36EUTeoIst53FcpcvNCCGIvoSU0IS5RcEROq7tfCWqLOOviGSkExMbDOoWVaIaH4XjMrF/s400/def.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">Yo creo en, la capacidad para crear, concebir, imaginar.</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8343165949127721509.post-11435220348582422692011-08-30T13:28:00.001-07:002011-08-30T13:42:29.525-07:00Bajo la sombra<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj4hxEXhf8ZexW6d0iiametiZmcSiOcqWg0LLiyllwbK8x7W2hhvNMpY-b24tQ3zmh8o-LRQnHSSFJYt41i9_Cvmk-B7IU1Y80p31Wtj7uQcz5JZ9-56osZX9afWYqEtCpiV3NfSEkPygd/s1600/bajo+la+sombra.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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<br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">I</span><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">lustración, "<em>Días de verano",</em> fragmento;</span>
<br /><em><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;">"Bajo el gran árbol del jardín, Sallie, siempre alegre y sonriente, yacía ahora
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<br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#666666;">"... observar aquello que constituye nuestro entorno, lo que nos rodea, sobre lo que <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">caminamos</span>..., observar aquello sobre lo que no tenemos dominio para ver"</span></span>
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8343165949127721509.post-78498554003222462332011-08-19T04:10:00.001-07:002011-08-19T04:12:59.118-07:00between spaces II<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5FCHGoGIg8aVCD7LIS3WjMARMVOKKk9nnEcOFpeBNBHhLZEvDdYvwvmoL8J5CfHVo1qCFSYQ8spf3dDuV4fRap2QhXW0JZWUK0dS__NYLhmAPFEqLwjwxfRwfkHGKuEhGSIgqR4DxaIsE/s1600/between+spacesII.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642522973272513666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5FCHGoGIg8aVCD7LIS3WjMARMVOKKk9nnEcOFpeBNBHhLZEvDdYvwvmoL8J5CfHVo1qCFSYQ8spf3dDuV4fRap2QhXW0JZWUK0dS__NYLhmAPFEqLwjwxfRwfkHGKuEhGSIgqR4DxaIsE/s400/between+spacesII.jpg" /></a><span style="color:#666666;"> </span>
<br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">"Lugares imaginados, donde desarrollar nuestra vida, un espacio para crear, sentir, vivir..."
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8343165949127721509.post-46595172675684569362011-08-16T08:37:00.001-07:002011-08-16T08:42:55.779-07:00La vida en color<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmuYE8atCDsKLDwu_O9tzUAvbiQVgYhh9R-zxWjXq7LfVouo50EdiaFdAvT9VxsEVPS_CzplpQBYla7aje12rfgIumbqSY6hDbDgyUYVILTbAoUAgOt-iTLc14VawzQsthyphenhyphenCq4GfFw_Hbf/s1600/la+vida+en+color.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641478649889023234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmuYE8atCDsKLDwu_O9tzUAvbiQVgYhh9R-zxWjXq7LfVouo50EdiaFdAvT9VxsEVPS_CzplpQBYla7aje12rfgIumbqSY6hDbDgyUYVILTbAoUAgOt-iTLc14VawzQsthyphenhyphenCq4GfFw_Hbf/s320/la+vida+en+color.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">"...la naturaleza se insinua tras el turbio vidrio...sentidos inundados de energía"</span>
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8343165949127721509.post-57294818859750025372011-08-11T10:24:00.000-07:002011-08-11T10:51:09.452-07:00Sueños de medio día<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirZcRISzk-wvocuzDsWeaXeRsVtCE2rmvHy2ou2LCNvuUD4UHRaEEHYhm3KgQF5gqV7Rr93QU0JvE0QVhEWcwn4e9w6R-Sc25Cy8maOxx6Ih7UlzdxcwEiblaKJZaUrr5_QNtM62hC06i7/s1600/4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639650884294436594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirZcRISzk-wvocuzDsWeaXeRsVtCE2rmvHy2ou2LCNvuUD4UHRaEEHYhm3KgQF5gqV7Rr93QU0JvE0QVhEWcwn4e9w6R-Sc25Cy8maOxx6Ih7UlzdxcwEiblaKJZaUrr5_QNtM62hC06i7/s400/4.jpg" /></a>
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<br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">Paisajes llenos de luz, sueños hechos realidad, fusión de aire, agua, tierra y vegetación.</span></div>
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8343165949127721509.post-13751525193615893972011-08-10T13:19:00.001-07:002011-08-10T13:28:34.483-07:00El centro de mi universo<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_awZcRiXerLC4Ajav3v5B2kRMzRdCA0sCc64O65Ps10ewQAcLrfkAj-ci_iBk595hbtMboQNbRqHMT8VGMP_kesKcfZx63UbZuf-Ye_sJaSqOcPOmBK15qxCaHJeaH4sEpguMBbvNJ8hf/s1600/3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639324755631943234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_awZcRiXerLC4Ajav3v5B2kRMzRdCA0sCc64O65Ps10ewQAcLrfkAj-ci_iBk595hbtMboQNbRqHMT8VGMP_kesKcfZx63UbZuf-Ye_sJaSqOcPOmBK15qxCaHJeaH4sEpguMBbvNJ8hf/s400/3.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">"Gracias, porque con tan solo un suspiro, me das el aliento que necesito, gracias por existir"
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8343165949127721509.post-80924709249903987272011-08-10T12:53:00.000-07:002011-08-10T13:08:26.974-07:00En un lugar del Atlantico<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM7xHsUUa2EW2WsvPOmaLH9Ucat6XrawPIMx-cyU1NnVO2Qsweqnj-SO1YAci2XwH6EJSjRx8HpNffU-T4RVVxdrN8LrN_cRkzijAZmTsm5dZy4YquevehTbQf3pIHgokuQlQPWr3xr-RO/s1600/2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639318466042059826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM7xHsUUa2EW2WsvPOmaLH9Ucat6XrawPIMx-cyU1NnVO2Qsweqnj-SO1YAci2XwH6EJSjRx8HpNffU-T4RVVxdrN8LrN_cRkzijAZmTsm5dZy4YquevehTbQf3pIHgokuQlQPWr3xr-RO/s400/2.jpg" /></a>
<br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666666;">"Entre el cielo y la tierra, donde el mar se desvanece, busco tu recuerdo, aquel dia que reías junto a mi, en la orilla."
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