2009
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Luces y sombras
Crónicas del verano urbano [7] El juego entre la luz y su ausencia, los agresivos contrastes, el brillo cegador y el negro más absoluto de las sombras; uno de los hermosos peajes del verano son los contrastes causados por unos rayos que hacen reverberar las superficies que tocan. Durante el día la cortina blanca cae…
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Low
It’s about finding the thread, the foot step, the vibration of his spirit when life was not yet making interferences. Vitoria-Gasteiz.
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Waterfront
«On the waterfront the rain Is pouring in my heart Here the memories come in waves Raking in the lost and found of years And though I’d like to laugh At all the things that led me on Somehow the stigma still remains» David Sylvian
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Antidisestablishmentarianism
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Francesca Woodman, que estás en los cielos
Un día Francesca decidió lanzarse por la ventana y realizar con ello su última fotografía. Tenía 23 años y eso es lo primero que el público aprende y repite como una letanía cuando se habla de su obra y, de forma especial, cuando se contempla. Y es un grave error. Nada en este caso, como…
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Italia
Una selección de imágenes tomadas en 2009 en varias ciudades y pueblos italianos. Bergamo, Vicenza, Verona, Padova, Sirmione, Bolonia, Orvieto y Roma
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May love take your eyes by storm
I love her more than I love photography. I’m not composing a visual memoir of our relationship. I refuse to get personal here. Your gaze is up to you. I walk by her side, sometimes delaying my steps to fall behind, just to gain a better perspective of her tender, absent minded and quiet beauty.…
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Antonio
La belleza desnuda de las cosas, la mirada íntima y a la vez universal. Escribo estas líneas escuchando a Antonio Vega. Como en tantas otras ocasiones en que sus manos huesudas trazaban esos precisos acordes en la acústica, como en los innumerables momentos en que su voz parecía absorber el aire para quedárselo. No existe…
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Si me das a elegir
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Plate tectonics
Most of the people and things I love to the bones were beautiful, bountiful accidents at the very beginning. It would be risky to abridge memory without blotting out the essential. The true relationship between cause and effect is largelly concealed to the conscious mind. My heart is the ball losing momentum before choosing black…
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Pledge of the deadbeat dad
I clearly remember the day I found out what was going on. The powerful sense of relief and emptiness numbed every single emotion, including betrayal. I knew I was about taking the biggest leap in my whole life. My hands against the light reminded me my grandfather’s. Suddenly aged, panthocratic, yet innocent and bursting with…
