But, what´s going on in London?
Saturday, September 01, 2007
Goodbye (From Hackney to Poble Nou)
Feel free to surf the archives, there's plenty of London and lots of pictures, or visit ¿Te quedas a cenar? (my food blog, in Spanish) ¶ 00:43 3 comments
Feel free to surf the archives, there's plenty of London and lots of pictures, or visit ¿Te quedas a cenar? (my food blog, in Spanish) ¶ 00:43 3 comments
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Barbican Ceiling
Momento alucinatorio momentos antes del alucinante concierto de Fanfare Ciocarlia en el Barbican ¶ 10:00 2 comments
Momento alucinatorio momentos antes del alucinante concierto de Fanfare Ciocarlia en el Barbican ¶ 10:00 2 comments
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Norfolk, so exciting *
Cromer, Norfolk.
*With credits to Davidmatik (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ATc4KIPuCOU)
Cromer, Norfolk.
*With credits to Davidmatik (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ATc4KIPuCOU)
Labels: Norfolk Cromer
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Sunday, May 13, 2007
San Judas Tadeo entre los panes (Panteísmo)
...como si de un milagro bíblico se tratara; entre los panes y la campiña inglesa. ¶ 23:24 2 comments
...como si de un milagro bíblico se tratara; entre los panes y la campiña inglesa. ¶ 23:24 2 comments
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Primavera, masas leudando en la cocina
La primavera entra en mi cocina mientras las hogazas se van leudando poco a poco en sus cestos. Pronto los árboles estarán llenos de hojas y flores, los vencejos no tardarán en silbar sobre Londres, y será el momento de emprender el viaje a otra tierra, a otro mar, como decía Cavafis.
El pan de la imagen (es la misma masa en los dos casos) tiene harina de trigo integral de Gales y masa madre obtenida al aire londinense. Esta masa en la mesa de la cocina; ha esperado durante horas el momento adecuado para entrar en el horno y completar el milagro semanal de la panificación. ¶ 13:58 0 comments
La primavera entra en mi cocina mientras las hogazas se van leudando poco a poco en sus cestos. Pronto los árboles estarán llenos de hojas y flores, los vencejos no tardarán en silbar sobre Londres, y será el momento de emprender el viaje a otra tierra, a otro mar, como decía Cavafis.
El pan de la imagen (es la misma masa en los dos casos) tiene harina de trigo integral de Gales y masa madre obtenida al aire londinense. Esta masa en la mesa de la cocina; ha esperado durante horas el momento adecuado para entrar en el horno y completar el milagro semanal de la panificación. ¶ 13:58 0 comments
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Cafeteras
Cafetera pequeña, cafetera grande, café turco, logotipo molón.
Una cafetera italiana sobre un hornillo de gas siempre me trae el recuerdo de una vida sencilla en las habitaciones confortantes del pasado. Dos cafeteras italianas sobre dos hornillos de gas siempre me traen los recuerdos de unas vidas sencillas en las habitaciones confortantes de los pasados. ¶ 22:29 3 comments
Cafetera pequeña, cafetera grande, café turco, logotipo molón.
Una cafetera italiana sobre un hornillo de gas siempre me trae el recuerdo de una vida sencilla en las habitaciones confortantes del pasado. Dos cafeteras italianas sobre dos hornillos de gas siempre me traen los recuerdos de unas vidas sencillas en las habitaciones confortantes de los pasados. ¶ 22:29 3 comments
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
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Wednesday, August 16, 2006
El Danubio en Braila
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Saturday, July 29, 2006
Dibujamos sobre un mapa imaginario...
...autopistas de gran velocidad.
...paraiso de glaciares...
...y de bosques polares...
...de infinitos abedules, de hermosura incomparable.... ¶ 11:26 2 comments
...autopistas de gran velocidad.
...paraiso de glaciares...
...y de bosques polares...
...de infinitos abedules, de hermosura incomparable.... ¶ 11:26 2 comments
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Cornualles
Un viejo rollo que se había quedado atrapado en la máquina.
Arriba, el atardeceral sureste de Cornualles, cerca de Devon ya.
Abajo, unos cornish pasties con té para desayunar. ¶ 22:31 0 comments
Un viejo rollo que se había quedado atrapado en la máquina.
Arriba, el atardeceral sureste de Cornualles, cerca de Devon ya.
Abajo, unos cornish pasties con té para desayunar. ¶ 22:31 0 comments
Sunday, July 16, 2006
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Saturday, May 20, 2006
Welcome to Stockholm; Ingrid, Gustav and Sylvia
These are some of the first glimpses when you get to Stockholm Arlanda airport. Ingrid Bergman and, of course,
I love the way she waves her hand, frozen on an airport wall. ¶ 20:11 0 comments
These are some of the first glimpses when you get to Stockholm Arlanda airport. Ingrid Bergman and, of course,
I love the way she waves her hand, frozen on an airport wall. ¶ 20:11 0 comments
Saturday, May 13, 2006
Extraordinary things I've found - My blog´s 1st anniversary!
It´s HM´s anniversary too!!
Lately I´ve discovered extraordinary things:
"Pulsars are dense, highly magnetized neutron stars that are born in a violent explosion marking the death of massive stars. They act like cosmic lighthouses as they project a rotating beam of radio waves across the galaxy."
"Clusters, or conglomerates, of galaxies are the largest objects in the Universe. By looking at them through optical telescopes it is possible to see hundreds or even thousands of galaxies occupying a volume a few million light years across."
"The plankton captured includes tail-kicking shrimp-like creatures(copepods and ostracods), swimming worms, flying snails (pteropods), and pulsing jellyfish."
Maravilloso
*I started this blog exactly one year ago,full of things to say and images to show. Time goes so fast here in London. ¶ 19:24 8 comments
It´s HM´s anniversary too!!
Lately I´ve discovered extraordinary things:
"Pulsars are dense, highly magnetized neutron stars that are born in a violent explosion marking the death of massive stars. They act like cosmic lighthouses as they project a rotating beam of radio waves across the galaxy."
"Clusters, or conglomerates, of galaxies are the largest objects in the Universe. By looking at them through optical telescopes it is possible to see hundreds or even thousands of galaxies occupying a volume a few million light years across."
"The plankton captured includes tail-kicking shrimp-like creatures(copepods and ostracods), swimming worms, flying snails (pteropods), and pulsing jellyfish."
Maravilloso
*I started this blog exactly one year ago,full of things to say and images to show. Time goes so fast here in London. ¶ 19:24 8 comments
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
MI NUEVO BLOG DE COMIDA! - MY NEW FOOD BLOG!
¡Pincha, pincha!
Se llama "¿Te quedas a cenar?" y está ya en marcha!!
Aquí ¶ 17:59 5 comments
¡Pincha, pincha!
Se llama "¿Te quedas a cenar?" y está ya en marcha!!
Aquí ¶ 17:59 5 comments
Sunday, April 09, 2006
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Tuesday, April 04, 2006
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Tuesday, March 21, 2006
My Kieslowski customized Moleskine diary
Well, it has just been improved.
2006 marks the 10th anniversary of the death of the Polish film director Krzysztof Kieslowski, an artist I'm also specially fond of. These days, there are a number of retrospectives about his work to mark the date. Here in London, the British Film Institute is showing many of his movies at the National Film Theatre.
Their monthly programme contains some beautiful frames of Kieslowski's movies, "Trois couleurs: Bleu" and "La double vie de Véronique". Funnily enough, you can cut out a part of the leaflet and you'll have both the charming faces of Juliette Binoche (Julie) and Irène Jacob (Weronika/Véronique) on each side of the paper.
Just like this:
Carefully handcrafted to fit in my diary.
Now, whenever I open it, I can hear the utterly moving musical scores of both films, by Zbigniew Preisner and let my imagination fly into the magical stories within those movies. (I'm not saying that you could hear it, but I definitely can)
Eventually, I close it carefully, wrap the rubber band around the diary again, and everything goes back to normal.
But I know I just have to open my diary to create that universe again. In fact, I do it quite often when no one else is looking. ¶ 22:05 3 comments
Well, it has just been improved.
2006 marks the 10th anniversary of the death of the Polish film director Krzysztof Kieslowski, an artist I'm also specially fond of. These days, there are a number of retrospectives about his work to mark the date. Here in London, the British Film Institute is showing many of his movies at the National Film Theatre.
Their monthly programme contains some beautiful frames of Kieslowski's movies, "Trois couleurs: Bleu" and "La double vie de Véronique". Funnily enough, you can cut out a part of the leaflet and you'll have both the charming faces of Juliette Binoche (Julie) and Irène Jacob (Weronika/Véronique) on each side of the paper.
Just like this:
Carefully handcrafted to fit in my diary.
Now, whenever I open it, I can hear the utterly moving musical scores of both films, by Zbigniew Preisner and let my imagination fly into the magical stories within those movies. (I'm not saying that you could hear it, but I definitely can)
Eventually, I close it carefully, wrap the rubber band around the diary again, and everything goes back to normal.
But I know I just have to open my diary to create that universe again. In fact, I do it quite often when no one else is looking. ¶ 22:05 3 comments
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Paddington fifty pence
Found words on the way to a new destination.
Plural of penny.
..."que se fuera para siempre en un tren de cercanías"... ¶ 17:02 0 comments
Found words on the way to a new destination.
Plural of penny.
..."que se fuera para siempre en un tren de cercanías"... ¶ 17:02 0 comments
Monday, March 06, 2006
One night I burned the house I loved - Sundays wedding
Just found this picture on the street. This size strecht onto wooden frame
One Night I Burned the house I loved
One night I burned the house I loved,
It lit a perfect ring
In which I saw some weeds and stone
Beyond - not anything.
Certain creatures of the air
Frightened by the night,
They came to see the world again
And perished in the light.
Now I sail from sky to sky
And all the blackness sings
Against the boat that I have made
Of mutilated wings.
-Leonard Cohen (Parasites of Heaven, 1966) ¶ 21:24 3 comments
Just found this picture on the street. This size strecht onto wooden frame
One Night I Burned the house I loved
One night I burned the house I loved,
It lit a perfect ring
In which I saw some weeds and stone
Beyond - not anything.
Certain creatures of the air
Frightened by the night,
They came to see the world again
And perished in the light.
Now I sail from sky to sky
And all the blackness sings
Against the boat that I have made
Of mutilated wings.
-Leonard Cohen (Parasites of Heaven, 1966) ¶ 21:24 3 comments
Sunday, March 05, 2006
Kantak V - Desolatio (B. Atxaga)
Brighton 05.03.2006
Canciones V (Desolatio)
Dice mi diccionario
que la palabra desolación
proviene del latino desolatio,
genitivo desolationis;
Y que fue en mil seiscientos once
cuando alguien la escribió
por primera vez
después de afilar la pluma
de una oca blanca.
Dice también
que soledad, ruina y destrucción
son sus significados principales.
Pero nada dice el diccionario
del corazón de la gente
que marcha por la calle;
nada dice de nosotros,
nada dice de los patios
de la cárcel o del cuartel...*
Bernardo Atxaga (Poemas & Híbridos ISBN9788475222509)
Grabada por el grupo Itoiz, con música de Juan Carlos Perez (LP Eremuko dunen atzetik dabil Discos Elkar, San Sebastián, 1988) ¶ 22:54 8 comments
*Don't forget to check the archives for more images and stuff*
Brighton 05.03.2006
Canciones V (Desolatio)
Dice mi diccionario
que la palabra desolación
proviene del latino desolatio,
genitivo desolationis;
Y que fue en mil seiscientos once
cuando alguien la escribió
por primera vez
después de afilar la pluma
de una oca blanca.
Dice también
que soledad, ruina y destrucción
son sus significados principales.
Pero nada dice el diccionario
del corazón de la gente
que marcha por la calle;
nada dice de nosotros,
nada dice de los patios
de la cárcel o del cuartel...*
Bernardo Atxaga (Poemas & Híbridos ISBN9788475222509)
Grabada por el grupo Itoiz, con música de Juan Carlos Perez (LP Eremuko dunen atzetik dabil Discos Elkar, San Sebastián, 1988) ¶ 22:54 8 comments
