tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335171892012-02-16T15:45:59.814-03:00no veras tras la bolsa que me contieneNikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.comBlogger311100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-27004926466244339692011-01-31T16:44:00.002-03:002011-01-31T16:52:29.531-03:00varilla<br /><br />Varilla flotante<br />demuestra tu complicidad con el río<br />mañana vas a nacer<br />con nueva piel<br />con nuevo pies<br /><br />bailarás solo al revés<br />en tu propio eje<br />tu propio eje<br /><br />Tu cuerpo pasa del cafe<br />el rojo y verde<br />y en tu cáscara de papel <br />vomita el mundo su luz<br />su oscura luz<br />su oscura luz<br />su oscura luz<br /><br />Varilla flotante<br />demnuestra tu fragilidad con el río<br />su paso alado-mitico<br />pisó una estrella y se quemó<br />de espalda al cielo se cayó<br /><br />de sus trocitos nacio un gigante<br />su piel se transformo en parlante<br />su risa se hizo mas tirante<br />su corazon<br />se transformo en DIAMANTE<br />diamante<br /><br />Varilla flotante<br />demnuestra tu complicidad con el río<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-2700492646624433969?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-80815580433079198332011-01-31T16:34:00.002-03:002011-01-31T16:39:44.116-03:00sabanita<br /><br />Aparece en un estado<br />profundo y funcional<br />escorzo semi-flectado<br />innata posicion fetal<br /><br />Sus pechos incendiarios<br />marcando su ritual<br />traslucen los santuarios<br />en la infusion moral<br /><br />Su imagen se ha duplicado<br />desfase politonal<br />comprende ojos nublados<br />un miedo pre-causal<br /><br />La eterna migratoria y necesaria<br />constelacion fluvial<br />un parque con choques de gotas<br />en mi sabanita<br />un parque con choques de gotas<br />en mi sabanita<br />sabanita<br />sabanita<br />sabanita<br />sabanita<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-8081558043307919833?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-14606906449827518242011-01-31T16:17:00.002-03:002011-01-31T16:34:04.920-03:00no soy de aqui<br /><br />Va con el pelo amargo<br />las rodillas frias<br />y la vida que se inyectó<br /><br />su caminar volando<br />las manitos tibias<br />y el camino que se encontró<br /><br />la nube al pasar los quizo acompañar<br />el ruido y la agresion hicieron una gran cancion<br />no era normal<br />el modo en que la gente no paraba<br />no paraba de flotar!<br /><br />yo<br />vengo de qui mismo<br />soy del mismo lado<br />y tengo la misma amplitud<br /><br />tu<br />carita de ahorcado<br />con mi sombra al lado<br />combinando en frente a la luz<br /><br />no era mortal ser visto a la oscurida<br />la noche es azaul,<br />naranja la intimidad<br />la herida basal<br />mantiene a la mirada<br /> la mirada<br /> lamirada<br />lamirada sin jugar<br /><br />tuvieron que deshacer el bosque<br />para que el dia tuviera noche<br /><br />tuvieron que deshacer el bosque<br />para que el dia tuviera noche<br /><br />Sólo va a decir:<br /> no soy de aqui<br />Sólo va a decir:<br /> soy todo, soy nada<br />Sólo va a decir:<br /> no soy de aqui<br />Sólo va a decir:<br /> soy todo, soy nada<br />soy todo, soy nada<br />soy todo, soy nada<br />soy todo, soy nada<br /><br />Yo<br />vengo de aqui mismo<br />soy del mismo lado<br />y tengo la misma AMPLITUD<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-1460690644982751824?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-73155088241272759222011-01-31T16:11:00.002-03:002011-01-31T16:17:26.458-03:00en círculos<br /><br />Nadie escucha<br />Nadie apaña<br />la noche es mi alma<br />manchones de nada<br />yo soy mi propia casa<br /><br />soy la lluvia<br />en la cara<br />de quien guarda la mirada<br />en los montes<br />de la aguada<br />se esparce el amigo en multiplos de 2<br /><br />vamo_a bailar<br />en círculos<br />hasta convertirnos en vidrio<br />y verno_hasta el fondo<br /><br />vamo_a bailar<br />en círculos<br />hasta convertirnos en vidrio<br />y verno_hasta el fondo<br /><br />Va_a estar lo bueno de todo<br />la sangre y la basura que adoro<br />la mugre de oro<br />la imagen inversa que odio<br />y sonreir con todos<br />bajo la inmensa nada<br /><br />vamo_a bailar<br />en círculos<br />hasta convertirnos en vidrio<br />y verno_hasta el fondo<br /><br />vamo_a bailar<br />en círculos<br />hasta convertirnos en vidrio<br />y verno_hasta el fondo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-7315508824127275922?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-19942492766111065252011-01-31T16:08:00.002-03:002011-01-31T16:11:48.278-03:00boreal<br /><br />Hay en mi una luz boreal<br />donde vi mi salon de estar<br />aprendí su color real<br />ésta vez lo voy a adoptar<br /><br />Ayer vi a mis demonios entrar<br />donde yo solía jugar<br />recibí un saludo Astral<br />despedí para ir a saludar<br /><br />Un azul-galáctico funda el vecindario<br /> Esta vez construí con finales un lugar<br /> donde ya traslade mi pasar sin terminar<br /><br /> Esta vez construí con finales un lugar<br /> donde ya traslade mi pasar sin terminar<br /><br />Hay en mi..<br />...una luz boreal<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-1994249276611106525?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-84638271585658421702011-01-31T16:06:00.002-03:002011-01-31T16:08:08.112-03:00veco bien<br /><br /><br />enégico<br /> su parecer<br /><br />ánda veco bien<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-8463827158565842170?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-89955599134642004362011-01-31T15:57:00.001-03:002011-01-31T16:01:51.829-03:00Espectral<br /><br />Perdone mi emocion, no es justo hablarle<br />podría re-pintarle el cuerpo desde mi interior<br />armo mi casa en un cuerpo andate<br />si kieres pasar saluda a mi familia espectral:<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">un surco tibio y grande,<br />dos niños y un gigante<br />personas nubosas, de luz y verdad</span><br /><br />La voz en la oración como un cantante<br />delata lo bailable y texturado en su canción<br />canto mis pasos<br />mis pasos danzantes<br />sobre un piso empapelado inhibidor de gravedad<br />El mundo es chico y grande<br />con formas recortables<br />presencias nubosas de luz y verdad<br /><br />No siempre dura la eternidad<br />ni la acuarela húmeda<br />nuestra transparencia no es mas real<br />nuestra transparencia no es mas real<br />nuestra transparencia no es mas real<br />que la LUZ<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-8995559913464200436?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-80469036817417234692011-01-31T15:51:00.002-03:002011-01-31T15:55:46.921-03:00bajame la luz<br /><br />bajame la luz hijo del polvo<br />pero no la Luna donde remojo mi voz<br />sacame una duda:<br /> donde tus ojos...<br /> lavan la ropa?<br /> cortan el pasto?<br /> se dan abrazos?<br /> y toman el té?<br /><br />esto soy yo:<br />un momento<br />bajo el mar vengo lento<br /><br />esto soy yo:<br />un momento<br />bajo el mar vengo lento<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-8046903681741723469?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-80917484502728759912010-12-10T14:48:00.001-03:002010-12-10T14:50:41.739-03:00<iframe width="400" height="250" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dQ3-ybpdQOg?fs=1" frameborder="0"></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-8091748450272875991?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-62177738044505094902010-11-06T17:46:00.003-03:002010-11-06T17:50:49.908-03:00<object style="background-image: url(&quot;http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/wWNBkMnBfCs/hqdefault.jpg&quot;);" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wWNBkMnBfCs?fs=1&amp;hl=es_ES"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wWNBkMnBfCs?fs=1&amp;hl=es_ES" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="250"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-6217773804450509490?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-7902825700005167162010-10-18T19:39:00.012-03:002010-10-18T20:43:45.250-03:00<object width="400" height="250"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1qU5ZaFwT44?fs=1&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1qU5ZaFwT44?fs=1&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"></embed></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Perdone mi emocion, no es justo hablarle</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">podría re-pintarle el cuerpo desde mi interior</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">armo mi casa en un cuerpo andate</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">si kieres pasar saluda a mi familia espectral:</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">un surco tibio y grande,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">dos niños y un gigante</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">personas nubosas, de l</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" >u</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" >z y verd</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">ad</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">La vo</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" >z en l</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">a oración como un cantante</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">delata lo bailable y texturado en su canción</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">canto mis pasos</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">mis pasos dan</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" >z</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">antes</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">sobre un piso empapelado inhibidor de gravedad</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">El mundo es chico y grande</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">con formas recortables</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">presencias nubosas de lu</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" >z</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> y verdad</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">No siempre dura la eternidad</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">ni la acuarela húmeda</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">nuestra transparencia no es mas real</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">nuestra transparencia no es mas real</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">nuestra transparencia no es mas real</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">ke la LU</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" >z</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:78%;">nikolas gg. composición de inicios de 2010<br /></span></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-790282570000516716?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-30972950311216544542010-06-03T04:11:00.006-04:002010-06-03T04:39:48.510-04:00<span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Nos proyectamos<br />en las relaciones<br />en las ramas de los arboles<br />en la aspereza de los muros<br />el barro de las escaleras<br />en los haceres<br /><br />somos 'nosotros y otros' cuando nos habitamos<br />no siempre nos habitamos<br />por ello, nos proyectamos en lo ajeno<br />somos proyecciones de otros<br /><porque>-porque lo permitimos-<br />otros nos habitan tambien<br />con o sin nosotros alli<br /><br />por escencia y consecuencia<br />somos el ello y el todo<br />de la nada que somos,<br />entre la distancia de nuestra proyeccion<br />entre nosotros y la idea proyectada,<br />éstas no tienen tiempo<br />no mueren<br />nosotros si<br />la mayoria de las veces somos ciegos de ellas<br />mas aun estan alli,<br />eternamente<br />como una peste que influecia<br />y se inmortaliza en el esparcimiento<br /><br />siempre hay en ellas una parte real y otra irreal<br />ninguna mas verdadera que la otra<br />ambas habitables<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></porque></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/TAdkaEJe3iI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MnaT94yey7E/s1600/S5033803.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/TAdkaEJe3iI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MnaT94yey7E/s400/S5033803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478457870672387618" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/TAdkOosiw6I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/pbodZ20AJZk/s1600/S5033802.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/TAdkOosiw6I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/pbodZ20AJZk/s400/S5033802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478457674324689826" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/TAdkOOHp_mI/AAAAAAAAAII/j51C55O63TE/s1600/S5033801.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/TAdkOOHp_mI/AAAAAAAAAII/j51C55O63TE/s400/S5033801.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478457667190652514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/TAdkN5fmsBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/iyqHVQNu01I/s1600/S5033800.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/TAdkN5fmsBI/AAAAAAAAAIA/iyqHVQNu01I/s400/S5033800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478457661653954578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/TAdkNRhqf2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/h5BAHNOS09s/s1600/S5033799.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/TAdkNRhqf2I/AAAAAAAAAH4/h5BAHNOS09s/s400/S5033799.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478457650925174626" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/TAdkNBg4QxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/M9L2xhaeIpI/s1600/S5033798.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/TAdkNBg4QxI/AAAAAAAAAHw/M9L2xhaeIpI/s400/S5033798.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478457646626915090" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/TAdkadX_vDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zdbQriLPAHw/s1600/S5033808.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/TAdkadX_vDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/zdbQriLPAHw/s400/S5033808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478457877444148274" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">*el texto superior no es una cancion, aunque podría.<br />lamento la mala calidad de las fotos. </span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-3097295031121654454?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-3671296549213231832010-05-23T22:58:00.001-04:002010-05-23T23:10:37.365-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br />He estado pintando muuuuy poco ultimamente.<br />en la realidad digamos;<br />dentro, estamos todos haciendo.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S_nttpy3LWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Odzk_l1yf2w/s1600/encargo.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S_nttpy3LWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Odzk_l1yf2w/s400/encargo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474668190614629730" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">lapiz y pastel seco en papel camisa<br />30x50 aprox.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-367129654921323183?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-51382204908485907522010-05-23T05:44:00.005-04:002010-05-23T20:18:42.289-04:00Obsequio para Jaime de los Cardenas (taller de bicis) en San diego #781 stgo.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">trazo fragil y movil, dibujo tangible y vacio andante.<br />cantor de pedaleo sin habla<br />gesto<br />2009<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S_j64eriGzI/AAAAAAAAAHY/be5uDbop2g8/s1600/S5033536.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S_j64eriGzI/AAAAAAAAAHY/be5uDbop2g8/s400/S5033536.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474401195284110130" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S_j64Amzt6I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XPbxcUR8Vz0/s1600/S5033535.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S_j64Amzt6I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XPbxcUR8Vz0/s400/S5033535.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474401187211229090" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S_j635AiljI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Cq9XiGS1lXE/s1600/S5033534.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S_j635AiljI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Cq9XiGS1lXE/s400/S5033534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474401185171674674" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S_j63s8EOyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/7fqikEOKLBU/s1600/S5033529.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S_j63s8EOyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/7fqikEOKLBU/s400/S5033529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474401181931682594" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S_j63fBl72I/AAAAAAAAAG4/FU8M4HhbewA/s1600/S5033527.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S_j63fBl72I/AAAAAAAAAG4/FU8M4HhbewA/s400/S5033527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474401178196766562" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S_nFwwL6UAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QVHocwBhgb0/s1600/S5033526.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S_nFwwL6UAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/QVHocwBhgb0/s400/S5033526.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474624263404802050" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">trazo fragil y movil, dibujo tangible y vacio andante.<br />cantor de pedaleo sin habla<br />gesto<br />2009<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-5138220490848590752?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-63767700510964227832010-04-10T16:27:00.003-04:002010-04-10T16:53:53.404-04:00<div style="text-align: center;">bocetos para libros y comics<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S8DgfTuPLaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XktbWJhKW7c/s1600/S5033718.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S8DgfTuPLaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XktbWJhKW7c/s320/S5033718.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458609576847814050" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S8Dge674wVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/w89BAIKfCrg/s1600/S5033716.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S8Dge674wVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/w89BAIKfCrg/s320/S5033716.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458609570194178386" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S8Dgeo1QUJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fnJ75A6PWkg/s1600/S5033713.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S8Dgeo1QUJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fnJ75A6PWkg/s320/S5033713.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458609565334524050" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S8DgeWvhHHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_47DWpZEqzc/s1600/S5033708.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S8DgeWvhHHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_47DWpZEqzc/s320/S5033708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458609560478620786" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S8Dgd7tlGbI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vI47ZMaqQQo/s1600/S5033707.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S8Dgd7tlGbI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vI47ZMaqQQo/s320/S5033707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458609553222736306" border="0" /></a><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-6376770051096422783?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-14220571325053196282010-02-22T15:49:00.005-03:002010-02-22T16:21:32.720-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4LYDbZ130I/AAAAAAAAAGI/Yn1_p5USs8Y/s1600-h/S5033547.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4LYDbZ130I/AAAAAAAAAGI/Yn1_p5USs8Y/s320/S5033547.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441148853224333122" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4LWd5xlwXI/AAAAAAAAAFo/mq5qqzkza3Y/s1600-h/S5033540.jpg"> <img style="cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4LWd5xlwXI/AAAAAAAAAFo/mq5qqzkza3Y/s320/S5033540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441147109030347122" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4LWevkSyhI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Ovb0rmA0hj0/s1600-h/S5033545.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4LWevkSyhI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Ovb0rmA0hj0/s320/S5033545.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441147123470092818" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4LWezYN8MI/AAAAAAAAAGA/WJ3hOW2qkKI/s1600-h/S5033546.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4LWezYN8MI/AAAAAAAAAGA/WJ3hOW2qkKI/s320/S5033546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441147124493185218" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4LWeawqWbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/HxAJdXxGmE4/s1600-h/S5033544.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4LWeawqWbI/AAAAAAAAAFw/HxAJdXxGmE4/s320/S5033544.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441147117884823986" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4LWdxCsF2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/KQ2rJp8Ze48/s1600-h/S5033537.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4LWdxCsF2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/KQ2rJp8Ze48/s320/S5033537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441147106686146402" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-1422057132505319628?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-60378568677861170622010-02-21T23:03:00.010-03:002010-02-22T00:43:24.694-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">En algun momento las figuras hechas a lápiz sobre papel cobran tridimensionalidad en nuestras cabezas (a pesar de su condicion plana) y los trazos en relaciones abiertas o cerradas significan de manera maravillosa y mágica; es realmente bello el efecto comunicativo para con nosotros mismos a traves de la relacion intrinseca entre la Línea como límite y el ESpacio. </span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">Y si los trazos sueltos y móviles de un dibujo rápido pudiesen llenarse de temporalidad como venas de sangre y saltar de sus formatos planos para constituir en nuestro mundo cuerpos de límites frágiles y lineales, llenos de silencioso vacío y bailar de manera solemne, casi estáticos</span>?<br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Linea y Espacio</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4HuKPxc5eI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YeY_Q0Nb9No/s1600-h/S5033555.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4HuKPxc5eI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YeY_Q0Nb9No/s320/S5033555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440891684640318946" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4HrL5TXmUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sCTdS4P-1rg/s1600-h/S5033560.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4HrL5TXmUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sCTdS4P-1rg/s320/S5033560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440888414433417538" border="0" /></a><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4HrLthA5gI/AAAAAAAAAFI/l1etml52q3I/s1600-h/S5033557.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4HrLthA5gI/AAAAAAAAAFI/l1etml52q3I/s320/S5033557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440888411269424642" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4HrLWA2gVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/MbpZMk7HQ7Q/s1600-h/S5033556.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4HrLWA2gVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/MbpZMk7HQ7Q/s320/S5033556.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440888404960510290" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4HrKl_9Z5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/nhtiCBVvjck/s1600-h/S5033550.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/S4HrKl_9Z5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/nhtiCBVvjck/s320/S5033550.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440888392071866258" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Esculturas en una tira de alambre</span> de 25 cms. aprox., 2009<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-6037856867786117062?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-10221514886341160782009-08-24T21:24:00.001-04:002009-08-24T21:29:03.933-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SpM93jurbRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/dzfkvE-cCF4/s1600-h/S5033224.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SpM93jurbRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/dzfkvE-cCF4/s400/S5033224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373706805076258066" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">acrílico lindo y querido sobre cholhuan<br />pastel sobre carton corrugado<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">ojo que procedo connota un lapsus de tiempo enooooorme</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-1022151488634116078?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-349370192276796792009-08-19T04:54:00.002-04:002009-08-19T05:40:34.887-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SovGFrbkNqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/e5CsTzdxRMQ/s1600-h/DSC01238.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SovGFrbkNqI/AAAAAAAAAEY/e5CsTzdxRMQ/s400/DSC01238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371604781429438114" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">acuarela y lapiz<br /><br />éste, es un encargo, hecho por foto, levemente sintetizado mas menos tamaño carta, sobre papel camisa, que tiene muy buena resistencia por lo demas.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-34937019227679679?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-77936740525719542412009-07-30T23:52:00.000-04:002009-07-30T23:53:20.618-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SnJqpN53XyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yyqwsbMYX8M/s1600-h/26.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SnJqpN53XyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yyqwsbMYX8M/s400/26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364467362491227938" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">lapiz<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-7793674052571954241?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-40275879603701805612009-07-30T03:28:00.003-04:002009-07-30T03:41:38.376-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SnFMId6R2QI/AAAAAAAAAEI/8KDRjaPwwUM/s1600-h/22.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SnFMId6R2QI/AAAAAAAAAEI/8KDRjaPwwUM/s400/22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364152339526703362" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />"Oh ...soy la llamarada que cuando baila camina</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">que por no llegar falla.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Oh....soy la llamarada que cuando camina no reverencia,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">que cuando piensa maldice en silencio y que por no verdad ...mentira."</span><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://lcaloguerea.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-size:85%;">LrtoClgurea</span></a><br /></div><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-4027587960370180561?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-91672171203072976792009-07-30T03:22:00.001-04:002009-07-30T03:28:46.414-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SnFLIQ9OuMI/AAAAAAAAAEA/1EgzNN4NFg0/s1600-h/25.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SnFLIQ9OuMI/AAAAAAAAAEA/1EgzNN4NFg0/s400/25.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364151236537792706" border="0" /></a><br />quizas es todo mas sencillo<br />quizas es todo mas facil<br />y a la luz del sol es todo mas bello<br />(sol)<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-9167217120307297679?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-77782340197163708932009-07-24T19:18:00.004-04:002009-07-30T03:11:31.016-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SmpCNYP61PI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pq8kS6cDOL0/s1600-h/24.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 404px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SmpCNYP61PI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pq8kS6cDOL0/s400/24.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362171103952950514" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />No verás. (canción)<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">no veras tras la bolsa que me contiene<br />no veras tras la bolsa que me contiene<br />soy una angel tallado en cenizas de oropeles<br />no veras tras la bolsa que me contiene<br /><br />mas aun no conforme<br />ser un hijo de hombre<br />habra puertas golpeadas<br />tras puertas abiertas<br />habra puertas golpeadas<br />tras puertas abiertas<br /><br />en un cuarto de susurro no cabe mi nombre<br />porq el hambre sagrada viste de uniforme<br />en el cielo se esconde el dia y la noche<br />y los cuerpos en tierra tropiezan sudados<br />tropiezan cegados<br /><br />mas aun no conforme<br />ser un hijo de hombre<br />habra puertas golpeadas<br />tras puertas abiertas<br />habra puertas golpeadas<br />tras puertas abiertas<br /><br />no veras tras la bolsa que me contiene<br />no veras tras la bolsa que me contiene<br />soy una angel tallado con cenizas de oropeles<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">no veras tras la bolsa que me contiene<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-7778234019716370893?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-83913136198530482642009-07-07T00:04:00.002-04:002009-07-30T03:11:11.351-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SlLJ33Tj10I/AAAAAAAAADo/M_T2dipuaFM/s1600-h/20.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SlLJ33Tj10I/AAAAAAAAADo/M_T2dipuaFM/s400/20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355564868472919874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">témpera<br /><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Si fuese yo mismo, donde estaría yo?</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-8391313619853048264?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-42365993629119962232009-06-30T03:34:00.005-04:002009-07-30T03:10:31.432-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SknAreoZWdI/AAAAAAAAADg/c0gi75SvOto/s1600-h/19.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SknAreoZWdI/AAAAAAAAADg/c0gi75SvOto/s400/19.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353021485295950290" border="0" /></a>3/3 lapiz acuarela negro<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SknArcrNAEI/AAAAAAAAADY/G7_rguCXHTA/s1600-h/18.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SknArcrNAEI/AAAAAAAAADY/G7_rguCXHTA/s400/18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353021484770852930" border="0" /></a><br />2/3 lapiz acuarela negro</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SknArDOwzoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PRYcHM_tXd0/s1600-h/17.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SknArDOwzoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PRYcHM_tXd0/s400/17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353021477940678274" border="0" /></a><br />1/3 lapiz acuarela negro (sasha grey y stoya)<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SknAq0vzCqI/AAAAAAAAADI/aq8irqcRG3I/s1600-h/16.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SknAq0vzCqI/AAAAAAAAADI/aq8irqcRG3I/s400/16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353021474052704930" border="0" /></a>lapiz acuarela negro<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;">he descubierto -entre todas las otras-,<br />una forma de no estar vivo sin estar muerto,<br />de representarse impalpable<br />siendo el cuerpo un cuerpo<br />y un 'no yo' a la vez<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-4236599362911996223?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-83761561982143202432009-06-29T06:48:00.003-04:002009-07-30T03:09:13.642-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Minina.<br /></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/Skidl9De0iI/AAAAAAAAADA/DEAPkSEtYpc/s1600-h/14.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/Skidl9De0iI/AAAAAAAAADA/DEAPkSEtYpc/s400/14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352701432499720738" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SkidlnIMvyI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EGRs1labsmY/s1600-h/13.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SkidlnIMvyI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EGRs1labsmY/s400/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352701426613927714" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SkidlR8CW2I/AAAAAAAAACw/3LRqCiW96XM/s1600-h/12.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/SkidlR8CW2I/AAAAAAAAACw/3LRqCiW96XM/s400/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352701420925770594" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">''si no puedes contra tí mismo, únete''<br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-8376156198214320243?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-57575967768848220282009-05-27T11:24:00.007-04:002009-07-30T03:09:01.703-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span> </div> <span style="font-size:130%;">ooooh, Santa caca<br />defecame tu a mí<br />convierteme en la recompenza dorada, ocre!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/Sh1cKm-tLgI/AAAAAAAAACo/WPhr1bB-I1k/s1600-h/10.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/Sh1cKm-tLgI/AAAAAAAAACo/WPhr1bB-I1k/s400/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340526070463278594" border="0" /></a>lapiz de color<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/Sh1cKdzqWpI/AAAAAAAAACg/pZ2otxc8juA/s1600-h/09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/Sh1cKdzqWpI/AAAAAAAAACg/pZ2otxc8juA/s400/09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340526068001036946" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> lapiz pasta fino (y chino)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/Sh1cKXRX7RI/AAAAAAAAACY/WBYA9kWVGYg/s1600-h/08.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/Sh1cKXRX7RI/AAAAAAAAACY/WBYA9kWVGYg/s400/08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340526066246610194" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">lapiz pasta fino (y chino)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/Sh1cKAVtofI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mHeU07gOWNo/s1600-h/07.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/Sh1cKAVtofI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mHeU07gOWNo/s400/07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340526060090794482" border="0" /></a><br />lapiz pasta fino (y chino)<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/Sh1cJoBDYLI/AAAAAAAAACI/gdMXSoZMKSw/s1600-h/06.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/Sh1cJoBDYLI/AAAAAAAAACI/gdMXSoZMKSw/s400/06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340526053561688242" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">lapiz grafito<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-5757596776884822028?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-39353710212438153352009-05-21T06:13:00.004-04:002009-07-30T03:08:49.566-04:00En Chile no se habla de <span style="font-size:100%;">caca</span>; escuchaste <span style="font-size:130%;">m*erda</span>?!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShUqjWSoOgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VhxqJLXjA4U/s1600-h/04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShUqjWSoOgI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VhxqJLXjA4U/s400/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338219720085092866" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">grafito en bond</span><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShUqj-4QfSI/AAAAAAAAACA/vLKkXkuAYxI/s1600-h/05.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShUqj-4QfSI/AAAAAAAAACA/vLKkXkuAYxI/s400/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338219730980338978" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-3935371021243815335?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-55177057356200152622009-05-21T03:17:00.003-04:002009-07-30T03:08:25.817-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShUAvC3F5tI/AAAAAAAAABg/6kbQKH0eV2c/s1600-h/03.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShUAvC3F5tI/AAAAAAAAABg/6kbQKH0eV2c/s400/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338173741539387090" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShUAu26-_6I/AAAAAAAAABY/UNoRDOBpnXA/s1600-h/02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShUAu26-_6I/AAAAAAAAABY/UNoRDOBpnXA/s400/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338173738334486434" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShUAupXdsSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dxodq9bg8L0/s1600-h/01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShUAupXdsSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Dxodq9bg8L0/s400/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338173734695842082" border="0" /></a><br />dibujo rapido<br /><br />trazo amargo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-5517705735620015262?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-41252786541013409742009-05-20T01:00:00.006-04:002009-07-30T03:08:02.779-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">Lo elaborado y lo simple<br />la linea y la mancha<br />cenaron pulsiones<br />pagaron con tiempo<br />mas lo expresivo quedo en el intento<br />de comer mas lento.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShOPj-WQPFI/AAAAAAAAABI/tehbaUshoFk/s1600-h/escanear0028.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShOPj-WQPFI/AAAAAAAAABI/tehbaUshoFk/s400/escanear0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337767831558700114" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">2007 lápiz pasta</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShOPjsyih6I/AAAAAAAAABA/OwS6P5gWFAE/s1600-h/escanear0024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShOPjsyih6I/AAAAAAAAABA/OwS6P5gWFAE/s400/escanear0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337767826845501346" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">2006 lápices de colores</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Hay un afán</span> por los <span style="font-size:100%;">dibujos rapidos</span> con lapices baratos, con lo cercano,<br />el corrugado y la acuarela<br />sera limite de la<span style="font-size:100%;"> improductividad?</span><br />me he sentido realmente improductivo, mas la idea de este blog es quitar aquello,<br /><span style="font-size:100%;">subir lo mas seguido</span> posible ''algo'' que mueva los dedos de mis <span style="font-size:100%;">pies</span> como ojala los suyos.<br /><br />Es extraño, pasaran 3 semanas o mas entre un dibujo y otro? (promedio)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">respiramos todo el tiempo<br />pero son los suspiros los que le dan vida nuestro tiempo</span><br />há<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">*click en las imagenes, son </span><span style="font-size:100%;">muy</span> <span style="font-size:78%;">grandes!!!</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-4125278654101340974?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33517189.post-67914146512818426632009-05-19T21:48:00.007-04:002009-07-30T03:11:54.372-04:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">VIAJE</span></span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShNrEJFYMqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7Vid-oVTLvk/s1600-h/IMG_0692.jpg"><span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k2SAzfKepS0/ShNrEJFYMqI/AAAAAAAAAA4/7Vid-oVTLvk/s400/IMG_0692.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337727702266294946" border="0" /></a><br />B<br />subio a la carretera<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">paró para avanzar<br /></div>no habia tiempo en vela<br />como para esperar...su turno<br />A<br />puso su nombre en alto,<br />venia para entrar<br />saco una primavera<br />y envolvio para llevar<br />B<br />puso su vida entera<br />debajo del pulgar<br />se paro sobre su pecho<br />para sentirse suficiente<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:85%;">primera parte de una canción que esta a punto.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">publicare dibujos rutinarios varios y escritos.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">últimamente se ha presentado mucho el viaje,<br />el aprendizaje, la luz, el ver; </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Madagascar esta aquí tambien.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">mas no los techos, y es desde los techos desde donde se ve lo que no de entre las paredes;</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">es a los 40 donde se entiende lo que a los 15 no.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">propongo optar.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33517189-6791414651281842663?l=pitomandril.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nikolashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13001135694056324234noreply@blogger.com0