tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425223751065142682012-01-19T01:50:03.827-03:00-fotografías-Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.comBlogger351100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-90440604629027579852010-04-28T12:29:00.003-03:002010-04-28T12:36:58.693-03:00<span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>Lo "reloaded" está de moda, es un hecho.</strong><br /><strong>Aunque, ¿cómo hacer una remake de uno mismo? </strong><br /><strong></strong></span><br /><strong>Después de un recreo con demasiadas prórrogas, quiero volver a compartir mi mirada.</strong><br /><strong>Y porque la visión que uno tiene del mundo está constantemente sujeta a mutaciones, no encuentro mejor excusa para presentar esta versión "remasterizada" de mi blog.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Las entradas antiguas se conservan tal cual y las nuevas ya vendrán.</strong><br /><strong>Un beso a todos</strong></span> </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffff99;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffff99;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffff99;"><em>"Muchas personas se inquietan cuando están por ser fotografiadas: </em><em>no porque teman, como los primitivos, un ultraje, </em><em>sino porque temen la reprobación de la cámara. </em></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffff99;"><em>Quieren la imagen idealizada: una fotografía donde luzcan mejor que nunca."</em> </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;">(Susan Sontag en"Sobre la fotografía")</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"></div>creandoimagenes@mail.com<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-9044060462902757985?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-35287402828501901662009-01-22T12:03:00.003-02:002009-01-22T13:45:34.847-02:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">(<strong>part one)</strong></span></span><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SXh9Im1-0mI/AAAAAAAAAKg/DukCBr4q1Ag/s1600-h/tupida+o+t%C3%BApida.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294118948793406050" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SXh9Im1-0mI/AAAAAAAAAKg/DukCBr4q1Ag/s400/tupida+o+t%C3%BApida.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">...I thought I could be like Maradó (Maradó, Maradó...).</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">(Autorretrato)</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-3528740282850190166?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-73480591690988479092008-12-18T01:59:00.002-02:002008-12-18T02:27:29.578-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SUnLc91AhVI/AAAAAAAAAKY/2eQW9mwmvt4/s1600-h/lujan11bett.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280975736562287954" style="WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SUnLc91AhVI/AAAAAAAAAKY/2eQW9mwmvt4/s400/lujan11bett.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">¿...cuántos organilleros quedarán?</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Estadísticas... hmm, mejor no. <span style="font-size:130%;">Prefiero la intriga.</span></span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-7348059169098847909?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-3307120923822095952008-12-17T02:11:00.002-02:002008-12-17T02:15:31.620-02:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">...dijo que mis trabajos le generan <strong><span style="font-size:180%;">tristeza</span>.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"> Me quedo pensando.</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-330712092382209595?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-28060093975403437162008-12-16T03:13:00.004-02:002008-12-16T03:23:43.341-02:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">(parte 3)</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SUc6EE06p4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MbNSvjWZNgU/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280252929804773250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SUc6EE06p4I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MbNSvjWZNgU/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">"...éramos jóvenes aún", dijiste.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">Qué más da.</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-2806009397540343716?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-47798776081856573172008-12-16T01:18:00.009-02:002008-12-17T02:03:04.388-02:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">...</span><span style="color:#ffffff;">supe que <span style="font-size:180%;">con eso bastaba.</span></span></strong><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"><strong></strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><strong>Eran tiempos en los que no gustaba </strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><strong>de mirar </strong></span><span style="color:#ffffff;"><strong>hacia el cielo.</strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SUceqsqoo4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/Lg7KlyimgZQ/s1600-h/retf+motion+blur+layercopy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280222807008519042" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SUceqsqoo4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/Lg7KlyimgZQ/s400/retf+motion+blur+layercopy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Ilustración crisis económica, financiera y crediticia global.</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-4779877608185657317?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-83915356896528413902008-12-16T01:11:00.004-02:002008-12-16T02:33:57.271-02:00<span style="color:#ffffff;">plop!,<strong> <span style="font-size:130%;">plop!,</span> <span style="font-size:180%;">plop!</span></strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SUcc2-0thiI/AAAAAAAAAKA/i0lgNST2aAw/s1600-h/MAL+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280220819017795106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SUcc2-0thiI/AAAAAAAAAKA/i0lgNST2aAw/s400/MAL+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Ilustración de la crisis económica, financiera y crediticia global.</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-8391535689652841390?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-25799199733714324822008-11-12T00:41:00.001-02:002008-11-12T00:44:12.368-02:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"> (parte 2)</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SRpCib9EGdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xUfb4Bym_f4/s1600-h/SRW+sensualidad+de+lo+cotidiano+001+en+baja.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267595873550080466" style="WIDTH: 428px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SRpCib9EGdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xUfb4Bym_f4/s400/SRW+sensualidad+de+lo+cotidiano+001+en+baja.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><span style="font-size:130%;">...uno, dos, uno, dos, uno, </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>dos.</strong></span></span><br /><br />creandoimagenes@mail.com<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-2579919973371432482?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-91035273503320856652008-11-11T00:58:00.004-02:002008-11-11T01:08:31.704-02:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">(parte 1)</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SRj1SwaxejI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bEMgQY-oeCo/s1600-h/SRW+sensualidad+de+lo+cotidiano+002+en+baja.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267229466793441842" style="WIDTH: 484px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SRj1SwaxejI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bEMgQY-oeCo/s400/SRW+sensualidad+de+lo+cotidiano+002+en+baja.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;">...sensuality is everywhere.</span><br /><br /><div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-9103527350332085665?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-7059630034154904402008-10-21T03:13:00.004-02:002008-10-21T03:27:17.039-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SP1lGHbJFKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vrJPOT_uS4A/s1600-h/la+primera.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259471095585117346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SP1lGHbJFKI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vrJPOT_uS4A/s400/la+primera.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Esta es la primera foto que hice en mi vida.</span></strong> </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">En ese entonces tenía nueve años y aún hoy recuerdo cada detalle...<br />Esa tarde mi madre estaba benévola y me permitió acceder a su preciosa "Konica", una joya de visor directo que todavía me tiene enamorada. ¡Qué lente!!!</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Terraza, cielo perfecto, el palo borracho florecido y, en mis manos, la cámara: ¿qué más podía pedir?, <strong><em>"ponela en 11, 125!!!, y cuidado con el fantasmita!, quitale el fantasmita!!!",</em></strong> con esos códigos (...gritados por mi madre que no había subido a la terraza) salió la primera foto.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Me encanta recordarlo.</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-705963003415490440?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-68937378699228452042008-10-21T03:04:00.004-02:002008-11-11T01:10:38.947-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SP1jmZ1t0sI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mSR4zyYu19Q/s1600-h/mata+mu%C3%B1ecas+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259469451260973762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SP1jmZ1t0sI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mSR4zyYu19Q/s400/mata+mu%C3%B1ecas+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SP1jKyBkRwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/we1zYw38wnQ/s1600-h/mata+mu%C3%B1ecas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259468976716793602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SP1jKyBkRwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/we1zYw38wnQ/s400/mata+mu%C3%B1ecas.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><strong>¿1980 y cuántos?</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Todos los inviernos florecían las marimoñas. Había que esperar a que la flor estuviera seca para juntar las semillas.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Banfield.</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-6893737869922845204?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-21506014405521355882008-09-25T03:50:00.005-03:002008-09-25T03:54:35.453-03:00<span style="color:#ffffff;">aún no estaba <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">podrida.</span></strong></span><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SNs0zhg5I-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/9L3iD04VZbw/s1600-h/tallos2+baja.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249847850404750306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SNs0zhg5I-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/9L3iD04VZbw/s400/tallos2+baja.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Tallos.</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-2150601440552135588?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-41341208723353937712008-09-25T03:31:00.007-03:002008-09-25T04:03:50.445-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;">¿...se supone que por eso debo ser optimista?</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SNswbbbXyyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/v1J4I_uKqmo/s1600-h/SRW++Ilustraci%C3%B3n+primavera+en+baja.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249843038407609122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SNswbbbXyyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/v1J4I_uKqmo/s400/SRW++Ilustraci%C3%B3n+primavera+en+baja.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Mis polleras</span></strong> (...lo sé). <span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Mi terraza.</strong> </span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Mi maldito árbol.</span></strong><br /></span><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-4134120872335393771?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-43014268031461042642008-09-16T02:01:00.004-03:002011-07-02T16:40:01.718-03:00<strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" >...but his... je... his was bigger.</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SM890zGu7tI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TPxGHbvRFiQ/s1600-h/SRW+Ilustraci%C3%B3n+Rostros+de+Manuel+Vicent.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246480068190858962" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SM890zGu7tI/AAAAAAAAAGs/TPxGHbvRFiQ/s400/SRW+Ilustraci%C3%B3n+Rostros+de+Manuel+Vicent.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);">...mi "yo" seudo andrógino.<br /></span><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-4301426803146104264?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-40043012395234118102008-09-11T03:09:00.005-03:002008-09-11T03:26:49.302-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">(que lo sabía)</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SMi5Gql5a-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/tBz7s7MW0UE/s1600-h/ni%C3%B1a+caperucita.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244645290236537826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SMi5Gql5a-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/tBz7s7MW0UE/s400/ni%C3%B1a+caperucita.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Revolviendo un poco el archivo... la semana pasada apareció.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Hmm... tres horas y media y suena el despertador... argrr... fuck!</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-4004301239523411810?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-64343308023756539302008-09-09T01:23:00.002-03:002008-09-09T01:28:01.180-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>(hmmm, ¿días, semanas, meses, años?)</strong></span><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SMX6aIUVhFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xWUTPYkxgLE/s1600-h/SRW+Ilustraci%C3%B3n+para+el+texto+Esclavos+en+baja.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243872667959133266" style="WIDTH: 472px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" height="174" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SMX6aIUVhFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/xWUTPYkxgLE/s400/SRW+Ilustraci%C3%B3n+para+el+texto+Esclavos+en+baja.jpg" width="432" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">...quizá sólo es cuestión de hacerse un poco más de tiempo para dormir.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">O de establecer (de una maldita vez) un listado de prioridades.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Vaya uno a saber...</span><br /><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-6434330802375653930?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-29998817157263681542008-09-04T23:53:00.003-03:002008-09-05T01:37:09.972-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">era uno de sus ataques de violencia.</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SMCfi3mHatI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Z1WNbo0iUUU/s1600-h/031Biblio+Nacional+Sal%C3%B3n+5to+piso+KDK.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242365387647445714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SMCfi3mHatI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Z1WNbo0iUUU/s400/031Biblio+Nacional+Sal%C3%B3n+5to+piso+KDK.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-2999881715726368154?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-66535506911444974372008-09-02T10:28:00.007-03:002008-09-10T11:37:01.732-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SL1Agg9cyVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JaKQtFMOIBE/s1600-h/morguexcv+en+baja.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241416468676790610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SL1Agg9cyVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JaKQtFMOIBE/s400/morguexcv+en+baja.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SL1AVzZZ50I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qT1V0AcOC_4/s1600-h/morguexcv+en+baja.jpg"></a><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Era mujer.</span></strong> Esa noche ya estaba ahí cuando llegue. </span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Me impresionaron sus uñas, su postura: indicios del abandono en el que murió.<br />Hay cosas que uno sólo puede observar a través de la cámara.</span></div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-6653550691144497437?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-59729076491986582152008-08-30T03:08:00.018-03:002008-08-30T15:51:17.890-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SLjkKjR_unI/AAAAAAAAADs/_H7fgsw5Xps/s1600-h/morguebynel+primeroqvi+en+baja.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240189036366117490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SLjkKjR_unI/AAAAAAAAADs/_H7fgsw5Xps/s400/morguebynel+primeroqvi+en+baja.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color:#ffffcc;">El primer cadaver que vi al entrar en la morgue. </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">(al hacer la foto, en mi cabeza suena "My sharona")</span></span> </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"><em>"...el triunfo más perdurable de la fotografía</em></span><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ha sido su aptitud para <strong>descubrir la belleza</strong></span></em></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"><em><strong>en lo humilde,</strong></em></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"><em><strong>lo inane,</strong></em></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"><em><strong>lo decrépito"</strong></em></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#ffffcc;">(Susan Sontag)</span><br /></span></span><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-5972907649198658215?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-7818365467547299942008-08-25T01:18:00.009-03:002008-08-30T15:54:06.950-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>(Y morí.)</strong></span><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SLI0EHlXCWI/AAAAAAAAADM/-C36PMsQIos/s1600-h/ctes30.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238306561945176418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SLI0EHlXCWI/AAAAAAAAADM/-C36PMsQIos/s400/ctes30.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SLI0ElSrn7I/AAAAAAAAADU/dLhT5MoyQFo/s1600-h/ctes38.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238306569919897522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SLI0ElSrn7I/AAAAAAAAADU/dLhT5MoyQFo/s400/ctes38.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SLI0EwNoqfI/AAAAAAAAADc/o_RbcKLbY5g/s1600-h/ctes76.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238306572851522034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SLI0EwNoqfI/AAAAAAAAADc/o_RbcKLbY5g/s400/ctes76.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Más Av. Corrientes. Sol y buena compañía.</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-781836546754729994?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-37463657110639197352008-08-23T04:44:00.005-03:002008-08-30T15:54:36.757-03:00<strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">(así que es piel )</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SK_AdICj2vI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nek_GXo9yEQ/s1600-h/ctes37.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237616498262137586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SK_AdICj2vI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nek_GXo9yEQ/s400/ctes37.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Buenos Aires - Av. Corrientes </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">(no hace falta aclarar el número).</span><span style="font-size:78%;"> </span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-3746365711063919735?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-43172594274085394502008-08-21T01:44:00.005-03:002008-08-30T15:55:08.014-03:00<strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">a ver las cosas de otra manera...</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SKzzzLzKalI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pbjy_rikVh0/s1600-h/ilustrando+a+Miller.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236828527391304274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SKzzzLzKalI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pbjy_rikVh0/s400/ilustrando+a+Miller.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Miércoles. Mediodía pos lluvia. Caminando por la 9 de Julio </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">(...que no es lo mismo que "Caminando la 9 de Julio", ojo).</span><br /><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-4317259427408539450?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-23610492271870299732008-08-20T11:48:00.009-03:002008-08-30T15:58:32.099-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">(una mañana de sábado)</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SKwvjgyOLVI/AAAAAAAAACk/FDcY79vGmo4/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236612753867550034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SKwvjgyOLVI/AAAAAAAAACk/FDcY79vGmo4/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Esas cosas que detesto. Autorretrato.</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-2361049227187029973?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-40586179646317274542008-08-07T02:25:00.008-03:002008-08-30T15:58:46.230-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SJqHzMCNJNI/AAAAAAAAACc/9lLw3B39EQc/s1600-h/autorretrato+emulando+a+d"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231643230617806034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SJqHzMCNJNI/AAAAAAAAACc/9lLw3B39EQc/s400/autorretrato+emulando+a+d%27agata.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Autorretrato. </span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-4058617964631727454?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-33605419946154870662008-05-31T12:43:00.006-03:002008-08-30T15:59:23.904-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SEFymZV3jZI/AAAAAAAAACI/M6PRqiAIHN0/s1600-h/srw+privilegios+p001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206568648180206994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SEFymZV3jZI/AAAAAAAAACI/M6PRqiAIHN0/s400/srw+privilegios+p001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div></div><div><span style="color:#ffffcc;">3 am</span></div><div> </div><div><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-3360541994615487066?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-47040454493137025672008-05-24T01:33:00.010-03:002008-08-30T16:00:04.764-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SDea6eubHbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VQSw4SbQYug/s1600-h/titikaka+en+copacabana.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203798223920766386" style="WIDTH: 449px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px" height="286" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SDea6eubHbI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VQSw4SbQYug/s400/titikaka+en+copacabana.jpg" width="440" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffcc;">Lago Titikaka - Costanera de Copacabana, Bolivia.</span><br /></span><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><em><strong>"-¿Cómo se dice “ojos” en aymara?</strong><br />-¿Eh?, ¿vos querés que me acuerde…?<br />Rumbo a Copacabana una chola me habla en un idioma que no comprendo, pero otra mujer que viaja en el colectivo hará las veces de traductora y dirá que están halagando mis ojos. A mí me gustan los suyos, brillan tantísimo más. Vuelvo a pegarme a la ventanilla, mi atención regresa a la cumbre nevada del Illimani, con sus más de 6000 mts. de altura."</em><br /><br /></span><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-4704045449313702567?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-53789173013268943752008-05-24T00:56:00.011-03:002008-08-30T16:01:49.890-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SDeSR-ubHaI/AAAAAAAAABw/uT3DxOmjNWw/s1600-h/conflicto.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203788732043042210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SDeSR-ubHaI/AAAAAAAAABw/uT3DxOmjNWw/s400/conflicto.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Autorretrato.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#999999;"><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-5378917301326894375?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-27024280281002190292008-03-06T00:48:00.014-02:002008-08-30T16:02:36.023-03:00<strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">(Te sentí.)</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span></strong><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/R89f8Nw20KI/AAAAAAAAABo/xpkt_v6UM40/s1600-h/008Biblio+Nacional+Area+No+videntes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174459984963358882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/R89f8Nw20KI/AAAAAAAAABo/xpkt_v6UM40/s400/008Biblio+Nacional+Area+No+videntes.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Biblioteca Nacional - Área para no videntes.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Ejemplar del "Martín Fierro", edición homenaje en el centenario de su publicación. </span><br /></span><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Ilustraciones en relieve por la profesora Julia M. Crespo.</span> </span></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><br /></span><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-2702428028100219029?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-43653620681164780172008-03-05T23:54:00.018-02:002008-08-30T16:03:05.817-03:00<span style="color:#ffffcc;"><em></em></span><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><em>"Todos los seres humanos nacen libres e iguales en dignidad y derechos y, dotados como están de razón y conciencia, deben comportarse fraternalmente los unos con los otros."<br /></em></span><span style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Artículo 1 de la Declaración Universal de los Derechos Humanos)</span> </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#666666;"><br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><em>"Todo individuo tiene derecho a la libertad de opinión y de expresión; este derecho incluye el de no ser molestado a causa de sus opiniones, el de investigar y recibir informaciones y opiniones, y el de difundirlas, sin limitación de fronteras, por cualquier medio de expresión." </em></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;">(Artículo 19 de la Declaración Universal de los Derechos Humanos)</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-4365362068116478017?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-29039152788724170332008-03-05T02:17:00.015-02:002008-09-04T23:10:50.863-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SMCVCMn0BTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VOS6uXE4yA4/s1600-h/006+bis.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242353831239746866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SMCVCMn0BTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VOS6uXE4yA4/s400/006+bis.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SMCTbgeLMcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/gczIDPTWCeQ/s1600-h/004+bis.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242352067041505730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SMCTbgeLMcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/gczIDPTWCeQ/s400/004+bis.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Mosko en su Living - Buenos Aires.</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-2903915278872417033?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-66870894349981881522008-03-05T02:15:00.007-02:002008-08-30T16:04:49.390-03:00<strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">(el cielo, siempre azul... )</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"></span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"></span></strong><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/R84emNw20HI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mCjnNfyRnkY/s1600-h/Pza+de+Mayo+25-05+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174106663773720690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/R84emNw20HI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mCjnNfyRnkY/s400/Pza+de+Mayo+25-05+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Plaza de Mayo - Buenos Aires.</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-6687089434998188152?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-76540451376669597702008-03-05T01:36:00.013-02:002008-09-04T23:00:19.021-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SMCSouoJ_gI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AbDbKekTeVk/s1600-h/paloma01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242351194668137986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/SMCSouoJ_gI/AAAAAAAAAF0/AbDbKekTeVk/s400/paloma01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">"...de pronto empecé a entender algo. Meru-ké interpretó mal mi cara, </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">y se entusiasmó: como si yo fuera en verdad un chico </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">empezó a repetirme toda la escena de cuando el alma del muerto </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">sufre el interrogatorio de los dioses: </span></em><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Osiris, Isis, Thot, Anubis, </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">todos estaban allí y le pedían cuentas al muerto </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">por lo que había hecho en vida. "</span></em><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;">De "Un día en la vida de Dios", Martín Caparrós.</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-7654045137666959770?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-52844284562333572812008-03-05T01:29:00.010-02:002008-08-30T16:11:04.204-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Rojas,</span> eran <span style="font-size:180%;">todas rojas</span> salvo una.</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/R84UN9w20EI/AAAAAAAAAA0/c015LX0k_BE/s1600-h/069Biblio+Nacional+Hemeroteca.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174095252045615170" style="WIDTH: 419px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" height="252" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/R84UN9w20EI/AAAAAAAAAA0/c015LX0k_BE/s320/069Biblio+Nacional+Hemeroteca.jpg" width="419" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Biblioteca Nacional - Hemeroteca</span><br /><br /><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-5284428456233357281?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-78534659237860013842008-03-05T01:05:00.012-02:002008-08-30T16:08:23.913-03:00<p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/R84QHNw20BI/AAAAAAAAAAc/0rCe41it3H0/s1600-h/salar+de+uyuni.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174090738034987026" style="WIDTH: 437px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px" height="241" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/R84QHNw20BI/AAAAAAAAAAc/0rCe41it3H0/s320/salar+de+uyuni.jpg" width="389" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;">Salar de Uyuni - Bolivia</span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/R84QHtw20CI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5zr2e8AESnA/s1600-h/pisac+desde+arriba.jpg"></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mAYcWuP3XoA/R84QINw20DI/AAAAAAAAAAs/E4IA6A8oj20/s1600-h/machu+picchu+vista.jpg"></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;">"... Serán los únicos dos días de calor en el mes que nos tomará el viaje. </span></em><em><span style="font-family:georgia;">Serán los únicos días que tendremos para justificar haber cargado tantas musculosas, el traje de baño y el bronceador, porque Uyuni es sal, mucha sal; y sol, ar</span></em></span><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;">riba, abajo y a los costados."</span></em></span></p><div align="justify"><a href="mailto:creandoimagenes@mail.com">creandoimagenes@mail.com</a> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-7853465923786001384?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-842522375106514268.post-50707725813184790382008-03-05T00:01:00.006-02:002008-08-30T16:08:49.180-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-size:180%;">y gracias por pasar.</span> Que lo disfruten.</span></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/842522375106514268-5070772581318479038?l=silviaramirezwos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Silvia Ramírez Woshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14614948838346627509noreply@blogger.com6