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I, I know, I never put shoes like those.

But the last time I saw the light, that kind of light, I was with another woman, with several glasses of more and more considerable hoarseness, telling the life we \u200b\u200blive and they live with other women who are nearby. Asking opinion and being loyal to half past five, having been walking for Sevilla with a friend who danced.

I do not remember how long he had not danced with anyone. And he did not speak of death and pain and heartbreak and the change is only possible with violence and anger and suicide.

Then I came and hugged and kissed his eyes and laughed, because she laughs with her eyes. And I told him.

It took me long to be thus left with another woman, knowing that a part of that circle of light that will be a squishy mattress on the worries, because, for a long time, they did not like. It took a lot, some, become the best part of me, the people you look and recognize me.

I agreed to do this.

is the first time I spent a photo.

Today I was reading an article a war photographer, Lynsey Addario. Talk about how and why a woman covering war. There is a phrase that I like: "People think Photographing photography is about. To me, it's about Relationships."

It took a while to understand some things. Why I like the pictures that I like. To take pictures and write were just a way to tell because I always tell it has been difficult. Why, when other photographing flowers and birds, I would look at them. Why I like the people I like. And what kind of people liked me.

Thanks, Carlos .

The picture is of Carlos / Gayolopez .

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The Bert Stern photographed for Vogue magazine, six weeks before his death. They had a few bottles of Dom Perignon, a la suite 261 of the Hotel Bel Air, and a naked body that was light on the target. The woman squinted eyes, the mole near her lip and platinum blond hair was always late, appears with a striped scarf and a scar on the side. A smaller chest than the other and more dropped, some wrinkles marked the passage of time and a large and visible seams.

It was, still is, the more sexual myth of history. Today

had retouched with Photoshop.

Image Bert Stern.

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Things have not talked to anyone shameless

(usually) that I like the drawings of Fernando Vicente, of which, when they leave Spike and Willow in Buffy, so I better step ; whiff of fascist and messianic fucked me Battlestar Galactica I have one round and stopped (though they are still in love with Starbuck: Starbuck or first)-as much as I understand, blah blah blah, that in times of crisis , blah, blah, blah, people cling to religion, and more blah, "that I became an expert on porn with thirteen years of Auden is able to pass down the middle, of the way Athos I fell in love long ago, that someday I would make a good photo in New York that I like talking to the guys because I can Extrebeo superhero name and say "Chris Ware" or "Art Spiegelman "and" Krazy Kat "or" Midtown Comics "that sometimes quietly recited poems on the street.

That there are certain days I can mourn with anything.

With anything. not by any thing. The conversation with Enrique Bordes and Fermín Solís (who never appreciate enough how much it makes me grow and how good it is spent talking to him) is here.

The drawing is Fernando Vicente.

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I have not seen Cleopatra, but I remember smiling a lot when I saw it on the big screen for the first time in Flintstones. Had, we already know, the world's most beautiful eyes. And one of the most personal voices I've ever heard. I grew up with Giant with Cat on Tin Roof, with A Place in the Sun with Ivanhoe and Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf . And, of course, seeing the little nose of Amy in Little Women , but I always prefer to Jo March.

I loved that woman. Montgomery Clift, who also liked the name Bessie Mae. One day it will Lauren Bacall and Sophia Loren and when that happens, yes we are alive and remain alone.

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Well that .

And do not add more because I'm still completely embarrassed.

should pass it my bosses.

But I do not do those things ever.

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Nerea Madrid is kiss and kiss me Jesus, Begoña shake hands and colleagues, Tormentito that 85 percent of people are assholes and that of the rest, there are many that we like. Cristina is to recognize in the person with whom I exchange eight posts a day and put a face to Nacho. Talk to Pepe music. That Kois me down the blind so that the sun does not wake me. Try new dishes and talk a while, embarrassed, with the clerk of The Comic Co. on "Life is good if you give up," Seth, I've brought home after it has aired Nerea hastily, as read before some U and me also.

That photo of the Plaza Mayor has a drop in the middle because it was raining. I have not done a lot more pictures and any salvageable: it was a long, long time not spent so cold in Madrid and the weather was not so bleak.

is testimonial. I have gone back, of course. I always come back.

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Presentation of "South, dictatorship and later. .. "

March 31, 2011 at 19 pm., the Argentine Team Psychosocial Work and Research (EATIP) presented to the Board Borges of the National Library (Agüero 2502)

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eleven years, going to Madrid is to think of someone who will never see.

I owe part of who I am. Much of what I am. Phrases I say. Expressions. Worldviews. Certain militancy.

If you see on the street not recognize.

no longer speak. No matter: it is within me.

He is me.

not talk to someone else who will never see.

do not know his name and asked to leave.

I've told a thousand times. It is an old story.

In this three years ago.

returned for a while and it was worse. It was much worse.

I know I can not go to the Plaza Mayor without my stomach upside down again . And I'm dying to take a picture Debod night's temple, but probably will not ever.

Whenever I go to Madrid I do, too. Feels

well (and so bad)
at the same time ...

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hundred years have passed since I first held.

is not a celebration but a claim.

If I complain, or if I am unworthy, I always receive the same answers.

That I am a victim. I can not complain, because before we were worse. I hate men.

I was not born a woman.

evolution did not even know one.

Gender awareness was awakened me a man. He was a man who told me about Seneca Falls for the first time. And Elizabeth Cady Stanton.

Exist, exist. And there were. Marx. Engels. Raul

Stuart Mill, who tries to understand. Carlos. Angel, whose sculpture of equality, one of the highlights of Fine Arts, chaired by my shelf for years. Luis. Agu. Caramel. Javi. Alfredo.

friends I have.

and Neno.

Thanks.

The image is of Cady Stanton.

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For the pleasure of seeing her again

if you speak, and hear, perhaps one day we can understand, or pretend that we understand, or believe that we understand, because they believe, may become real . Write, too. Write about how hard it is to grow. About how difficult it is to grow.

That told us Blanca Miguel Ángel Solá and Oteyza. Michael and Nana. Someone is important when you feel like seeing him again.

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next step following inspiration, the next sweep.

I'm in the GAP 4.0.

is a group that came from Canon. Stems from the generosity of others, for others to learn. When one has learned, is committed to teach and keep learning. "Always learning, always teaching."

I can not do pictures. Memorable photos, of course, I say, as I recall several of my friends. And so I more than scared.

The fact is that someone thinks I can.

And took me by the hand. And that's OK, because I am insecure and falling ground.

The photo that was started in New York. The East Village.

For now, all I can say to a critique of my photos is Sir, yes sir. You shall not copy photos from other places (because if not, what it would want to learn, want to experience, wanting to find out?). Never, never justify a photo. Or clarified. Or explain. And vampires are not allowed.

who led me by the hand will be my captain. And he has begun recommending "Memories of fever, sleep and doze" of a certain Machado. Because poetry is also learned to take pictures.

In the next two years, I guess I would appreciate a lot.

Today only one: that one day you'll see this man face to , Barcelona or wherever, and you'll give thanks for in fact, for me to call him for granted. With a photo.

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Today I was talking to Miguel Ángel Solá and his wife, Blanca Oteyza. "Here and there I think that the bastards are and will be sons of bitches. And the shame is lost once and never recovers. And, from there, everything is going downhill. "That's what he said in another interview. It is a sweet guy or sweet because I think the Argentines have that lilting accent. come to Merida with a play called" For the pleasure of seeing her again ".

I put the microphone very happy, sleepy, half-broken and even euphoric, but the first interview that I cry.

Solá was telling me that sometimes you like to see someone no longer is. See her smile again. Listening to the voice. I remembered (it was a flash) the last scene of Artificial Intelligence as if it was before. And I have not been noticed, I guess, but it has given me much grief, I have a knot the stomach and throat and tears have jumped me.

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A photo

few days ago I saw a picture. It was a strange weekend, I spent partly relieved, somewhat battered, too, with friends, books with pictures. shared pain that has not gone , because that will hurt me for long and in many different ways. And I saw a picture.

I have seen many of that city. I was not able to recognize the Empire State and now distinguish each building. I listened to Billie Holiday, Billy Joel and Frank Sinatra all the time. I decided to go to travel to Paris alone and because you have to go to Lyon to see when to Matthew Noel. And because Paris means other things: a restatement and another flight. I know what that will mean Paris.

A denial, for starters.

why this image made me sad. There is a woman. Dress in black. Watch a showcase. Nothing more. Carrying a bag that has the logo: "I love New York." Seems tired or tired I guess. And in the end I do not know if this is what the picture shows or what I saw. Or the part of me that wanted to be herself and stand in front of a window that displays vintage clothing, because there do not know what to Jane Eyre, and carry a bag I love New York because I have entered in one of those tacky souvenir shops for tourists and have bought something y. ..

I tasted defeat, the photo. Because I know I'll go to Paris wanting to be elsewhere. And I know exactly what I would do in that other part and I will not ask permission. And that's why I will not because I do not want no for an answer, it would be the third time, because I'm not in the mood for it does not hurt.

Although things never go as intended.

I do not know who she is, but it has accompanied me since then. I learned the light of memory, the shape of the two bags, window bills, soil stains, how someone else put a bow tie, stripes of marble.

Just after I sent a message view. For that I wait, with a hot coffee and a cinnamon muffin.

He told me, he was very happy.

Now I just cross your fingers. And so on.

Workinpana image.