LEKKERRRRRR....
My Prince Charming... Paul Newman... We miss you, Paul.
Cloud #9
Antigues Pessetes - Brand New Band - Go Catalan Music!!!
This picture is one of my first creations. It’s been used by this new Catalan band which is now beginning to skip through a truly promising professional path. The picture is also posted on Facebook and Myspace. I hope I can do much more for them from now on.
I’ve been mostly working with b/w analogic film and now I’m willing to move to digital photography. I intend to learn more and more every day I have the pleasure to work with them. In case you wanna see someone talented, chech what my friends do: http://www.enderrock.cat/sona9/grup/182/antigues/pessetes
Gil & Maurice
El Esfuerzo El Ánimo - Gil Román
Hi ha coses que són precioses i aquesta n’és una.
Dorothea Lange / Side A
Miller’s documentary photography made me think of Lange’s Depression-era work.
Miller / Side B
WW2 Correspondent Syndrome
Miller / Side A
Flowerpot syndrome
More / Miller
by Man Ray...
Lee Miller was NOT only a beautiful countenance...
NOT only Man Ray’s lover...
She was a photographer, the 30’s VOGUE Beauté, a Surrealist inspiration...and a woman.
BY lee...
G/Román: ballar en una imatge
There are (sub)objects of desire SO worth to be lived...
Again in love... in LOVE... and, by analogy... A Love is a Love is a Love is a Love...
Troballa del dia :))) E-N-J-O-Y
Timbaland feat. She Wants Revenge "TIME"
(ni punyeteru cas al video. no hi ha hagut manera de trobar-ne un de decent)
Ishioka at the MOMA (NY)
És permanent, per tant... s’ha d’anar a veure si o si.
Cahun & Beach
Sylvia Beach by Cahun
Cahun Herself
I liiiike it :D
-Claude Cahun- Principios del Twentieth Century. Surreal y Baudeleriana.
M'acabo de trobar això... from SF with love...
PITY THE NATION
(After Khalil Gibran)
Pity the nation whose people are sheep
and whose shepherds mislead them
Pity the nation whose leaders are liars
Whose sages are silenced
And whose bigots haunt the airwaves
Pity the nation that raises not its voice
Except to praise conquerers
And acclaim the bully as hero
And aims to rule the world
By force and by torture
Pity the nation that knows
No other language but its own
And no other culture but its own
Pity the nation whose breath is money
And sleeps the sleep of the too well fed
Pity the nation Oh pity the people
Who allow their rights to erode
And their freedoms to be washed away
My country, tears of thee
Sweet land of liberty!
Lawrence Ferlinghetti
I remember you...
You left 70 years ago, a day like today... You gave me Orlando, you gave me A Room of One’s Own. I remember you...
Cara Tilda...
With you... I become Dante Gabriel Rossetti...