EL MUSEO DE HIPATIA

WILLIAM GLACKENS: "Summer Day" (1913)

HA!

Wings of the Morning (1905)
( Edward Robert Hughes )

WikiArt

Flores en el alféizar de la ventana, 1894
( Carl Larsson )

MeisterDrucke

Schubert am Klavier, 1825
( Gustav Klimt )

Wikimedia Commons

Daniel's Answer to the King (1890)
( Briton Riviere )

viernes, 30 de marzo de 2018

jueves, 29 de marzo de 2018

domingo, 25 de marzo de 2018

sábado, 24 de marzo de 2018

viernes, 23 de marzo de 2018

jueves, 22 de marzo de 2018

lunes, 19 de marzo de 2018

VALENCIA FALLAS 2018









"Una cosa que a mí me ha llamado mucho la atensión es el tema de las paellas. Ahí hacen concurso de paellas, que ellos le llaman así, plantan 20 o 30 paellas en lo suelo y entonces se arrean ahí a haserla... Pues la hase el cuñao, el tío... Eso ya 
se lo montan ellos conforme el que lo sepa haser mejor..."

sábado, 17 de marzo de 2018

viernes, 16 de marzo de 2018

jueves, 15 de marzo de 2018

miércoles, 14 de marzo de 2018

martes, 13 de marzo de 2018

domingo, 11 de marzo de 2018

IN MEMORIAM


NI OLVIDO NI PERDÓN

(Pincha imagen para conocer todos los enigmas del 11-M)

jueves, 8 de marzo de 2018

LA SANTA COMPAÑA


En la noche fría dejan sus moradas,
viniendo a este mundo a expiar las culpas.
Mas después de las nueve y en lontananza
multitud de luces caminan sin rumbo.

Sigo la procesión con un hacha de cera,
soy una parte de ellas que aterroriza la aldea,
entablo amistad con fantasmas y visiones,
bañando en terror a los pobres de espíritu.

¡A Santa Compaña!


Ciérranse ventanas, atráncanse puertas,
¡Encomiéndate al Santo! ¡A Santa Compaña!
Son las almas en pena que salen de la iglesia
con la cruz y el escano vagan por los contornos.

Por la cerradura sacan a los dormidos
para que se unan a ellas y a su tan lúgubre marcha.
Mas pobre de aquel que no pase por muerto,
porque le entregan un cirio y ese no vuelve a su lecho.


martes, 27 de febrero de 2018

lunes, 26 de febrero de 2018

domingo, 25 de febrero de 2018

STREET ART: C/ Marqués de Lazán


You're my world, you're every breath I take
You're my world, you're every move I make
Other eyes see the stars up in the sky
But for me they shine within your eyes
As the trees reach for the sun above
So my arms reach out to you for love
With your hand resting in mine
I feel a power so divine




You're my world, you are my night and day
You're my world, you're every prayer I pray
If our love ceases to be
That is the end of my world for me
With your hand resting in mine
I feel a power so divine
You're my world, you are my night and day
You're my world, you're every prayer I pray
If our love ceases to be
That is the end of my world for me
End of my world
End of my world
End of my world for me

sábado, 24 de febrero de 2018

miércoles, 21 de febrero de 2018

martes, 20 de febrero de 2018

sábado, 10 de febrero de 2018

martes, 23 de enero de 2018

domingo, 21 de enero de 2018

sábado, 20 de enero de 2018

lunes, 15 de enero de 2018

DREAMS


Dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream

When I want you in my arms
When I want you and all your charms
Whenever I want you
All I have to do is dream
Dream, dream, dream


When I feel blue in the night
And I need you to hold me tight
Whenever I want you
All I have to do is dream

I can make you mine 
Taste your lips of wine
Anytime night or day
Only trouble is 
Gee whiz
I'm dreamin' my life away

I need you so, that I could die
I love you so and that is why
Whenever I want you
All I have to do is dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream


domingo, 14 de enero de 2018

sábado, 13 de enero de 2018

viernes, 12 de enero de 2018

CABALLITO TROTADOR


Amor sobre las rodillas
Caballito trotador...

****

jueves, 11 de enero de 2018

miércoles, 10 de enero de 2018

martes, 9 de enero de 2018

domingo, 7 de enero de 2018

CARACOL


Caracol, col, col
Saca los cuernos
Y vete al sol

sábado, 6 de enero de 2018

viernes, 5 de enero de 2018

jueves, 4 de enero de 2018

miércoles, 3 de enero de 2018

martes, 2 de enero de 2018

SUZANNE


Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half-crazy but that's why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her
Then he gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer that you've always been her lover


And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you've touched her perfect body with your mind


And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him
He said all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them
But he himself was broken, long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human, he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone

And you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind
And you think you maybe you'll trust him
For he's touched your perfect body with her mind

Now, Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river
She's wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey on our lady of the harbor
And she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed, there are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love and they wil lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds her mirror

And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she's touched your perfect body with her mind

lunes, 1 de enero de 2018

NASA MARS - Curiosity

Sol 4169 (2024-04-28)
© Credits: NASA/JPL-Caltech

NASA MARS - Perseverance

April 28, 2024 (Sol 1134)
© Credits: NASA/JPL-Caltech

NASA - APOD


ANILLOS ALREDEDOR DE LA NEBULOSA DEL ANILLO
© Derechos de imagen: Hubble , Gran Telescopio Binocular , Telescopio Subaru ; Composición y derechos de autor: Robert Gendler