Solar Bears - 'Supermigration'

Tell me and I’ll forget; show me and I may remember; involve me and I’ll understand.
Chinese proverb
Durante toda la charla, José Luis Sampedro amenazó con decirle al auditorio algo sobre la vida. Al final lo dijo: “Cada cultura ha tenido su referente. Los griegos, el hombre; la Edad Media, Dios; ahora, el dinero. Para mí el referente es la vida. Hemos recibido una vida y vamos a vivirla hasta el final. Pero para eso necesitamos la libertad, para que esa vida sea la nuestra y no la que nos mandan tener”.

Recuerdos como refranes…


Descansa en paz José Luis Sampedro

And if a day goes by without my doing something related to photography, it’s as though I’ve neglected something essential to my existence, as though I had forgotten to wake up. I know that the accident of my being a photographer has made my life possible.
Richard Avedon
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(OST. Little Miss Sunshine)

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talking about Photography, Joerg Colberg

“And that, I believe, is what has happened over the past few years: The act of photographing, the gesture, has become part of our interaction with the world. You photograph just like you look. You know that you can never look at all of those photographs again (in all likelihood you never will - who has the time?), but it’s not about the photographs - it’s about the photographing. The act of photography might have turned into the equivalent of whistling a song, something you do, something that might or might not have beauty, a communicative act just as much as an affirmative act: I was there, and me being there means I had to photograph it.” 
— Joerg Colberg

Noches de gorrión

Profound and gritty pictures that slice through the glitz and glamour that is so rampantly portrayed in our society. One of those “works” that make me believe once again that we should only document what we live as of the intimate experience (C) Mike Brodie See the whole work on his website
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Profound and gritty pictures that slice through the glitz and glamour that is so rampantly portrayed in our society. One of those “works” that make me believe once again that we should only document what we live as of the intimate experience

(C) Mike Brodie


See the whole work on his website

Cacho Tirao - Milonga

Mañana empiezo a tocar la guitarra

I got my dose of smile for today watching this video. Make sure to see this one and take some good life advice from a 6 years old boy ;)
I’ll keep in mind that “the Scared is scared of things I like”

Phnom Penh, on the day of King Norodom Sihanouk’s cremation ceremony

“I understand why the subject would seem to be the most vulnerable. I do walk away with their image. But the moment of approach, the introduction, the foolishness of taking photographs, all that leaves the photographer just as vulnerable, if not more.” Alessandra Sanguinetti talks to Leica Camera about her experience on the most recent Postcards From America project in Florida—>http://bit.ly/VUuyki Photo © Alessandra Sanguinetti/Magnum Photos
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“I understand why the subject would seem to be the most vulnerable. I do walk away with their image. But the moment of approach, the introduction, the foolishness of taking photographs, all that leaves the photographer just as vulnerable, if not more.”

Alessandra Sanguinetti talks to Leica Camera about her experience on the most recent Postcards From America project in Florida—>http://bit.ly/VUuyki

Photo © Alessandra Sanguinetti/Magnum Photos

Dibujaba ventanas en todas partes.
En los muros demasiado altos,
en los muros demasiado bajos,
en las paredes obtusas, en los rincones,
en el aire y hasta en los techos.
Dibujaba ventanas como si dibujara pájaros.
En el piso, en las noches,
en las miradas palpablemente sordas,
en los alrededores de la muerte,
en las tumbas, los árboles.
Dibujaba ventanas hasta en las puertas.
Pero nunca dibujó una puerta.
No quería entrar ni salir.
Sabía que no se puede.
Solamente quería ver: ver.
Dibujaba ventanas.
En todas partes.

— Roberto Juarroz

(C) Daniel Mercadante
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(C) Daniel Mercadante

Tudo… O horizonte está muito longe, muito longue… Ainda assim… não sei… não está… Sinto-o muito mais longe, mas não o vejo miuto mas longe… Não sei bem o que vejo ou o que sinto… Talvez que as minhas sensações é que me sintam a mim… Parece-me que as cousas é que me sentem e que eu não existo senão porque as cousas me vêem e me sentem… Era bom se assim fosse… Não sei porque seria bom… Talvez por ser outra cousa…
Fernando Pessoa, A Morte do Príncipe - O Privilégio dos Caminhos