tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50533605501014419672012-02-16T04:39:13.350-03:00...cada día es una oportunidad para crear, para hacer tu propio mundo...María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.comBlogger421100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-75681732956888669602011-11-23T17:26:00.001-03:002011-11-23T17:50:12.781-03:00<div class="cor_2" id="cabecalho" style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;"><div><h1 id="identificador_musica"><span style="font-size: small;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">...para escuchar... </i></span></h1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZelV7CMBGpA/Ts1YipBlfPI/AAAAAAAABgs/2SoxIV3674Y/s1600/IMG_2081-b+copia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZelV7CMBGpA/Ts1YipBlfPI/AAAAAAAABgs/2SoxIV3674Y/s400/IMG_2081-b+copia.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><h1 id="identificador_musica"><span style="font-size: small;">&nbsp;</span></h1><h1 id="identificador_musica"><span style="font-size: small;">&nbsp;</span></h1><h1 id="identificador_musica"><span style="font-size: small;">&nbsp;</span></h1><h1 id="identificador_musica"><span style="font-size: small;">&nbsp;</span></h1><h1 id="identificador_musica"><span style="font-size: small;">&nbsp;</span></h1><h1 id="identificador_musica"><span style="font-size: small;">&nbsp;</span></h1><h1 id="identificador_musica"><span style="font-size: small;">&nbsp;</span></h1><h1 id="identificador_musica"><span style="font-size: small;">&nbsp;</span></h1><h1 id="identificador_musica"><span style="font-size: small;">La Edad Del Cielo</span></h1><h1 id="identificador_musica"><span style="font-size: small;"><i style="font-weight: normal;">de Jorge Drexler </i></span></h1></div></div><div id="div_letra" style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">No somos más <br /> que una gota de luz,<br /> una estrella fugaz,<br /> una chispa, tan sólo, <br /> en la edad del cielo.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">No somos lo<br /> que quisiéramos ser,<br /> solo un breve latir<br /> en un silencio antiguo<br /> con la edad del cielo.&nbsp;</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">Calma,<br /> todo está en calma,<br /> deja que el beso dure,<br /> deja que el tiempo cure,<br /> deja que el alma<br /> tenga la misma edad <br /> que la edad del cielo.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">No somos más<br /> que un puñado de mar,<br /> una broma de Dios,<br /> un capricho del Sol <br /> del jardín del cielo.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">No damos pie<br /> entre tanto tic tac,<br /> entre tanto Big Bang,<br /> sólo un grano de sal<br /> en el mar del cielo.</span><br /><br /><a href="http://youtu.be/lgDbsGsvxqI"><span style="font-size: small;">http://youtu.be/lgDbsGsvxqI</span></a><br /><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-7568173295688866960?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-82925757094120626672011-08-12T14:30:00.000-03:002011-08-12T14:30:33.487-03:00<span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"><br /><br />"¡Cómo me gustaría poder revocar la historia de mi vida! ¿pero de dónde iba a sacar el poder para revocarla, si los errores sobre la base de los cuales había surgido no eran sólo errores míos? ¿Quién fue el que se equivocó cuando la estúpida broma de mi postal fue tomada en serio? ¿Quién se equivocó cuando el padre de Alexej (por lo demás hoy ya hace tiempo rehabilitado, pero no por eso menos muerto) fue detenido y encarcelado?<br />Aquellos errores fueron tan corrientes y tan extendidos que no fueron en absoluto una excepción o un «fallo» dentro del orden de cosas, sino que, por el contrario, eran ellos los que conformaban el orden de cosas. ¿Quién fue entonces el que se equivocó? ¿La propia historia? ¿La divina, la razonable? ¿Y por que iba a tratarse de errores suyos? Así es como los percibe mi razón humana, pero si es que la historia tiene alguna razón, ¿por qué iba a ser una razón que necesitara de la comprensión humana? ¿Qué pasa si es que la historia bromea? Y entonces me di cuenta de mi impotencia para revocar mi propia broma, cuando yo mismo, con toda mi vida, formaba parte de una broma de mucho mayor alcance (para mi inaprehensible) y absolutamente irrevocable."<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><i><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;">En "La Broma", de Milan Kundera</span></i><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: right;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fasLCxFyFic/TkVir6Z4g7I/AAAAAAAABYM/Ql08_WjKAPA/s1600/DSC_8286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fasLCxFyFic/TkVir6Z4g7I/AAAAAAAABYM/Ql08_WjKAPA/s320/DSC_8286.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-8292575709412062667?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-23268178872969072072011-06-17T19:31:00.000-03:002011-06-17T19:31:40.587-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9R8YOUn4dg0/TfvVaOwXZgI/AAAAAAAABYI/H6RJB7zlokU/s1600/hoy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9R8YOUn4dg0/TfvVaOwXZgI/AAAAAAAABYI/H6RJB7zlokU/s320/hoy.jpg" width="277" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-2326817887296907207?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-34346798918088577232011-03-31T23:59:00.000-03:002011-03-31T23:59:44.960-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fox5ycg79_c/TZU-2fERb2I/AAAAAAAABXU/52CcOBKM8DE/s1600/blanca.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fox5ycg79_c/TZU-2fERb2I/AAAAAAAABXU/52CcOBKM8DE/s400/blanca.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">...lo suave...</div><div style="text-align: center;">...lo volátil...</div><div style="text-align: center;">...lo níveo...</div><div style="text-align: center;">...sumergida en el aire caliente de un mediodía de marzo... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-3434679891808857723?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-36103430202763086432011-01-01T19:20:00.000-03:002011-01-01T19:20:46.831-03:00<div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;">sábado en la Plata...</div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;">silencio de siesta...</div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;">cielo azul...&nbsp;</div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;">sol brillante...</div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;">es 1ero. de enero...</div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;">una alegría contenida por lo que vendrá...</div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;">un sabor nostálgico de lo que no fué...</div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;">la certeza de que el presente es lo único real...</div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;">y cierta resaca que el agua se llevará...</div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Felíz cada día de este 2011!</div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;">es mi deseo...</div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;">quizás utópico...</div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;">pero bello como una imagen bella...</div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;">y eso me alcanza!</div><div style="color: black; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TR-mzvF9GUI/AAAAAAAABVg/hE_0lbcq55o/s1600/DSC00782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TR-mzvF9GUI/AAAAAAAABVg/hE_0lbcq55o/s320/DSC00782.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-3610343020276308643?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-56188841184198192492010-11-26T05:59:00.001-03:002010-11-26T06:03:26.182-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666;">fotosssssssss</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666;">mías</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;">... </span><span style="background-color: #666666;"></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="236" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TO92E4bk1fI/AAAAAAAABUo/AIQ9dqLl6_8/s400/01.jpg" width="400" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://espacioaca.blogspot.com/">http://espacioaca.blogspot.com/</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-5618884118419819249?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-79229451448137458912010-10-13T01:09:00.000-03:002010-10-13T01:09:29.067-03:00<div style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;">...en mi patio</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;">Tímida y bella</div><div style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;">ha florecido... </div><div style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;">"la alegría del hogar"</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TLUwYVL3ACI/AAAAAAAABT4/Cgot17swQ6k/s1600/DSC_3935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TLUwYVL3ACI/AAAAAAAABT4/Cgot17swQ6k/s320/DSC_3935.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-7922945144813745891?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-79264355056874959122010-09-26T23:24:00.000-03:002010-09-26T23:24:06.416-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TJ_-ZjDO2qI/AAAAAAAABLk/ctCaFmz5eTc/s1600/primavera-2010-DSC_3715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TJ_-ZjDO2qI/AAAAAAAABLk/ctCaFmz5eTc/s320/primavera-2010-DSC_3715.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="color: #274e13; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">...los mas bellos...</span></div><div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">...tiernos...</span></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">...aromáticos...</span></div><div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">...dulcemente-agrios...</span></div><div style="color: #274e13; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #274e13;">...nuevos... </span></span></div><div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">...prometedores...</span></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">...brillantes...</span></div><div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">...desafiantes...</span></div><div style="color: #274e13; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">...convocantes...</span></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">verdes</span></div><div style="color: #274e13; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #274e13;">¡y todos los sentidos lo agradecen!</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-7926435505687495912?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-47079011380729357372010-09-06T14:31:00.006-03:002010-09-06T14:53:11.395-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TIUm8y7yXeI/AAAAAAAAAwo/aUIGEO7TNKc/s1600/resultados+paisaje.jpg"><span><span></span></span></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">quiero compartirlo...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mandé fotos al concurso de Expo-Patagonia 2010.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">No obtuve premio, pero entre 630 fotos seleccionaron una de mi autoría y eso me alegra!</span><br /></span></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TIUm0AWf1NI/AAAAAAAAAwg/UA_0aDXodEQ/s1600/invitacion.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TIUm0AWf1NI/AAAAAAAAAwg/UA_0aDXodEQ/s320/invitacion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513855993674454226" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TIUm8y7yXeI/AAAAAAAAAwo/aUIGEO7TNKc/s1600/resultados+paisaje.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TIUm8y7yXeI/AAAAAAAAAwo/aUIGEO7TNKc/s320/resultados+paisaje.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513856144691584482" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TIUmBypsb8I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/5cXI1x5PW8A/s1600/resultados+ACTIVIDADES.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TIUmBypsb8I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/5cXI1x5PW8A/s320/resultados+ACTIVIDADES.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513855131003416514" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TIUmr6MqL7I/AAAAAAAAAwY/4DdeWYWnK2w/s1600/encantada-peque%C3%B1a.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TIUmr6MqL7I/AAAAAAAAAwY/4DdeWYWnK2w/s320/encantada-peque%C3%B1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513855854583623602" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >esta es mi foto <span style="font-style: italic;">"Encantada...</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;">"</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >...un mirador natural al</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > lago Curruhué Chico.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Andrea, Gervasio, Francisco, Oscar, Vero y Darío<br />se deben acordar de cuando hicimos el alto en el camino y la tome...</span></span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-4707901138072935737?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-40036008100542397232010-08-24T18:17:00.008-03:002010-08-24T18:44:27.500-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/THQ8A3EADXI/AAAAAAAAAwI/SevRkbpgPms/s1600/de+historias+y+definiciones.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/THQ8A3EADXI/AAAAAAAAAwI/SevRkbpgPms/s320/de+historias+y+definiciones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509094229659356530" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/THQ7aPPl8TI/AAAAAAAAAwA/hUncqA-EMoo/s1600/de+historias+y+definiciones.jpg"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >...y sí... ese era el título... ¿?<br />esto lo hice yo... pensando quien sabe qué...<br />es de 2006...<br />es mi trazo...<br />una de mis formas de pintar a lápiz...<br />mi letra...<br />pero me suena extraño...<br /><br />¿alguna vez te encontrás con cosas que hiciste y no sabés cómo ni porqué?<br /><br />lo único que es real es cierta emoción que me despertó el verlo...<br />por eso lo estoy "colgando"...</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-4003600810054239723?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-80488257041031428052010-08-08T22:48:00.002-03:002010-08-08T23:17:40.885-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TF9fPUQYTAI/AAAAAAAAAv4/y6jm4lnTUto/s1600/DSC_8500.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/TF9fPUQYTAI/AAAAAAAAAv4/y6jm4lnTUto/s320/DSC_8500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503221986410122242" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;">...una historia...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;">...relata para mí!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;">hazme ver imágenes con tus palabras!<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;">Yo te daré imágenes para que imagines...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;">sugerencias de hechos<br />de espacios<br />de momentos<br /> ...<br />la belleza de una imagen me hace feliz<br />y salir de su contemplación para ir corriendo a ningún lado</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">me resulta estúpido...<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">y sin embargo lo hago todos los días...<br /><br />tengo que encontrar esa celda de la trama<br />para regodearme en sacar la foto y mostrarla y contemplarla<br />sin salir corriendo a ningún lado...<br />y que me paguen por ello!<br /><br />cómo decía Vero<br />"necesitamos un sponsor"<br /></span><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-8048825704103142805?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-50343835975544514942010-04-23T11:57:00.002-03:002010-04-23T12:02:19.994-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/S9G1t3z8x2I/AAAAAAAAApY/OSB83hMfv38/s1600/FLYER-ABRIL2010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/S9G1t3z8x2I/AAAAAAAAApY/OSB83hMfv38/s400/FLYER-ABRIL2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463347622657705826" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="im"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" >los invito a </span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="im"> <div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><b>...una ronda de amor... reiki a la tierra...</b></span><br />vamos a juntarnos una vez por mes en ronda a dar reiki a la tierra<br /></span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="font-size:85%;">Este <b>sábado 24 de abril</b> hay dos grupos para unirse!</span></div> <div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span></div> </div><div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">...en <b>La Plata...<br /></b> a las <b>15horas </b><i>(para comenzar a las 16)</i><b><br /></b></span><span style="font-size:85%;">en la <b>plaza Belgrano</b> (Avda.13 entre 39 y 40)</span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </div><div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </div><div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">...en <b>Mar Azul...</b><br />a las <b>16 horas<br /></b></span><span style="font-size:85%;">en <b>calle 45 entre Necochea y Miramar</b>...<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </div><div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />A todos los que quieran venir los esperamos...<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">no importa si sabés o no que es reiki, todos son bienvenidos!<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(es una actividad libre y gratuita)</span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </div><div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"> </div><div style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">...que tengan un buen día!. </span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" >Un beso. Ale.</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-5034383597554451494?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-13615669238192821202010-04-06T08:02:00.003-03:002010-04-06T08:28:03.409-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/S7sZd8bn_xI/AAAAAAAAApQ/Q25UxEW8m18/s1600/DSC02169.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/S7sZd8bn_xI/AAAAAAAAApQ/Q25UxEW8m18/s400/DSC02169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456983375718383378" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">hay una </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">naranja</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">... un </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">azul</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">... un</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> </span>blanco</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">...</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />yo los elegí...</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >y sin embargo me parecen extraños... quizás por la neblina que tienen mis ojos al despertar...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >¿y si esto fuera un sueño?<br />¿si realmente es un invento esta realidad de hoy?</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />siento la tibieza del cuerpo en el cuerpo... </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />mi olor... </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />el brazo suave contra la cara...</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />estiro las piernas... desperazandome... escucho el ruido de mis pies en las sábanas...</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />una pequeña contractura en el hombro derecho... demasiado mouse....</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >.........<br />despejemos los sueños... que pesadilla... no quiero que ese sea real...</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />...y todavía no sonó el despertador... </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >¿que me despertó?...<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">...no sé... pero era desde adentro... desde esa otra vida del sueño... </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">cuando cerrás los ojos y abandonas cuerpo, mente, alma... </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">y simplemente quedas como en las cajas de Avatar... </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">viviendo otro sueño... u otra vida...</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">"a levantarse dijo la rana... mientras espiaba por la ventana... tira con tirita y ojal con botón..." </span><br />es tan simple así... como lo dice María Elena... </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-1361566923819282120?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-76242312266330963052009-12-31T11:23:00.007-03:002009-12-31T12:07:21.134-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Szy7_neG88I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/IKVZ4-tjJFw/s1600-h/playaDSC09724.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Szy7_neG88I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/IKVZ4-tjJFw/s400/playaDSC09724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421414753048654786" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >es 2009...<br />31 de diciembre...<br />"se va" el año...</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >... está la certeza de terminar algo y comenzar algo nuevo...</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />y eso es sólo un acuerdo... </span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />uno de los tantos que hacemos día a día para poder vivir en sociedad...</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />porque mañana despertaremos y todo estará mas o menos igual que hoy...</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > </span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >somos energía...</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />somos sensaciones...</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />somos todo aquello que nosotros mismos nos inventamos...</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />somos todos esos acuerdos que hacemos constantemente...</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />con nosotros mismos</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />con los amigos</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >con los vecinos</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />con la familia</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />con los compañeros de trabajo</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >si hasta acordamos cosas con los que decimos que no queremos!</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Acordemos entre todos un poco mas de amor...</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />ni siquiera hay que hacer leyes para ese acuerdo!</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >el amor fluye de todos...</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />seamos mas amorosos... </span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />para que este acuerdo cósmico que hicimos</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />de pasar por la tierra y vivir este presente</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />nos haga florecer en seres divinos...</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">...no digo que sea fácil... </span></span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />yo también</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />-igual que vos-</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />me enojo...<br />puteo...<br />me enrosco... </span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />me pongo nerviosa por boludeces...</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />tengo miedo de no llegar a fin de mes...</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />me boicoteo los sueños...</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />me justifico...</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />me quiero sacar el cerebro un rato y dejarlo en remojo...</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">pero siempre esta el alma...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> la esencia que me dice:</span></span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >hey! despertate! hace! se feliz!!!</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />y a vos ¿que te dice tu esencia?</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >"...nunca es demasiado tarde<br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >para comerte la vida</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" > </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >de un sólo bocado</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >el pasado ya se fué</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />y el presenta camina de tu lao..."<br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >(Puerto Presente / Macaco)</span><br /><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Szy8f5tV78I/AAAAAAAAAlY/XhoVzp69g54/s1600-h/solycuerdas-DSC_7554.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Szy8f5tV78I/AAAAAAAAAlY/XhoVzp69g54/s400/solycuerdas-DSC_7554.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421415307700203458" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">en este sitio hay elementos para que nos animemos a más...</span><br /><br /><a href="http://soyaquiyahora.blogspot.com/">http://soyaquiyahora.blogspot.com/</a></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-7624231226633096305?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-20381372961907913982009-11-12T11:40:00.003-03:002009-11-12T11:52:55.039-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">...leyeron "Rayuela"?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">... en ese libro Lucía... la "uruguayita"...<br />la "Maga" de Cortazár...</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> habla de los malvones...<br />de los patios de Montevideo con macetas...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">del olor, la textura y el color de estas flores, hojas y largos tallos al sol...</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;">...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">y lo vi florecido</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">hace unos días</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">en mi patio platense</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">con ese sol brillante de las tres de la tarde</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">...</span><br /><br /></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Svwe75i2hEI/AAAAAAAAAlE/CK_qDR6m8fs/s1600-h/malvon.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Svwe75i2hEI/AAAAAAAAAlE/CK_qDR6m8fs/s400/malvon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403227667345867842" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-2038137296190791398?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-37792420312351562812009-10-29T21:15:00.014-03:002009-10-29T21:48:17.633-03:00<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Desde los brotes pegados a las paredes de cualquier casa,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">hasta la diafanidad de un día de octubre cerca de la Catedral...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">los colores y texturas del verde platense...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">falta el aroma... </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">que esta en las calles, con los tilos, los paraísos y los azahares...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">La Plata en primavera enamora...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">vengan a visitarla...</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo2BIFxh2I/AAAAAAAAAU0/qnD-jwUIRRA/s1600-h/primavera-brote.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo2BIFxh2I/AAAAAAAAAU0/qnD-jwUIRRA/s400/primavera-brote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398186496336430946" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo2fTc6CCI/AAAAAAAAAVM/xymZpXCjdcM/s1600-h/primavera-cielo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo2fTc6CCI/AAAAAAAAAVM/xymZpXCjdcM/s400/primavera-cielo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398187014782322722" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo2nZWlSgI/AAAAAAAAAVU/95xw1tC70DY/s1600-h/primavera-tilos-3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo2nZWlSgI/AAAAAAAAAVU/95xw1tC70DY/s400/primavera-tilos-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398187153805363714" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo2YDtLjsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/0JnXYMJ8hzs/s1600-h/primavera-flores-rosas-grandes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo2YDtLjsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/0JnXYMJ8hzs/s400/primavera-flores-rosas-grandes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398186890296528578" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo2SGYl94I/AAAAAAAAAU8/P3I-hYYShLE/s1600-h/primavera-flor-Plaza-San-Martin.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo2SGYl94I/AAAAAAAAAU8/P3I-hYYShLE/s400/primavera-flor-Plaza-San-Martin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398186787936270210" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo1pfJ3zgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/pvCdkLRSN8s/s1600-h/primavera-paraisos.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo1pfJ3zgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/pvCdkLRSN8s/s400/primavera-paraisos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398186090210774530" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo1bTzzANI/AAAAAAAAAUk/SzxK_jB8HwY/s1600-h/primavera-cielo-arboles.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo1bTzzANI/AAAAAAAAAUk/SzxK_jB8HwY/s400/primavera-cielo-arboles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398185846647226578" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo08jRmCOI/AAAAAAAAAUc/DvTe2McdrHI/s1600-h/primavera-pastito.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo08jRmCOI/AAAAAAAAAUc/DvTe2McdrHI/s400/primavera-pastito.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398185318222792930" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo0wjSDhpI/AAAAAAAAAUU/5x8Jehti-G4/s1600-h/primavera-flores-rosas-otra.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo0wjSDhpI/AAAAAAAAAUU/5x8Jehti-G4/s400/primavera-flores-rosas-otra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398185112066295442" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo0lb5q-AI/AAAAAAAAAUM/xlQDHxC9MyQ/s1600-h/primavera-tilos-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo0lb5q-AI/AAAAAAAAAUM/xlQDHxC9MyQ/s400/primavera-tilos-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398184921106413570" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo0ZNkctXI/AAAAAAAAAUE/qEoEeqYxtD0/s1600-h/primavera-tilos-4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo0ZNkctXI/AAAAAAAAAUE/qEoEeqYxtD0/s400/primavera-tilos-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398184711100872050" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo0GybEsJI/AAAAAAAAAT8/jcps5t0S-uk/s1600-h/primavera-catedral.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Suo0GybEsJI/AAAAAAAAAT8/jcps5t0S-uk/s400/primavera-catedral.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398184394576146578" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-3779242031235156281?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-72319261309040917012009-08-15T10:46:00.003-03:002009-08-15T11:18:53.495-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SobCPX0RFAI/AAAAAAAAATw/Z_OKWmtlWBg/s1600-h/cielo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SobCPX0RFAI/AAAAAAAAATw/Z_OKWmtlWBg/s400/cielo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370193175032960002" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">llegarás amor...<br />y yo estoy aquí, esperándote...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">que rara es la espera... ese deseo... esa ansiedad...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">esa sensación de hormigueo que te recorre todo el cuerpo</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">y te hace dar vueltas... que el mate... que paso un trapito por allá...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">que haría algo pero si justo llega!... mejor no trabajo...<br />pongo música... mejor no.... </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">a ver si no escucho el timbre!...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">hay sol? está nublado? a ver...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">los sentidos están tan atentos que se expanden hasta la vereda...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">pienso y "despienso" el abrazo... pero sucederá vaya a saber de que modo... ja!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">ahora medito... que no todas las esperas son iguales...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">pero a todas las une una inevitable ansiedad...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">aunque nos quedemos quietos...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">y con cara de "que tranquilo estoy"... </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">como los árboles cuando miran al cielo...</span><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-7231926130904091701?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-49129819666362337172009-08-06T18:02:00.005-03:002009-08-06T18:49:11.954-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SntO-7PruKI/AAAAAAAAASc/OkOqm11KOyE/s1600-h/campodeflores-verdes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SntO-7PruKI/AAAAAAAAASc/OkOqm11KOyE/s400/campodeflores-verdes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366970223904405666" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">...eso siento hoy...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">es una alegría suave, sencilla, tranquila, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">pero potente, decidida, con espíritu de quedarse... y me gusta...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">muchas veces confundí la alegría con la euforia... </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">ese sentimiento de elevación alocado que te enciende,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">te excita, te hace hablar a los gritos, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">pero acelera, aprieta, y es como una brasa entre las manos... </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">bella pero peligrosa...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" >quiero vivir en la alegría...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">sé que la euforia está ahí... adentro... seamos amigas sin dañarnos!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">...porque todos los días son el día...<br /><br /></span><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SntOpcaKn1I/AAAAAAAAASU/Cf04KO_uggM/s1600-h/campodefloreslilas-DSC_2644.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SntOpcaKn1I/AAAAAAAAASU/Cf04KO_uggM/s400/campodefloreslilas-DSC_2644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366969854849621842" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-4912981966636233717?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-39303499403981024102009-08-02T13:31:00.004-03:002009-08-02T14:07:48.508-03:00<div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">así se siente este invierno platense...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">salí de mi nube de verano y amor</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">para entrar en el clima real de mi ciudad de diagonales...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">que bueno que están los amigos!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">y las plazas renovadas...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">y los sonidos conocidos...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">y los olores conocidos...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">y los cambios permanentes de esta ciudad donde hoy "te ves" y mañana "no estás"...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">...me siento aquí... cuando me voy... y cuando estoy...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">mientras sigo "alimentando" imágenes que quiero compartir con vos...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">pero sin poder elegir entre tantas miles...</span><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-3930349940398102410?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-31208284093360070212009-06-29T07:56:00.003-03:002009-06-29T08:25:20.729-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SkiiODpc5dI/AAAAAAAAAOI/1z2q1DxSc80/s1600-h/ale01.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352706519510869458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SkiiODpc5dI/AAAAAAAAAOI/1z2q1DxSc80/s400/ale01.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div><span style="color:#339999;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">¿cómo salió la foto?... </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">pero... me apure!... estoy cortada... igual me gusta... </span></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#339999;">mirar... siempre mirar... </span><br /></div><div><span style="color:#339999;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">que hay ahí? que hay acá? y más allá?</span><br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#339999;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">colores... formas... luces... </span><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;">fotos... digitales... mentales... </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;">sentirlas con la piel, con el alma ... con el viento... con el sol... con el mar...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;">evadiéndome de la ciudad... de sus ruidos... y de su poblada soledad... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;">y de su políglota verborragia interminable... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#339999;">para poder volver a caminarla con los ojos y los sentidos descansados de agua...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352706515724252546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SkiiN1iptYI/AAAAAAAAAOA/qiK-_MgcWS8/s400/ale03.JPG" /></span></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-3120828409336007021?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-47101702563734481912009-05-21T07:14:00.003-03:002009-05-21T07:34:01.450-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">... llora en algún rincón mientras sonríe, porque sabe<br />que el poeta y su poesía no tendrán olvido...</span></span><br /><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" > </span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">... y de todos lo que he leído yo elijo este...</span></span> </div><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" > </span><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />Viento y Mar<br /><br /></span></span></div> </div><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" > </span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >El viento arrima propuestas</span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >mejores que las de antes</span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >y no son interrogantes</span> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >triviales o deshonestas</span> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >pero el mar tiene respuestas</span> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >que improvisa en el momento</span> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >y el diálogo es tan violento</span> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >que no podré descansar</span> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >mientras no se calme el mar</span> </span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >y no se interrumpa el viento.</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mario Benedetti<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/ShUtg4YQ1CI/AAAAAAAAAN4/25IWPM_HmbQ/s1600-h/agua.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/ShUtg4YQ1CI/AAAAAAAAAN4/25IWPM_HmbQ/s400/agua.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338222976230806562" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-4710170256373448191?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-88382715561552772912009-04-20T01:12:00.010-03:002009-04-20T01:50:17.273-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />...el violeta, es el color de los sueños y las utopías...</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />¿revisaste los tuyos?...<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >yo estoy revisando los míos...</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />a veces me parece que son sueños viejos e imposibles,<br />inútiles o pasados de moda,<br />desvencijados o ridículos,<br />no aptos para mí y solo realizables "en otra vida",<br />e imposibles de explicar...</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br />pero lo importante es que son míos...<br />y por</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" > eso son "únicos"...</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><br /></span> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Sev6p6tzj7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/THplmn45YFc/s1600-h/puerta-violeta.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Sev6p6tzj7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/THplmn45YFc/s400/puerta-violeta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326626582338703282" border="0" /></a></div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />voy </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >iluminar la entrada de todos mis sueños con creatividad<br />para que se hagan realidad "<a href="http://soyaquiyahora.blogspot.com/">aquí y ahora</a></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >"...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><br /></span><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Sev7A9d3zpI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Q2oHbInPW1Y/s1600-h/flor01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Sev7A9d3zpI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Q2oHbInPW1Y/s400/flor01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326626978214170258" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >pintándolos de rosa desde el interior...<br /><br /><br /></span> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Sev7K_kdPuI/AAAAAAAAANE/G3ttVGcathQ/s1600-h/flor02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Sev7K_kdPuI/AAAAAAAAANE/G3ttVGcathQ/s400/flor02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326627150577352418" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />mirando su belleza junto a otros sueños...<br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Sev7RupGonI/AAAAAAAAANM/Iua3zuZQXLA/s1600-h/flor03.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Sev7RupGonI/AAAAAAAAANM/Iua3zuZQXLA/s400/flor03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326627266292523634" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />exponiéndolos al cielo para que se concreten...</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">disfrutando de la felicidad de realizarlos y vivenciarlos...</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-8838271556155277291?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-40612947995567383492009-04-18T02:17:00.002-03:002009-04-18T02:33:33.656-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SelkEuIFb3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/eTRdywpl_Hs/s1600-h/sutil.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SelkEuIFb3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/eTRdywpl_Hs/s400/sutil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325898066606518130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;">apenas vislumbrado... apenas reflejado... apenas visto...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;">todo luz...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;">y de pronto la sensación... </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;">y enseguida la mirada...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;">y después el deseo de tenerlo...<br />de registrarlo... de guardarlo... de poseerlo...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(alimentando mi "adicción" por las imágenes)</span></span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-4061294799556738349?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-55912175768126725702009-04-09T20:01:00.005-03:002009-04-10T11:47:29.576-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Sd9befVUVpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/u-2sgmc7epg/s1600-h/velas.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Sd9befVUVpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/u-2sgmc7epg/s400/velas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323073863940331154" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">tu luz...<br /><br /></span></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">luces de calor... porque hace frío ahora...</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />luces de color... de color amarillo... amarillo-naranja...<br />cortando la oscuridad...</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />luces de olor... de vela derretida... de zahumerios...<br />de tus comidas con curry... hechas "con amor"</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">nuestras luces...<br />tan lejos...<br />tan cerca... </span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-5591217576812672570?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-87411245280586904362009-04-01T10:16:00.003-03:002009-04-01T10:32:48.644-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >que me invade...<br />y yo que vivo en ella...<br />que la acepto y a su vez la reniego...</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >estoy en La Plata, adoro esta ciudad...</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >sus diagonales y su historia,<br />sus plazas y su idiosincracia de acoger estudiantes nuevos cada año...</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />y sin embargo hay días que quiero irme... huir... no escuchar sus ruidos eternos...</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />no ver sus despojos que cada v</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >ez son mas visibles...</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />estos días de otoño que vendrán la bañarán de esa luz cálida que me emociona,<br />que me acaricia...</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >y aunque quiero irme a navegar por los mares y compartir el amor<br />sé que una y otra </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >vez estaré aquí...<br />como las flores de mi patio que vuelven renovadas aún en el poquito de tierra de sus macetas...<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SdNsCnDt4aI/AAAAAAAAAMc/zaHalgWTNlQ/s1600-h/flor-de-mi-patio.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SdNsCnDt4aI/AAAAAAAAAMc/zaHalgWTNlQ/s400/flor-de-mi-patio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319714376954798498" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-8741124528058690436?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-89765680299445531252009-02-17T18:38:00.007-02:002009-02-18T09:49:15.398-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SZsmH6QQRYI/AAAAAAAAAMM/yz-Y3265gsw/s1600-h/nos-3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SZsmH6QQRYI/AAAAAAAAAMM/yz-Y3265gsw/s400/nos-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303874903497262466" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />...el aire, el sol, el mar, el cielo, luna y estrellas, playas y ciudades...</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">y juntos viviendo este tiempo,<br />intenso y feliz...<br />venciendo los miedos,<br />aventurándonos...<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SZsj5-hoK7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/8anCPjXZc4s/s1600-h/olas.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SZsj5-hoK7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/8anCPjXZc4s/s400/olas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303872465102449586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">por el azul del Atlántico...</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SZsj5-hoK7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/8anCPjXZc4s/s1600-h/olas.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SZsl-fE9uzI/AAAAAAAAAME/2wLKTldwbeA/s1600-h/rio-de-La-Plata.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SZsl-fE9uzI/AAAAAAAAAME/2wLKTldwbeA/s400/rio-de-La-Plata.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303874741583330098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">hasta el "león" del Río de La Plata...</span></div><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SZsiv1Gqp3I/AAAAAAAAAL0/xnPcWhdoddQ/s1600-h/banderas.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SZsiv1Gqp3I/AAAAAAAAAL0/xnPcWhdoddQ/s400/banderas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303871191263127410" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">encontrando mis colores en cada cosa...<br />hay tanto para contar...<br />y tanto para soñar...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-8976568029944553125?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-9219686739115416632008-10-10T07:47:00.004-03:002008-10-10T07:55:24.557-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SO8zikbvKSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/kMKoXQXeLbI/s1600-h/SSC_3299.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255475959153240354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SO8zikbvKSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/kMKoXQXeLbI/s400/SSC_3299.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...llegue a encontrar lugares hermosos... afuera, adentro, en mí...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">y estoy feliz...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">todo llega...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">todo viene...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">todo es...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">no pares de soñar!</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-921968673911541663?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-75042057198087739652008-08-22T11:32:00.004-03:002008-08-22T11:50:28.251-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...cuando sale el sol... aparecen las ganas! </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">y los sueños! </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">y los deseos! </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">y los proyectos!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">y las preguntas!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">y las dudas!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">y algunas respuestas!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">... y el camino se ve mas luminoso...</span></span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SK7Qv0TI6NI/AAAAAAAAAIE/8YDfGGDvAlQ/s1600-h/ale-con-luces-del-Argos.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SK7Qv0TI6NI/AAAAAAAAAIE/8YDfGGDvAlQ/s400/ale-con-luces-del-Argos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237352936589813970" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...una realidad más o menos explicitada en todas las culturas del planeta: <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">ser uno mismo</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> es la única forma coherente y gozosa de vivir</span>;<br />para ser uno mismo es preciso conocerse sin engaños...</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(fragmento de "El Primer Círculo")</span></span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-7504205719808773965?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-41825199480837120052008-08-09T02:01:00.005-03:002008-08-09T02:30:48.276-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...de sentimientos que florecen...<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SJ0p4m7fjSI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Tt3BCX8iPp0/s1600-h/Ibiza-de-noche-por-Ale-Arce.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SJ0p4m7fjSI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Tt3BCX8iPp0/s400/Ibiza-de-noche-por-Ale-Arce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232384394573876514" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...y </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">este mensaje de texto llego a mi celu...<br /><br /></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span> </span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Si eres capaz de ver lo bello,<br />es porque traes la belleza dentro de ti.<br />Ya que el mundo es un espejo. Chuic.</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >de Facu </span></span> <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hora: Vie 09:19</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">08/08/2008<br /><br />Gracias.<br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-4182519948083712005?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-31299856644144054932008-05-24T02:44:00.010-03:002008-12-09T07:11:09.239-02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDet7jwmpDI/AAAAAAAAAHw/da3n2KhJkmc/s1600-h/amanece-nubes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDet7jwmpDI/AAAAAAAAAHw/da3n2KhJkmc/s400/amanece-nubes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203819133172884530" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDetwjwmpCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/iy0oxClUOgY/s1600-h/amanece-mar00.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDetwjwmpCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/iy0oxClUOgY/s400/amanece-mar00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203818944194323490" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDetbzwmpBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/gOBHInZvwxc/s1600-h/amanece-mar01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDetbzwmpBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/gOBHInZvwxc/s400/amanece-mar01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203818587712037906" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDes5zwmpAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jLel5l3lDus/s1600-h/amanece-mar02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDes5zwmpAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jLel5l3lDus/s400/amanece-mar02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203818003596485634" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDesnDwmo_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/q05HsEAlBRA/s1600-h/amanece-mar03.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDesnDwmo_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/q05HsEAlBRA/s400/amanece-mar03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203817681473938418" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDesQTwmo-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Uw6Uninw-Cw/s1600-h/amanece-mar04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDesQTwmo-I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Uw6Uninw-Cw/s400/amanece-mar04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203817290631914466" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDer8zwmo9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/V2ZfOkdnX0Q/s1600-h/amanece-mar05.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDer8zwmo9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/V2ZfOkdnX0Q/s400/amanece-mar05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203816955624465362" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">al mar... tan inmenso y lleno de promesas... de sueños...<br />de amaneceres para querer empezar de nuevo "cada vez"...<br />de vos...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">...<br />1ero de enero de 2008 en Villa Gesell<br />...<br />amanecer para todo el año<br />...<br />para guardar en la memoria<br />...<br />para desear la alegría eterna<br />...<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">para soñar<br />...<br />para comprobar que todo es posible<br />...</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-3129985664414405493?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-90531245226958279772008-05-23T00:15:00.006-03:002008-12-09T07:11:09.569-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDY4Nzwmo6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/1TP9oMtQC-I/s1600-h/vapores-magicos.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDY4Nzwmo6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/1TP9oMtQC-I/s400/vapores-magicos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203408229356708770" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"> Palabras que te pueda decir</span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >la verdad o mentir </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />corazón que quiera vibrar </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />un colchón, un canto </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />te diré, te diré </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><br />Fantasma de estrecha cintura </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />milagro de tus formas puras </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />el ritmo de las emociones </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />se esconde en todos los rincones </span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><br /><br />Fantasma antes de irte </span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />escucha las palabras </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />que te dejarán libre </span> </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><br />Palabras que te pueda decir </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />la verdad o mentir </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />corazón que quiera vibrar </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />un colchón, un canto </span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />te diré, te diré </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><br /><br />Fantasma de estrecha cintura </span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />milagro de tus formas puras </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />el ritmo de las emociones </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />se esconde en todos los rincones </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><br />Fantasma antes de irte</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">escucha las palabras </span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br />que te dejarán libre</span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" >Fantasma! por Los Visitantes, en Maderita</span><br /></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDY6Azwmo7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/48fJ22JNKZM/s1600-h/charcos.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDY6Azwmo7I/AAAAAAAAAGw/48fJ22JNKZM/s400/charcos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203410205041664946" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">y ando transitando los días...</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"><br />despejando dudas...</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"><br />espantando miedos...</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"><br />dejando ir mis fantasmas...</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"><br />soltándolos para ser libre...</span></span></span></span><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDY9_Twmo8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/xm-YzVMuGBY/s1600-h/Aledecolor.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SDY9_Twmo8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/xm-YzVMuGBY/s400/Aledecolor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203414577318372290" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><br /></span> </span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-9053124522695827977?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-71618828638120720042008-05-17T00:04:00.004-03:002008-12-09T07:11:09.711-02:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >...esa peli ví hoy... en el ciclo del FreakShow...bella...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >y volví caminando por las calles en silencio... la gente silenciando la semana...<br />la luz naranja bañándolo todo...<br />las hojas amarillas marchitas por el suelo... derramadas de otoño...<br />entre las ramas semidesnudas una luna creciente rodeada de nubes amenazantes...<br />el viento húmedo...<br />y la sensación de que caminas a mi lado...<br />atravesando el mar y el tiempo...<br />mas allá del olvido y las distancias y los desencuentros...</span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SC5N-66qlmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fDHcRGbJsEU/s1600-h/facu.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/SC5N-66qlmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fDHcRGbJsEU/s400/facu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201180363022046818" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >...hoy lo dijimos...<br />especial... fuera del tiempo...<br />nuestra forma de encontrarnos... brindo por eso...</span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-7161882863812072004?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-76432407649575341242008-01-23T00:20:00.000-02:002008-12-09T07:11:09.869-02:00<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">... el 2008 se fue viniendo despacio...</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...desde un ajetreado, </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">pero dulce</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> y voluptuoso diciembre...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">se asomo con unas vacaciones repletas de cosas ricas, luminosas y divertidas...</span><br /></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">quiero un año invadido de esta alegría que desplaza los aumentos, los miedos y las mufas!<br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><br />(...hay tantas fotos que no se por donde empezar!)</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"></span></span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R5aoN7Bzv_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/p8mhvEhJsCY/s1600-h/panqueque2008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R5aoN7Bzv_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/p8mhvEhJsCY/s400/panqueque2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158495380336525298" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">...panqueque verano 2008 by Andre en San Martín de los Andes...</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-7643240764957534124?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-81551966841863110192007-12-21T03:55:00.000-03:002008-12-09T07:11:09.960-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">repito... eso que sucede cuando logramos relajarnos y decirnos "quiero ser feliz ahora"...</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R2tkYAEASwI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fQe99T96SEQ/s1600-h/A%26Mrecorte.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R2tkYAEASwI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fQe99T96SEQ/s400/A%26Mrecorte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146317362697358082" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">...sintiendo...</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-8155196684186311019?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-599752262099809682007-12-21T03:31:00.001-03:002008-12-09T07:11:10.517-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...me acordaba de aquella película y esa sensación de nostalgia por abordar lugares que parecen imposibles...</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">pero ese lugar puede estar acá, ahí, aun paso... tan cerca<br />que da mas temor alcanzarlo que los sueños imposibles...<br />es que su certeza, su realidad, su "ahora" nos toma tan desprevenidos...<br />eso que sucede cuando logramos relajarnos y decirnos "quiero ser feliz ahora"...</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R2tfWwEASuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/EeEC4T5sOSU/s1600-h/PINTURA.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R2tfWwEASuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/EeEC4T5sOSU/s400/PINTURA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146311843664382690" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...pintando...</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R2tfKAEAStI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_XEEpmusZbQ/s1600-h/expo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R2tfKAEAStI/AAAAAAAAAF4/_XEEpmusZbQ/s400/expo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146311624621050578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Gracias Manuel!)<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R2teLAEASsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/--2dhn_YWfU/s1600-h/muestra+finde+2007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R2teLAEASsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/--2dhn_YWfU/s400/muestra+finde+2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146310542289291970" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">la muestra estará abierta hasta el 28 de diciembre<br />en la sala C del Centro Cultural Malvinas<br />Vayan a vernos!<span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-59975226209980968?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-81999479192463529762007-12-03T23:08:00.000-03:002008-12-09T07:11:11.621-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R1S3m-0XRtI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Z0zy2EfDZlM/s1600-R/brotes01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R1S3m-0XRtI/AAAAAAAAAEs/FRTxKs4PtfY/s400/brotes01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139934955062118098" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >silenciosa</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R1S38O0XRuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/fZPnnXFvqsE/s1600-R/DSC06641.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R1S38O0XRuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6xsU72qTEUU/s400/DSC06641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139935320134338274" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >e</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >sforzada</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R1S4nO0XRvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7B5Trm_mPYw/s1600-R/DSC06671.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R1S4nO0XRvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/50ViuoBC6n0/s400/DSC06671.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139936058868713202" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >impetuosa</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R1S68-0XRwI/AAAAAAAAAFE/6CaYv1NPr-0/s1600-R/DSC06666.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R1S68-0XRwI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YU6zfSms2mA/s400/DSC06666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139938631554123522" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">afelpada</span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R1S7ve0XRxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/_1gig5MJbnQ/s1600-R/florecida.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R1S7ve0XRxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2m_3y1l3oIM/s400/florecida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139939499137517330" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">primavera</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">...y la ciudad sucumbe a sus aromas y colores...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">los tilos enamoran</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">los jazmines embriagan</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">las altas magnolias se abren al cielo</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">el añil claro del jacarandá se entrega</span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R1S-B-0XRyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/8abE2gdZDUk/s1600-R/Agus.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/R1S-B-0XRyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YS0HYm38kpI/s400/Agus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139942015988352802" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">y se diluye deliciosamente en noviembre...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">una entrada para retomar este espacio que deje en silencio</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">mientras buscaba imágenes por la ciudad<br />compartía con los amigos<br />festejaba cumples<br />trabajaba<br />pensaba<br />soñaba<br />...<br /></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-8199947919246352976?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-28557375060686743252007-11-07T22:59:00.000-03:002008-12-09T07:11:11.789-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;">...algunas de mis fotografías encontraron un lugar para mostrarse...</span><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RzJt4PBXwLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NL0wo1whbP4/s1600-h/AlejandraArce-FOTOGRAFIAS.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RzJt4PBXwLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NL0wo1whbP4/s400/AlejandraArce-FOTOGRAFIAS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130283738400800946" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">...pasen y vean...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">todo noviembre en Grafikar (40 e/6y7, La Plata)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Inauguración: jueves 8 de noviembre, 19:30... con música!</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-2855737506068674325?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-51705928393494822182007-07-18T06:06:00.001-03:002008-12-09T07:11:11.927-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Rp3YPNEBhyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cUi-NJhqr-0/s1600-h/aledorada4.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ></span></span></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&quot;;font-size:100%;" lang="ES-AR" >... y esta es una de esas para cantar a los gritos... de Palo y Los Visitantes:</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" lang="ES-AR" ><o:p></o:p></span> <pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span style=""><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Gris atardecer </span></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">una jeta cubre el cielo<u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">tu sonrisa de mujer<u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">la distancia de tus senos.</span></i><br /><br /></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">Gris atardecer<u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">pasan putas; tíos flacos<u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">pasa el sonido del viento</span></i><br /></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">la distancia de tu cuerpo.<u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style=""><u1:p> </u1:p></span></i><br /></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">Plaza pelada <u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">sólo árboles secos<u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">aún se animan a jugar<u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">unos niños - viejos.</span></i><br /><br /></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">Plaza pelada<u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">sólo árboles secos<u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">aún se animan a jugar<u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">unos pájaros nuevos.<u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style=""><u1:p> </u1:p></span></i><br /></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">Y en las escaleras <u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">donde estamos tan cerca<u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre><pre style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style="">nadie nos encontrará<u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></pre></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><i><span style=""><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">No, no, no, no, no.</span></span></i></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><span style=";font-family:&quot;;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"></span></span></i></span></div><i><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:12;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">......................................................................................................................<br /></span></span></span></span></i><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:&quot;;font-size:78%;" lang="ES-AR" ><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">.<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">..a vos...</span></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><i><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:12;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><br /></span></span></span></i><i><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:12;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"></span></span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Rp3YPNEBhyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cUi-NJhqr-0/s1600-h/aledorada4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Rp3YPNEBhyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cUi-NJhqr-0/s400/aledorada4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088460909714704162" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:&quot;;font-size:85%;" lang="ES-AR" >...alguna vez te pintaron de dorado?</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br /><i><span style=""><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">......................................................................................................................</span></span></span></i></span></div><pre><br /><i><span style=";font-family:&quot;;font-size:12;" ><u1:p></u1:p><o:p></o:p></span></i></pre><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-5170592839349482218?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-90395345669902249532007-07-12T13:22:00.000-03:002008-12-09T07:11:13.715-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZZltEBhqI/AAAAAAAAADE/Evvu9LDHHts/s1600-h/9dejulio.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZZltEBhqI/AAAAAAAAADE/Evvu9LDHHts/s400/9dejulio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086351333448058530" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">en La Plata la duermevela sin fiesta de los feriados...</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZZgtEBhpI/AAAAAAAAAC8/z0ELeaz2BRU/s1600-h/aguanieve.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZZgtEBhpI/AAAAAAAAAC8/z0ELeaz2BRU/s400/aguanieve.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086351247548712594" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">contra el vidrio la gotas caen extrañas... sólidas...<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">danzarinas?...<br /><br />etéreas?...<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...nieve en La Plata!</span></span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZZV9EBhoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/PfeSVx2YXIA/s1600-h/DRnevaando.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZZV9EBhoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/PfeSVx2YXIA/s400/DRnevaando.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086351062865118850" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">el Pasaje a través de copos...</span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" > </span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZZOtEBhnI/AAAAAAAAACs/y5_qBhaRRR0/s1600-h/naturanevada.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZZOtEBhnI/AAAAAAAAACs/y5_qBhaRRR0/s400/naturanevada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086350938311067250" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...la naturaleza extrañada...</span></span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZZGdEBhmI/AAAAAAAAACk/I7qxImZsqPs/s1600-h/locomunfueradelocomun.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZZGdEBhmI/AAAAAAAAACk/I7qxImZsqPs/s400/locomunfueradelocomun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086350796577146466" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...lo común "interesante"...<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZY_tEBhlI/AAAAAAAAACc/34yfSK-o8wk/s1600-h/amigosemocionados.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZY_tEBhlI/AAAAAAAAACc/34yfSK-o8wk/s400/amigosemocionados.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086350680613029458" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...los amigos emocionados...</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZYy9EBhkI/AAAAAAAAACU/Yk845m4yOA0/s1600-h/luz+nevada.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZYy9EBhkI/AAAAAAAAACU/Yk845m4yOA0/s400/luz+nevada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086350461569697346" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">toda la ciudad de cara al cielo...<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZYqtEBhjI/AAAAAAAAACM/Wg3p5z3LAgQ/s1600-h/contraluz.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZYqtEBhjI/AAAAAAAAACM/Wg3p5z3LAgQ/s400/contraluz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086350319835776562" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">gozando la mojadura en la cara, en los ojos, en las lentes...<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZhoNEBhxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-wXUJzw6w-g/s1600-h/plaza2nevada1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZhoNEBhxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-wXUJzw6w-g/s400/plaza2nevada1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086360172490753810" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZheNEBhwI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ruK0ihJMli8/s1600-h/plaza2nevada2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZheNEBhwI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ruK0ihJMli8/s400/plaza2nevada2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086360000692061954" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZhVtEBhvI/AAAAAAAAADs/_uCMuwtsraw/s1600-h/plaza2nevada22.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZhVtEBhvI/AAAAAAAAADs/_uCMuwtsraw/s400/plaza2nevada22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086359854663173874" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZgaNEBhtI/AAAAAAAAADc/U0VDqyilvD4/s1600-h/plaza2nevada3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZgaNEBhtI/AAAAAAAAADc/U0VDqyilvD4/s400/plaza2nevada3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086358832460957394" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">mirando, jugando, flotando en imágenes "contadas"...</span></span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZWNdEBhhI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KVdU4QBQ4mc/s1600-h/nieve.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZWNdEBhhI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KVdU4QBQ4mc/s400/nieve.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086347618301347346" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">y en los vidrios "nuevas texturas pasajeras naturales"... </span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZV7tEBhgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qyAvBPXOjUA/s1600-h/plazabelgranonevada.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RpZV7tEBhgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qyAvBPXOjUA/s400/plazabelgranonevada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086347313358669314" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">y </span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">en la memoria y los sentidos<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">la certeza de que la belleza sucede... alegra... paraliza... emociona... sensibiliza...<br /></span><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-9039534566990224953?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-89142917789486376812007-06-27T22:20:00.001-03:002008-12-09T07:11:14.395-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RoMNIGKB1GI/AAAAAAAAABE/GalKonNtCR0/s1600-h/PSaavReflejo04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RoMNIGKB1GI/AAAAAAAAABE/GalKonNtCR0/s400/PSaavReflejo04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080919237346841698" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >en los parques la tarde se apura...<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RoMO02KB1HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Q8gtyHfWsO8/s1600-h/PSaavReflejo01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RoMO02KB1HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Q8gtyHfWsO8/s400/PSaavReflejo01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080921105657615474" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >se refleja presurosa...<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RoMPmGKB1II/AAAAAAAAABU/SwCaXk0CfWY/s1600-h/PSaavReflejo03.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RoMPmGKB1II/AAAAAAAAABU/SwCaXk0CfWY/s400/PSaavReflejo03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080921951766172802" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >se vuelve cenicienta...<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RoMQ1WKB1KI/AAAAAAAAABk/s2Y1WdWnEwk/s1600-h/nochedeniebla2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RoMQ1WKB1KI/AAAAAAAAABk/s2Y1WdWnEwk/s400/nochedeniebla2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080923313270805666" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >se entrega en niebla y noche...<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RoMRLWKB1LI/AAAAAAAAABs/9i5bTclYUqw/s1600-h/globosyglobo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RoMRLWKB1LI/AAAAAAAAABs/9i5bTclYUqw/s400/globosyglobo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080923691227927730" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >...y nosotros aquí... buscando nuestros propios soles.<br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-8914291778948637681?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-17708721328210317582007-06-24T21:22:00.000-03:002008-12-09T07:11:14.746-02:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...el tamaño de las fotos... para que se vean bien!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Rn8LhtGi8iI/AAAAAAAAAAk/F1cFhebtOYE/s1600-h/PMaerea.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Rn8LhtGi8iI/AAAAAAAAAAk/F1cFhebtOYE/s400/PMaerea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079791578367848994" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="font-size:85%;">Plaza Moreno desde arriba con gente que quiere sol...</span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Rn8MEtGi8jI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nT4-QPH8rRw/s1600-h/catedral.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Rn8MEtGi8jI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nT4-QPH8rRw/s400/catedral.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079792179663270450" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="font-size:85%;">geometrías de la Catedral...</span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Rn8MXdGi8kI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7ENYxRG4ryA/s1600-h/reflejos1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Rn8MXdGi8kI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7ENYxRG4ryA/s400/reflejos1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079792501785817666" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">reflejos donde conviven lo viejo y lo nuevo...</span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">y veamos como queda esto.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-1770872132821031758?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5053360550101441967.post-58027211948261570302007-06-22T02:32:00.000-03:002008-12-09T07:11:15.124-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >los colores del otoño que se fue...</span><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Rntk8dGi8fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iEpp2y7jQqI/s1600-h/plazas.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/Rntk8dGi8fI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iEpp2y7jQqI/s400/plazas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078763994557379058" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">en los tilos...</span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RntqX9Gi8hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/r3I33omBu3c/s1600-h/plazas3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RntqX9Gi8hI/AAAAAAAAAAc/r3I33omBu3c/s400/plazas3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078769964561920530" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">en los robles...</span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RntoMtGi8gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gDS9cN-o8rs/s1600-h/plazas2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJ_4bZd53vk/RntoMtGi8gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gDS9cN-o8rs/s400/plazas2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078767572265136642" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >y en los ginkos...<br /><br />y mientras esperamos por los colores y los aromas de noviembre<br />...¿encontraremos la belleza en los troncos desnudos del invierno?.</span></div><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5053360550101441967-5802721194826157030?l=creatumundo-alearce.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>María Alejandra Arcehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08756815915276992122noreply@blogger.com5