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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2enclosuresfull.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><title>Epéntesis</title><link>http://www.epentesis.net/</link><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/Epntesis" /><description></description><language>en</language><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</managingEditor><lastBuildDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 15:35:02 PST</lastBuildDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/">263</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><feedburner:info uri="epntesis" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><title>¡Vivir despeinada!</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/3iNHvFNE-nk/vivir-despeinada.html</link><category>ilustracion</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 15:33:22 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-316030465459395230</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Khf_rci6Ns8/TyMvMre-hGI/AAAAAAAAGXw/4l5e661ttVE/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Khf_rci6Ns8/TyMvMre-hGI/AAAAAAAAGXw/4l5e661ttVE/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702453448058766434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;Hoy he aprendido que hay que dejar que la vida te despeine, por eso he decidido disfrutar la vida con mayor intensidad. El mundo está loco. Definitivamente loco… Lo rico, engorda. Lo lindo sale caro. El sol que ilumina nuestro rostro arruga. Y lo realmente bueno de esta vida, despeina…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hacer el amor, despeina. Reírte a carcajadas, despeina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viajar, volar, correr, meterte en el mar, despeina. Quitarte la ropa, despeina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besar a la persona que amas, despeina. Jugar, despeina. Cantar hasta que te quedes sin aire, despeina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailar hasta que dudes si fue buena idea ponerte tacones altos esa noche, te deja el pelo irreconocible…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que como siempre, cada vez que nos veamos voy a estar con el cabello despeinado… Sin embargo, no tengo duda de que estaré pasando por el momento más feliz de mi vida. Es ley de vida: siempre va a estar más despeinada la mujer que elija ir en el primer carrito de la montaña rusa, que la que elija no subirse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eso, mi recomendación a todas y todos : haz el amor, entrégate, come rico, besa, abraza, baila, enamórate, relájate, viaja, salta, acuéstate tarde, levántate temprano, corre, vuela, canta, ponte guapa, ponte cómoda, admira el paisaje, disfruta y sobre todo... ¡DEJA QUE LA VIDA TE DESPEINE! Lo peor que puede pasarte es que sonriendo frente al espejo, tengas que volverte a peinar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=right&gt;-Mafalda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5n2hEirwBwM/TyMzk6GbRWI/AAAAAAAAGX8/aUOJxKgFrUg/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5n2hEirwBwM/TyMzk6GbRWI/AAAAAAAAGX8/aUOJxKgFrUg/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702458262345696610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jackielaryea.com/prof.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ilustraciones de Jacklyn Laryea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-316030465459395230?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/3iNHvFNE-nk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-28T00:33:22.035+01:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Khf_rci6Ns8/TyMvMre-hGI/AAAAAAAAGXw/4l5e661ttVE/s72-c/2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2012/01/vivir-despeinada.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Lusesita</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/l8vugtOnjMo/lusesita.html</link><category>video</category><category>ceramica</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2012 17:05:42 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-835179116703288758</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xim-Drs--GU/Tx3_czVe0MI/AAAAAAAAGWY/AkaRQmH4K_Y/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xim-Drs--GU/Tx3_czVe0MI/AAAAAAAAGWY/AkaRQmH4K_Y/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700993573602644162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;Hacía mucho que no escríbía por aquí, falta de tiempo y por qué no decirlo de una absoluta falta de creatividad, supongo que todos pasamos por estas etapas. Sin embargo, esta mañana algo me ha hecho sonreir y he me ha dejado totalmente fascinada...se trata de la cerámica de &lt;a href="http://www.lusesita.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lusesita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Mirad la biografía que se ofrece de ella en su página &lt;a href="http://www.lusesita.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a modo de poema, está escrita por Emanuela de Notaris y es maravillosa:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;La fragilidad de la cerámica&lt;br /&gt;La delicadeza de criaturas metamorfoseándose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lusesita, cirujana de muñecas&lt;br /&gt;navegadoras en el tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Degustadora de galletas al veneno&lt;br /&gt;hechas de tejidos de corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocer la cerámica&lt;br /&gt;Coser los cuerpos de muchas esculturas&lt;br /&gt;Generar todo un mundo de arte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actividades atribuidas a lo femenino,&lt;br /&gt;que entran en una mezcla donde,&lt;br /&gt;sin distinción de genero se juntan sueños con los ojos abiertos&lt;br /&gt;y deseos rotos, frágiles alas, inutilizables armaduras&lt;br /&gt;y protecciones se sensibilidad de mujer&lt;br /&gt;que lleva sus propias lágrimas como joyas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collages de revistas retro de los años 50,&lt;br /&gt;ilustraciones del siglo XIX&lt;br /&gt;y seres amorfos con cascos de astronautas&lt;br /&gt;o quizá buceadores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forman poesías de cerámica paridas por la artista&lt;br /&gt;para que se canten sobre heridas recosidas,&lt;br /&gt;deseos que siguen vivos,&lt;br /&gt;besos encerrados en el cofre tallado de su corazón&lt;br /&gt;cada uno un trocito ofrecido a todos nosotros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ser manejado con cuidado acariciándolo con los ojos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LdNSuJs9ES0/Tx4A38GHYGI/AAAAAAAAGWk/HSdLbG5b2KE/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LdNSuJs9ES0/Tx4A38GHYGI/AAAAAAAAGWk/HSdLbG5b2KE/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700995139322208354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ymoRYqFDios/Tx4BG8dr_jI/AAAAAAAAGWw/gGbJYKfGYEc/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ymoRYqFDios/Tx4BG8dr_jI/AAAAAAAAGWw/gGbJYKfGYEc/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700995397119114802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7oIPufYS6Jg/Tx4BU-1vM_I/AAAAAAAAGW8/_pUH9zAm-Io/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 385px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7oIPufYS6Jg/Tx4BU-1vM_I/AAAAAAAAGW8/_pUH9zAm-Io/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700995638275027954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVR-WNBTfS8/Tx4BlwQHPxI/AAAAAAAAGXI/5ufsz8qYBF0/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVR-WNBTfS8/Tx4BlwQHPxI/AAAAAAAAGXI/5ufsz8qYBF0/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700995926416899858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GDyGPqeag6w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-835179116703288758?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/l8vugtOnjMo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-24T02:05:42.328+01:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xim-Drs--GU/Tx3_czVe0MI/AAAAAAAAGWY/AkaRQmH4K_Y/s72-c/1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2012/01/lusesita.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>♥ Mi amor ♥</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/PJfR9LX1K7E/mi-amor.html</link><category>literatura</category><category>fotografia</category><category>musica</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2012 12:07:29 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-5120731477193998899</guid><description>&lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ella me daba la mano y no hacía falta más. Me alcanzaba para sentir que era bien acogido. Más que besarla, más que acostarnos juntos, más que ninguna otra cosa, ella me daba la mano y eso era amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-Mario Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0UvYMgdwl6k/TwSvg8yuUTI/AAAAAAAAGWA/tgjXPIDYQTo/s1600/Mi%2Bamor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0UvYMgdwl6k/TwSvg8yuUTI/AAAAAAAAGWA/tgjXPIDYQTo/s400/Mi%2Bamor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693868809512702258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://files.podsnack.com/iframe/embed.html?hash=2fd3758d8e40521bdb4b869fa1609163&amp;wmode=window&amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF&amp;t=1325707514" width="400" height="27" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-5120731477193998899?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/PJfR9LX1K7E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-04T21:07:29.530+01:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0UvYMgdwl6k/TwSvg8yuUTI/AAAAAAAAGWA/tgjXPIDYQTo/s72-c/Mi%2Bamor.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2012/01/mi-amor.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Mis mejores deseos...</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/kcEa8Nckx3k/mis-mejores-deseos.html</link><category>fotografia</category><category>musica</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2011 10:04:04 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-2637490585665627617</guid><description>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mis mejores deseos para el 2012&lt;br /&gt;¡Y que sigamos viéndonos por aquí!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nKhNYM14Nws/Tv9N72EplaI/AAAAAAAAGUk/2PXnwdWVbTo/s1600/Feliz2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nKhNYM14Nws/Tv9N72EplaI/AAAAAAAAGUk/2PXnwdWVbTo/s400/Feliz2012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692354144542234018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://files.podsnack.com/iframe/embed.html?hash=1209aafda041e4ce38b3ae47a1589208&amp;wmode=window&amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF&amp;t=1325354441" width="400" height="27" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-2637490585665627617?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/kcEa8Nckx3k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-31T19:04:04.463+01:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nKhNYM14Nws/Tv9N72EplaI/AAAAAAAAGUk/2PXnwdWVbTo/s72-c/Feliz2012.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/12/mis-mejores-deseos.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Universos</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/FL7I8W6bBvc/universos.html</link><category>fotografia</category><category>musica</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2011 12:55:09 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-2943415721915799456</guid><description>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Y en las horas más oscuras me harás levitar,&lt;br /&gt;en descuidos crearemos universos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_XkKa9DPqmA/TvY7nyC0UXI/AAAAAAAAGUM/Q7UBgLcHdJs/s1600/make_love_by_DelilahWoolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_XkKa9DPqmA/TvY7nyC0UXI/AAAAAAAAGUM/Q7UBgLcHdJs/s400/make_love_by_DelilahWoolf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689800733863727474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://files.podsnack.com/iframe/embed.html?hash=004a9240dfa376244d0559e4a1558743&amp;wmode=window&amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF&amp;t=1324759612" width="400" height="27" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/photography/?q=Make%20love&amp;order=9&amp;offset=24#/dzzj0t"&gt;Fotografía de ~DelilahWoolf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-2943415721915799456?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/FL7I8W6bBvc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-24T21:55:09.735+01:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_XkKa9DPqmA/TvY7nyC0UXI/AAAAAAAAGUM/Q7UBgLcHdJs/s72-c/make_love_by_DelilahWoolf.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/12/universos.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Todo se torna diferente</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/Aqesge0Ia-c/todo-se-torna-diferente.html</link><category>kay</category><category>fotografia</category><category>musica</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Sat, 10 Dec 2011 10:55:08 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-1027463896367274497</guid><description>&lt;div align=justify&gt;Siempre le tuvo miedo al carrusel, un trauma de niñez que le dejó gran terror a todo lo que pareciera dar vueltas sin fin. Pero cuando las vueltas nos llevan a un lugar, todo se torna diferente, por eso hizo suya esa ruleta y sonrió al pensar que tal vez después del siguiente giro, accionaría el disparador.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CPoOtT30ea4/TtV-hwbC2PI/AAAAAAAAGRY/nREb4fVeUII/s1600/gun_by_ashleykband.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CPoOtT30ea4/TtV-hwbC2PI/AAAAAAAAGRY/nREb4fVeUII/s400/gun_by_ashleykband.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680585623396866290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/photography/?qh=&amp;section=&amp;q=gun#/dxoay5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Imagen de ~ashleykband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://files.podsnack.com/iframe/embed.html?hash=6a03bb456c43668b689ec0a8a1482548&amp;wmode=window&amp;bgcolor=FFFFFF&amp;t=1323543243" width="400" height="27" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-1027463896367274497?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/Aqesge0Ia-c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-10T19:55:08.758+01:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CPoOtT30ea4/TtV-hwbC2PI/AAAAAAAAGRY/nREb4fVeUII/s72-c/gun_by_ashleykband.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/11/todo-se-torna-diferente.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Black and WTF</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/E8NLRmXXe8o/black-and-wtf.html</link><category>fotografia</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Thu, 10 Nov 2011 16:30:22 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-8027025775639163823</guid><description>&lt;div align=justify&gt;El &lt;a href="http://blackandwtf.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;blog Black and WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; recoge extrañas fotos en blanco y negro. Os invito a visitarlo son fotografías curiosísimas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QHuAngAsufo/TrxqpDuW1fI/AAAAAAAAGN8/-akD8a9agv0/s1600/z1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QHuAngAsufo/TrxqpDuW1fI/AAAAAAAAGN8/-akD8a9agv0/s400/z1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673526884186904050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EPSO2xtdvqQ/Trxq9Xw1pNI/AAAAAAAAGOI/i7-Yr5XAUUQ/s1600/z4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EPSO2xtdvqQ/Trxq9Xw1pNI/AAAAAAAAGOI/i7-Yr5XAUUQ/s400/z4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673527233163404498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NvULNAdM7Mw/TrxrRF0Xy5I/AAAAAAAAGOU/UEa5tZOxO6o/s1600/z6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NvULNAdM7Mw/TrxrRF0Xy5I/AAAAAAAAGOU/UEa5tZOxO6o/s400/z6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673527571943771026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zAfXpCPXzko/Trxre4RWZvI/AAAAAAAAGOg/iqhv_4IY1bs/s1600/z5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zAfXpCPXzko/Trxre4RWZvI/AAAAAAAAGOg/iqhv_4IY1bs/s400/z5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673527808825386738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E98ERMW2VSs/TrxrtkgXeXI/AAAAAAAAGOs/aC6TZ1e0qWo/s1600/z3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E98ERMW2VSs/TrxrtkgXeXI/AAAAAAAAGOs/aC6TZ1e0qWo/s400/z3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673528061217700210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWFrEx9CgPo/Trxr8Ynbx3I/AAAAAAAAGO4/Dm4NtvScwEc/s1600/z9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWFrEx9CgPo/Trxr8Ynbx3I/AAAAAAAAGO4/Dm4NtvScwEc/s400/z9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673528315724154738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WuBgcuR1T8g/TrxsPGPlRaI/AAAAAAAAGPE/pXMwoAnpL9o/s1600/z7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WuBgcuR1T8g/TrxsPGPlRaI/AAAAAAAAGPE/pXMwoAnpL9o/s400/z7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673528637209789858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-8027025775639163823?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/E8NLRmXXe8o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-11T01:30:22.730+01:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QHuAngAsufo/TrxqpDuW1fI/AAAAAAAAGN8/-akD8a9agv0/s72-c/z1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/11/black-and-wtf.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>La mano izquierda de Cervantes</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/_9kwLleuYkI/la-mano-izquierda-de-cervantes.html</link><category>video</category><category>ilustracion</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2011 16:55:32 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-6522815769369376353</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Ia7e1GG8nE/Tq81Q5sweZI/AAAAAAAAGMQ/x995VlSZAzA/s1600/z2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Ia7e1GG8nE/Tq81Q5sweZI/AAAAAAAAGMQ/x995VlSZAzA/s400/z2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669809020365470098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;Me han llamado muchísimo la atención estas ilustraciones que voy a compartir con vosotros y he descubierto que pertenecen a una serie de obras que se han reunido en una exposición extraordinariamente peculiar 'La mano izquierda de Cervantes'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qczC4ykD4ko/Tq8idUtI-LI/AAAAAAAAGK8/z1Le7G9x_38/s1600/z3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qczC4ykD4ko/Tq8idUtI-LI/AAAAAAAAGK8/z1Le7G9x_38/s400/z3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669788343052335282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HfwmHQ4USwk/Tq8ivraZolI/AAAAAAAAGLI/JLIk15ZIOT4/s1600/z4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HfwmHQ4USwk/Tq8ivraZolI/AAAAAAAAGLI/JLIk15ZIOT4/s400/z4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669788658385396306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'La mano izquierda de Cervantes' establece un diálogo a través de la historia, el arte y el humor. La exposición reúne la obra de doce artistas turcos y españoles que reflexionan mediante el dibujo, la pintura y el lenguaje cómic, sobre uno de los hitos históricos más peculiares que unen la cultura turca y española: la inutilización de la mano izquierda de Cervantes por parte del ejército otomano en la Batalla de Lepanto en octubre de 1571. Así pues, la mano izquierda de Cervantes es literalmente el punto de partida para el trabajo de los artistas, que han enfocado sus creaciones inspirados en la idea de escribir un nuevo capítulo de la Historia entre Turquía y España. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los artistas (&lt;a href="http://www.btoy.es/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;B-Toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://borabaskanblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bora Başkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Cihan Kılıç, &lt;a href="http://comomevesteveras.com/blog/2011/03/el-gabinete-de-pintura-de-la-cruda-Emir Yadavid-curto/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;David Curto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.emirart.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Emir Yardımcı&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.gonzalorueda.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gonzalo Rueda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.merycuesta.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mery Cuesta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.elperiodico.com/es/noticias/opinion/nacho-simal-nosotros-que-hacemos-mejor-dibujar-1064774"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nacho Simal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ozgurerkok.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Özgür Erkök&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.heraldo.es/noticias/et_una_factoria_aragonesa_diseno_comic_ilustracion_que_despliega_barcelona.html?p=3204437#votar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rubén Pedro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sergiomora.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sergio Mora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; y &lt;a href="http://tancemalgenc.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tan Cemal Genç&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) han reinterpretado este hito histórico desde diferentes perspectivas; han establecido en definitiva, un diálogo que derrocha humor, emotividad y fantasía, un nuevo puente a través de la pintura y el dibujo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="370"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.grapheine.com/bombaytv/bt.swf?code=5f10fd00ab9f1d241122033fbec9d2e7"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.grapheine.com/bombaytv/bt.swf?code=5f10fd00ab9f1d241122033fbec9d2e7" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="370" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;noembed&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.grapheine.com/creation-affiches-festival-de-marne-musique-f99.html" title="illustration"&gt;logo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://estambul.cervantes.es/FichasCultura/Ficha68728_52_1.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Más información sobre la exposición&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.merycuesta.com/pdf/ndpcervantes.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Información extraida de Mery Cuesta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-6522815769369376353?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/_9kwLleuYkI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-01T00:55:32.920+01:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Ia7e1GG8nE/Tq81Q5sweZI/AAAAAAAAGMQ/x995VlSZAzA/s72-c/z2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/10/la-mano-izquierda-de-cervantes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>A veces</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/-0-BPt3hK4g/veces.html</link><category>literatura</category><category>sexo</category><category>fotografia</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2011 15:26:48 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-5990925108948099996</guid><description>&lt;div align=center&gt;A Veces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escribir un poema se parece a un orgasmo:&lt;br /&gt;mancha la tinta tanto como el semen,&lt;br /&gt;empreña también más en ocasiones.&lt;br /&gt;Tardes hay, sin embargo,&lt;br /&gt;en las que manoseo las palabras,&lt;br /&gt;muerdo sus senos y sus piernas ágiles,&lt;br /&gt;les levanto las faldas con mis dedos,&lt;br /&gt;las miro desde abajo,&lt;br /&gt;les hago lo de siempre&lt;br /&gt;y, pese a todo, ved:&lt;br /&gt;¡no pasa nada!&lt;br /&gt;Lo expresaba muy bien Cesar Vallejo:&lt;br /&gt;"Lo digo y no me corro".&lt;br /&gt;Pero él disimulaba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0IF3J89sYTM/Tp387hwYobI/AAAAAAAAGIs/h_qUk09GdF8/s1600/orgasmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0IF3J89sYTM/Tp387hwYobI/AAAAAAAAGIs/h_qUk09GdF8/s400/orgasmo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664962005905744306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-5990925108948099996?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/-0-BPt3hK4g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-19T00:26:48.728+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0IF3J89sYTM/Tp387hwYobI/AAAAAAAAGIs/h_qUk09GdF8/s72-c/orgasmo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/10/veces.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Kiss me...</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/JUXhVqlmjxE/kiss-me.html</link><category>pintura</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2011 15:33:06 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-1180975740833463839</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIz5n8lpL-U/TpIfwT3iiNI/AAAAAAAAGHY/fQIpVHYL8qo/s1600/Hush%2521%252C_2010%252C_Oil_on_Canvas%252C_40x40cm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 383px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIz5n8lpL-U/TpIfwT3iiNI/AAAAAAAAGHY/fQIpVHYL8qo/s400/Hush%2521%252C_2010%252C_Oil_on_Canvas%252C_40x40cm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661622596385540306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;Me encanta el arte. Me encantaría ser un gran artista, para capturar momentos fugaces, movimientos delicados, emociones...pero no es tan simple; por eso, cuando me encuentro a artistas como este y pinturas que parecen tan reales, tan perfectas, tan ciertas, sucumbo a la admiración. Obsesionado con la figura de la mujer y la sensualidad de los labios &lt;a href="http://http://blue4451.cafe24.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kim Sung Jin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; desarrolla una sorprendente gama de pinturas hiperrealistas protagonizadas por bocas en diferentes contextos. Utilizando óleo, &lt;a href="http://http://blue4451.cafe24.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eleva dicho órgano sensorial al nivel de objeto de su trabajo, generando piezas caracterizadas por atraer el interés del espectador gracias a la utilización del color rojo y tonos brillantes que acentúan la vida y el erótico efecto de su obra. Espero que disfruteis de su obra tanto aquí como en su &lt;a href="http://http://blue4451.cafe24.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TARqa1l6g9o/TpIlTzqy_vI/AAAAAAAAGHg/ZnIygGEwZ1Y/s1600/6%2BThe%2BLip%2B%25282007%2529%2B-%2BKim%2BSung%2BJin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TARqa1l6g9o/TpIlTzqy_vI/AAAAAAAAGHg/ZnIygGEwZ1Y/s400/6%2BThe%2BLip%2B%25282007%2529%2B-%2BKim%2BSung%2BJin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661628703775588082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a4SagyA2uTQ/TpIl14V3BxI/AAAAAAAAGHo/mGQebN38dMU/s1600/Kim-Sung-Jin-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a4SagyA2uTQ/TpIl14V3BxI/AAAAAAAAGHo/mGQebN38dMU/s400/Kim-Sung-Jin-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661629289145501458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ItRiNmSSus/TpImoCNVhRI/AAAAAAAAGH4/FVt-iY_lA4Y/s1600/kim%2Bsung%2Bjin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ItRiNmSSus/TpImoCNVhRI/AAAAAAAAGH4/FVt-iY_lA4Y/s400/kim%2Bsung%2Bjin3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661630150787564818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klcqiQq2_p4/TpInK8sV3EI/AAAAAAAAGIA/JGzwczCA6Dk/s1600/kim%2Bsung%2Bjin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klcqiQq2_p4/TpInK8sV3EI/AAAAAAAAGIA/JGzwczCA6Dk/s400/kim%2Bsung%2Bjin2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661630750602419266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLTpX4vm89c/TpInnNLgmBI/AAAAAAAAGIQ/tkYaFhmqJHk/s1600/8%2BThe%2BLip%2B%25282010%2529%2B-%2BKim%2BSung%2BJin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLTpX4vm89c/TpInnNLgmBI/AAAAAAAAGIQ/tkYaFhmqJHk/s400/8%2BThe%2BLip%2B%25282010%2529%2B-%2BKim%2BSung%2BJin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661631236064450578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-1180975740833463839?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/JUXhVqlmjxE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-19T00:33:06.703+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIz5n8lpL-U/TpIfwT3iiNI/AAAAAAAAGHY/fQIpVHYL8qo/s72-c/Hush%2521%252C_2010%252C_Oil_on_Canvas%252C_40x40cm.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/10/kiss-me.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Riikka Sormunen</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/BXnw9byDCvU/riikka-sormunen.html</link><category>ilustracion</category><category>musica</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Sun, 09 Oct 2011 16:17:08 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-3096105429802455957</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gpJ1QxMYCD8/TopRh1orOtI/AAAAAAAAGHI/WetNV6LPhac/s1600/thunder-460x280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gpJ1QxMYCD8/TopRh1orOtI/AAAAAAAAGHI/WetNV6LPhac/s400/thunder-460x280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659425523519666898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;No se encuentra mucha información sobre &lt;a href="http://www.riikkas.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Riikka Sormunen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, sé que es una finesa nacida en Helsinki y afincada en Oslo y que con sólo 24 años divide su vida entre ser ama de casa y pintora/ilustradora. En cuanto a su obra, podría decirse que sus pinturas son narrativas, que plasman todo el mundo interior de la artista y están llenas de tensión dramática. Visitar su &lt;a href="http://www.riikkas.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; es sensacional, os la recomiendo encarecidamete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-btio2ZSs498/TopPSVZe7kI/AAAAAAAAGGo/8tZcSSO_brU/s1600/Gimme_5_by_pixiefangs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-btio2ZSs498/TopPSVZe7kI/AAAAAAAAGGo/8tZcSSO_brU/s400/Gimme_5_by_pixiefangs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659423058144718402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RoV_PRPTtk4/TopPjDry7PI/AAAAAAAAGGw/MP4AU-J0vac/s1600/Riikka-Sormunen-Illustrations-4-600x577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 385px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RoV_PRPTtk4/TopPjDry7PI/AAAAAAAAGGw/MP4AU-J0vac/s400/Riikka-Sormunen-Illustrations-4-600x577.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659423345447464178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tIHWRP-Sybg/TopPrzKAfCI/AAAAAAAAGG4/v6EiDw9nD-A/s1600/166_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 373px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tIHWRP-Sybg/TopPrzKAfCI/AAAAAAAAGG4/v6EiDw9nD-A/s400/166_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659423495629601826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YfsOhng2ANM/Tow7Ph9IGJI/AAAAAAAAGHQ/hvgcoIXbBhU/s1600/rs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YfsOhng2ANM/Tow7Ph9IGJI/AAAAAAAAGHQ/hvgcoIXbBhU/s400/rs2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659963969696700562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;Descubrí a esta artista en &lt;a href="http://ponyxpress.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ponyXpress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-3096105429802455957?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/BXnw9byDCvU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-10T01:17:08.059+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gpJ1QxMYCD8/TopRh1orOtI/AAAAAAAAGHI/WetNV6LPhac/s72-c/thunder-460x280.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/10/riikka-sormunen.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Miss Van</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/rS5g_ekCfl8/miss-van.html</link><category>video</category><category>ilustracion</category><category>musica</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 15:23:10 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-5315030164727161521</guid><description>&lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.missvan.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Miss Van&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; es el nombre con el que firma sus obras la artista francesa afincada en Barcelona Vanessa Alice Bensimon (Toulouse, 1973). Sus figuras femeninas, que ella misma llama &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Poupees&lt;/span&gt;, se están convirtiendo en los últimos años en un nuevo reclamo y en un atractivo más de la ciudad de Barcelona, en la que los amantes del arte callejero encuentran casi un motivo de descubrimiento. Las &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Poupees&lt;/span&gt; son una mezcla entre mujeres y niñas, de ojos rasgados, que combinan fragilidad y a la vez sensualidad, a través de una variada gama de formas voluptuosas, que expresan diversas emociones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cx7fZ2vaZVE/ToTOnfiEbBI/AAAAAAAAGE4/02572N41ssE/s1600/MissvanI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cx7fZ2vaZVE/ToTOnfiEbBI/AAAAAAAAGE4/02572N41ssE/s400/MissvanI.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657874209758800914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WfLD-YgKNUg/ToTO07GdTXI/AAAAAAAAGFA/Y_xz1KzN31c/s1600/MissvanD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WfLD-YgKNUg/ToTO07GdTXI/AAAAAAAAGFA/Y_xz1KzN31c/s400/MissvanD.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657874440497483122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XXpPO1XD9_E/ToTPDAWb7HI/AAAAAAAAGFI/f8hB7PFN43o/s1600/MissvanC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XXpPO1XD9_E/ToTPDAWb7HI/AAAAAAAAGFI/f8hB7PFN43o/s400/MissvanC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657874682424847474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3uZICfHJVVc/ToTPR5FJ-kI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/6ALoiZaj730/s1600/MissvanH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3uZICfHJVVc/ToTPR5FJ-kI/AAAAAAAAGFQ/6ALoiZaj730/s400/MissvanH.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657874938171357762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T7DDGau_-Mw/ToTiaOHz9aI/AAAAAAAAGFY/TFLhm781Xco/s1600/MissvanB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U3bm2w1Ka-8/ToTnzzcOTMI/AAAAAAAAGGA/wHBG7vCP4cs/s400/Missvan23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657901909052116162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gXVg_5qZjzw/ToTn87tnu2I/AAAAAAAAGGI/dI1XuSN9fkQ/s1600/Missvan22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gXVg_5qZjzw/ToTn87tnu2I/AAAAAAAAGGI/dI1XuSN9fkQ/s400/Missvan22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657902065891392354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-IvLsphSVYY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;La &lt;a href="http://www.missvan.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de la artista es &lt;a href="http://www.missvan.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;esta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;object height="28" width="335"&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.divshare.com/flash/audio_embed?data=YTo2OntzOjU6ImFwaUlkIjtzOjE6IjQiO3M6NjoiZmlsZUlkIjtzOjg6IjE1ODM0OTA2IjtzOjQ6ImNvZGUiO3M6MTI6IjE1ODM0OTA2LWI1YSI7czo2OiJ1c2VySWQiO3M6NjoiNDM0Nzk1IjtzOjEyOiJleHRlcm5hbENhbGwiO2k6MTtzOjQ6InRpbWUiO2k6MTMxNzMzNDI1NTt9&amp;autoplay=default" name="movie"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed wmode="transparent" height="28" width="335" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://www.divshare.com/flash/audio_embed?data=YTo2OntzOjU6ImFwaUlkIjtzOjE6IjQiO3M6NjoiZmlsZUlkIjtzOjg6IjE1ODM0OTA2IjtzOjQ6ImNvZGUiO3M6MTI6IjE1ODM0OTA2LWI1YSI7czo2OiJ1c2VySWQiO3M6NjoiNDM0Nzk1IjtzOjEyOiJleHRlcm5hbENhbGwiO2k6MTtzOjQ6InRpbWUiO2k6MTMxNzMzNDI1NTt9&amp;autoplay=default"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-5315030164727161521?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/rS5g_ekCfl8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-30T00:23:10.137+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cx7fZ2vaZVE/ToTOnfiEbBI/AAAAAAAAGE4/02572N41ssE/s72-c/MissvanI.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/09/miss-van.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>La Flor</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/WP_LpIFkq8A/la-flor.html</link><category>video</category><category>fotografia</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Sun, 18 Sep 2011 16:06:53 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-7116427377638263524</guid><description>&lt;div align=center&gt;Si algún día te sientes solo busca la maravillosa ciudad de Tar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QrFu6MYRFhg/TnZsWQHMjWI/AAAAAAAAGAU/YdaZI-wgkJE/s1600/Fando%2526Lis1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ETiVYhOAS8/Tmfymmy3T4I/AAAAAAAAF-I/juAF9thc3fE/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649751002622414722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chrispeters.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chris Peters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; trata de encontrar en cada una de sus pinturas, la belleza en ese punto incómodo entre la vida y la muerte, entre el Yo y lo que el escritor &lt;a href="http://www.hplovecraft.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;H.P.Lovecraft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; llamó "Los Otros". Sus poemas hacen referencia al ciclo de la vida, la muerte y la promesa de la resurrección.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBqMbp8Zq3o/Tmf_7L2N2yI/AAAAAAAAGAI/IG7-QqbH9Ho/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBqMbp8Zq3o/Tmf_7L2N2yI/AAAAAAAAGAI/IG7-QqbH9Ho/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649765649817131810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chrispeters.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Peters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; en su página web declara que ama el poema de &lt;a href="http://www.emilydickinsonmuseum.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dickinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Morí por la Belleza" y que además el cuerpo de su trabajo es un intento de captura de sensación cada vez que lo lee. El poema es el siguiente:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;Morí por la Belleza, pero apenas&lt;br /&gt;acomodada en la Tumba,&lt;br /&gt;Uno que murió por la Verdad yacía&lt;br /&gt;En un cuarto contiguo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me preguntó en voz baja por qué morí.&lt;br /&gt;-Por la Belleza -repliqué-&lt;br /&gt;-Y yo -por la Verdad- Las dos son una-&lt;br /&gt;Somos Hermanos -dijo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y así, como Parientes, reunidos una Noche-&lt;br /&gt;Hablamos de un cuarto a otro-&lt;br /&gt;hasta que el Musgo alcanzó nuestros labios-&lt;br /&gt;y cubrió -nuestros nombres-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5q_MHl1aF08/Tmf3ZKCrE4I/AAAAAAAAF-Y/2IvCahVO3sw/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5q_MHl1aF08/Tmf3ZKCrE4I/AAAAAAAAF-Y/2IvCahVO3sw/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649756269123933058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;Podeis ver más ilustraciones de &lt;a href="http://www.chrispeters.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chris Peters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; en su página &lt;a href="http://www.chrispeters.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; y en su &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/studiopeters/photos/51427614/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, son muy curiosas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-7507138985764290913?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/GGVXRNZ3ITc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-08T01:55:05.274+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ETiVYhOAS8/Tmfymmy3T4I/AAAAAAAAF-I/juAF9thc3fE/s72-c/3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/09/chris-peters.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Arqueología cinematográfica</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/znCknEEmlKg/arqueologia-cinematografica.html</link><category>cine</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2011 08:23:23 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-2124262684951206598</guid><description>&lt;div align=justify&gt;Si quieres participar en un proyecto de arqueología cinematográfica lo único que tienes que hacer es entrar en &lt;a href="http://www.lost-films.eu/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lost Films&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Es un proyeto abierto a todos los usuarios que como explica Oliver Henley, uno de sus impulsores "aprovecha las ventajas de la web 2.0 para aumentar el catálogo de películas desaparecidas"
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nnhWTfqHAbI/Tle5FPMYIpI/AAAhttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifAAAAAF-A/u3XRqCgYLQw/s1600/91530_object_representations_media_504_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nnhWTfqHAbI/Tle5FPMYIpI/AAAAAAAAF-A/u3XRqCgYLQw/s400/91530_object_representations_media_504_medium.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645184157561135762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;“El archivo del que disponemos ahora en el sitio &lt;a href="http://www.lost-films.eu/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cuenta con más de 3.500 referencias que se consideran perdidas”, explica Henley. Sin embargo, ¿quién dice que con un poco de trabajo colaborativo distribuido y otro poco de inteligencia colectiva no van a aparecer algunos tesoros que se pensaban perdidos para siempre?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-2124262684951206598?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/znCknEEmlKg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-26T17:23:23.640+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nnhWTfqHAbI/Tle5FPMYIpI/AAAAAAAAF-A/u3XRqCgYLQw/s72-c/91530_object_representations_media_504_medium.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/08/arqueologia-cinematografica.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>José Luis Sampedro y la visita del papa</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/6vKte08zD6M/jose-luis-sampedro-y-la-visita-del-papa.html</link><category>video</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Fri, 19 Aug 2011 05:36:35 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-5560270454383604919</guid><description>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;iframe width="410" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8DmYGz3EvXk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-5560270454383604919?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/6vKte08zD6M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-19T14:36:35.746+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/8DmYGz3EvXk/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/08/jose-luis-sampedro-y-la-visita-del-papa.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Vacaciones</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/ff6AJ-UuXM8/vacaciones.html</link><category>kay</category><category>musica</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Tue, 09 Aug 2011 15:25:55 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-6040078260169555176</guid><description>&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;¡ME VOY DE VACACIONES! ¡PÁSENLO BIEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2JP0IoWxwI/TjHxx0WjnCI/AAAAAAAAF84/783UZlbzpzo/s1600/_b_e_a_c_h__by_bizarrismo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2JP0IoWxwI/TjHxx0WjnCI/AAAAAAAAF84/783UZlbzpzo/s400/_b_e_a_c_h__by_bizarrismo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634550446986337314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Zombies - Summertime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/12/8/1632830/dewplayer-multi.swf?mp3=http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/12/8/1632830/Zombies_Summertime.mp3" width="200" height="20"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/12/8/1632830/dewplayer-multi.swf?mp3=http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/12/8/1632830/Zombies_Summertime.mp3"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-6040078260169555176?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/ff6AJ-UuXM8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-10T00:25:55.759+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2JP0IoWxwI/TjHxx0WjnCI/AAAAAAAAF84/783UZlbzpzo/s72-c/_b_e_a_c_h__by_bizarrismo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/07/vacaciones.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Métodos anticonceptivos</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/XFRN3fbZoOw/metodos-anticonceptivos.html</link><category>kay</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jul 2011 15:46:59 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-4241813641452356447</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-15asXzBJZgc/Ti3viS_5uXI/AAAAAAAAF8U/V5EZ2kg5ly0/s1600/tumblr_louvghOPSj1qz5t09o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-15asXzBJZgc/Ti3viS_5uXI/AAAAAAAAF8U/V5EZ2kg5ly0/s400/tumblr_louvghOPSj1qz5t09o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633422081404811634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;El único método anticonceptivo consentido por la iglesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-4241813641452356447?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/XFRN3fbZoOw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-26T00:46:59.298+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-15asXzBJZgc/Ti3viS_5uXI/AAAAAAAAF8U/V5EZ2kg5ly0/s72-c/tumblr_louvghOPSj1qz5t09o1_500.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/07/metodos-anticonceptivos.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Una baño con Alyssa</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/kLm8sGWUa-g/una-bano-con-alyssa.html</link><category>pintura</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Fri, 19 Aug 2011 05:38:01 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-7827915081724426781</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vibr8fQnzao/TicYQyM-PiI/AAAAAAAAF6s/y6BuHKFyRvc/s1600/PaintingsAlyssaMonks_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vibr8fQnzao/TicYQyM-PiI/AAAAAAAAF6s/y6BuHKFyRvc/s400/PaintingsAlyssaMonks_005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631496535683251746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;a href="http://alyssamonks.com/index.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Alyssa Monks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, domina tanto la técnica del hiperrealismo que se atreve con lo más difícil, la interacción del agua con la piel humana y los tejidos. El resultado es de los que quita la respiración, disfrútalos en su &lt;a href="http://alyssamonks.com/index.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ieVX_sAZqjk/TicYq4GZWoI/AAAAAAAAF60/6ZQOSXET8b0/s1600/smush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ieVX_sAZqjk/TicYq4GZWoI/AAAAAAAAF60/6ZQOSXET8b0/s400/smush.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631496983942879874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w6zl7UN7J6o/TicY5D7xeII/AAAAAAAAF68/C4IUSg1Kd7A/s1600/trust_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w6zl7UN7J6o/TicY5D7xeII/AAAAAAAAF68/C4IUSg1Kd7A/s400/trust_lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631497227637717122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SvvFy81MWeA/TicZGTIup3I/AAAAAAAAF7E/e43bzmW1Z5g/s1600/scream1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SvvFy81MWeA/TicZGTIup3I/AAAAAAAAF7E/e43bzmW1Z5g/s400/scream1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631497455056889714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;El elemento de agua en mi trabajo comenzó como una forma de complicar la figura, distorsionarla y cambiar su color. También me permitió jugar con el espacio, ya que el agua puede aumentar o disminuir el espacio. Se ha convertido en un filtro y me llevó a explorar otros filtros con los que complicar  el cuerpo. Además, el agua tiene tantas connotaciones simbólicas intrínseca, algunas muy contradictorias, que es interesante para mí. El agua puede ser tan destructiva como es la vida dando, y refrescante.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zghXmVtt_os/TicZU0eVoaI/AAAAAAAAF7M/g2lcOYixWDA/s1600/reserve_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zghXmVtt_os/TicZU0eVoaI/AAAAAAAAF7M/g2lcOYixWDA/s400/reserve_lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631497704524063138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5smR4tPbjw/TicZhNO61hI/AAAAAAAAF7U/usEPF-qJJ4s/s1600/liquid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5smR4tPbjw/TicZhNO61hI/AAAAAAAAF7U/usEPF-qJJ4s/s400/liquid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631497917328709138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0CgU2L-XiF8/TicZtpXtWpI/AAAAAAAAF7c/eApxj81RnZI/s1600/echo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0CgU2L-XiF8/TicZtpXtWpI/AAAAAAAAF7c/eApxj81RnZI/s400/echo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631498131040197266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;La carne húmeda es hermosa. Mostrando cómo el agua actúa sobre la carne aumenta y permite que sus cualidades tengan una mayor descripción visual, como medio con el que pintar o barnizar en la pintura. Sometiendo el cuerpo al elemento del agua se muestra la forma en que reacciona de manera diferente que cualquier otra cosa. También he usado vaselina con agua para este efecto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XAGqMpwMGFU/TicbL7dCyBI/AAAAAAAAF7s/OJbtoJ1KFtI/s1600/27770-616690429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XAGqMpwMGFU/TicbL7dCyBI/AAAAAAAAF7s/OJbtoJ1KFtI/s400/27770-616690429.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631499750802114578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQ6T6kQdOWM/TiccLnind8I/AAAAAAAAF8M/gryztEkDG1Y/s1600/Risk_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQ6T6kQdOWM/TiccLnind8I/AAAAAAAAF8M/gryztEkDG1Y/s400/Risk_lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631500844968409026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-7827915081724426781?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/kLm8sGWUa-g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-19T14:38:01.944+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vibr8fQnzao/TicYQyM-PiI/AAAAAAAAF6s/y6BuHKFyRvc/s72-c/PaintingsAlyssaMonks_005.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">14</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/07/una-bano-con-alyssa.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>¡Blade Runner Polaroids!</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/WLjTuWIPbRg/blade-runner-polaroids.html</link><category>cine</category><category>fotografia</category><category>link</category><category>web</category><category>musica</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Tue, 12 Jul 2011 16:18:20 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-8731957575264207887</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4dUODdiR2I/ThzM8jluh5I/AAAAAAAAF44/9rcxVAHcBFI/s1600/BladeRunner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 361px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4dUODdiR2I/ThzM8jluh5I/AAAAAAAAF44/9rcxVAHcBFI/s400/BladeRunner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628598975023974290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;Me ha encantado encontrar este set de polaroids creadas por la actriz &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sean_Young"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sean Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, la fabulosa mujer protagonista de &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blade_Runner"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Blade Runner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; junto a &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harrison_Ford"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Harrison Ford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Os voy a dejar aquí unas cuantas, las que a mí me han gustado más, pero también la &lt;a href="http://s94802126.onlinehome.us/msy/My_Albums_13-16/Pages/15._Polaroids.html#1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de la actriz donde podeis ver todas ¡no os las perdais!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jQOvj808274/ThzKEjOuc6I/AAAAAAAAF4I/E_pfbVJtodg/s1600/BladeRunner4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jQOvj808274/ThzKEjOuc6I/AAAAAAAAF4I/E_pfbVJtodg/s400/BladeRunner4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628595813831570338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OE_RSKzaUCk/ThzNqQRZUgI/AAAAAAAAF5A/c4i-nUFCT2I/s1600/BladeRunner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OE_RSKzaUCk/ThzNqQRZUgI/AAAAAAAAF5A/c4i-nUFCT2I/s400/BladeRunner2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628599760112407042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ok6yvVtEpI/ThzOBiiW91I/AAAAAAAAF5I/JCh522EWbfs/s1600/BladeRunner7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ok6yvVtEpI/ThzOBiiW91I/AAAAAAAAF5I/JCh522EWbfs/s400/BladeRunner7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628600160152385362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bSjpnOsCuxs/ThzOYrKNrnI/AAAAAAAAF5Q/42zFVZJL-Xs/s1600/BladeRunner8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bSjpnOsCuxs/ThzOYrKNrnI/AAAAAAAAF5Q/42zFVZJL-Xs/s400/BladeRunner8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628600557604023922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AkwfYj2PJ5k/ThzPH4ddJqI/AAAAAAAAF5Y/ZAgUdHO2ZBA/s1600/BladeRunner1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AkwfYj2PJ5k/ThzPH4ddJqI/AAAAAAAAF5Y/ZAgUdHO2ZBA/s400/BladeRunner1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628601368628242082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m0w4tVKqNGA/ThzPelOTtBI/AAAAAAAAF5g/VrBgkHHkr1E/s1600/BladeRunner3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m0w4tVKqNGA/ThzPelOTtBI/AAAAAAAAF5g/VrBgkHHkr1E/s400/BladeRunner3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628601758601425938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EVssCzPswb0/ThzPud4q6-I/AAAAAAAAF5o/3rd-YZp6at0/s1600/BladeRunner9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EVssCzPswb0/ThzPud4q6-I/AAAAAAAAF5o/3rd-YZp6at0/s400/BladeRunner9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628602031509531618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsPoIfHivHk/ThzV6McNsmI/AAAAAAAAF5w/WMd2MUDiOFY/s1600/BladeRunner5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VsPoIfHivHk/ThzV6McNsmI/AAAAAAAAF5w/WMd2MUDiOFY/s400/BladeRunner5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628608830054969954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FiYNKp6xmIc/ThzWG8hN3yI/AAAAAAAAF54/pkUrCEcNY4U/s1600/BladeRunner10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FiYNKp6xmIc/ThzWG8hN3yI/AAAAAAAAF54/pkUrCEcNY4U/s400/BladeRunner10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628609049119285026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-8731957575264207887?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/WLjTuWIPbRg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-13T01:18:20.640+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4dUODdiR2I/ThzM8jluh5I/AAAAAAAAF44/9rcxVAHcBFI/s72-c/BladeRunner.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/07/blade-runner-polaroids.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Elliot Erwitt</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/Fb_rc14Iun8/elliot-erwitt.html</link><category>fotografia</category><category>link</category><category>web</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jul 2011 17:21:41 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-9149561701227334430</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-15fJ2rs4Yd0/ThOqiptnj7I/AAAAAAAAF4A/LfRZ1rnOXtA/s1600/elliot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-15fJ2rs4Yd0/ThOqiptnj7I/AAAAAAAAF4A/LfRZ1rnOXtA/s400/elliot2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626027871805345714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;Las imágenes de &lt;a href="http://www.elliotterwitt.com/lang/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Erwitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; se han hecho un hueco, por derecho propio, en el Olimpo de los fotógrafos, gracias entre otras cosas a su actitud hacia la fotografía. El mismo confiesa que &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cada fotografía tiene su momento&lt;/span&gt;. Y concluye: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A veces, crees que algo va a ocurrir, y ocurre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QnlAyf6II3A/ThOiwk2ACBI/AAAAAAAAF2w/0VVO8onjNrc/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QnlAyf6II3A/ThOiwk2ACBI/AAAAAAAAF2w/0VVO8onjNrc/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626019314923472914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fp_ttMEGGT8/ThOpvAQHqvI/AAAAAAAAF3w/Sq5v9wQ7ego/s1600/elliot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fp_ttMEGGT8/ThOpvAQHqvI/AAAAAAAAF3w/Sq5v9wQ7ego/s400/elliot1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626026984502438642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5SgdoVzRbTk/ThOp71IoDcI/AAAAAAAAF34/Xc8Z46fC_2g/s1600/elliot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5SgdoVzRbTk/ThOp71IoDcI/AAAAAAAAF34/Xc8Z46fC_2g/s400/elliot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626027204856516034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La cuidadosa -y a veces sencilla- composición de sus fotografías y el punto de vista en muchas de ellas, dan una idea clara de su particular visión de la vida, aliñada con un toque de humor y una intencionalidad reservadas para los grandes de la fotografía: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hacer reír a la gente es uno de los mayores logros que se puede conseguir; es difícil, y eso es lo que me gusta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YRaouWClNaY/ThOjj7JpS2I/AAAAAAAAF24/3Kl2__Yw_yM/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YRaouWClNaY/ThOjj7JpS2I/AAAAAAAAF24/3Kl2__Yw_yM/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626020197084777314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mYguHonoHvo/ThOjtK4ZexI/AAAAAAAAF3A/hoPsTKKtpn8/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mYguHonoHvo/ThOjtK4ZexI/AAAAAAAAF3A/hoPsTKKtpn8/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626020355926227730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBkUYmceMgA/ThOj24dwlwI/AAAAAAAAF3I/crDPuZDWwp0/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBkUYmceMgA/ThOj24dwlwI/AAAAAAAAF3I/crDPuZDWwp0/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626020522781349634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizá la grandeza de estas fotografías se deba a que, como él mismo apunta, no salga a buscarlas: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cuando llevas la cámara y se da una situación así, basta con la habilidad de combinar cierto orden y capacidad compositiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1BXwSMCAu1A/ThOkRgtso3I/AAAAAAAAF3Q/8VJ-mnPlW2A/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1BXwSMCAu1A/ThOkRgtso3I/AAAAAAAAF3Q/8VJ-mnPlW2A/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626020980262216562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ystu-9GwyIA/ThOkbh2x9vI/AAAAAAAAF3Y/3Xeh7cOuxBA/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ystu-9GwyIA/ThOkbh2x9vI/AAAAAAAAF3Y/3Xeh7cOuxBA/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626021152367441650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dgi-c9E7Bh8/ThJeY2tCJDI/AAAAAAAAF2o/F7kof9mQ2TI/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dgi-c9E7Bh8/ThJeY2tCJDI/AAAAAAAAF2o/F7kof9mQ2TI/s400/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625662665633440818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;La gente visita museos por motivos que no tienen nada que ver con lo que los museos contienen. Son lugares donde se ejerce la sociabilidad. Puesto que hay que estar en alguna parte, más vale estar en un lugar donde haya aire acondicionado y calefacción.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fkY5pkWMwVc/ThOk8b6h1NI/AAAAAAAAF3g/E3B73nSKbQ0/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fkY5pkWMwVc/ThOk8b6h1NI/AAAAAAAAF3g/E3B73nSKbQ0/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626021717708231890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elliotterwitt.com/lang/index.html"&gt;Elliot Erwitt Web&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-9149561701227334430?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/Fb_rc14Iun8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-06T02:21:41.830+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-15fJ2rs4Yd0/ThOqiptnj7I/AAAAAAAAF4A/LfRZ1rnOXtA/s72-c/elliot2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/07/elliot-erwitt.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>One thousand and one dreams</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/qLGnjPujvK8/one-thousand-and-one-dreams.html</link><category>arte moderno</category><category>fotografia</category><category>musica</category><category>arte</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Tue, 28 Jun 2011 16:34:35 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-1318748633782023129</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YFnN4atqSag/TgpXmM1o5MI/AAAAAAAAF0A/z_itNlyAAUw/s1600/post-image-alaoui-guerra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YFnN4atqSag/TgpXmM1o5MI/AAAAAAAAF0A/z_itNlyAAUw/s400/post-image-alaoui-guerra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623403398518334658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C_9Io4QrLE4/TgpkipcLhDI/AAAAAAAAF1g/3VF2msrHVu8/s1600/Alaoui_Guerra_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C_9Io4QrLE4/TgpkipcLhDI/AAAAAAAAF1g/3VF2msrHVu8/s400/Alaoui_Guerra_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623417631127864370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;Los artistas &lt;a href="http://www.onethousandandonedreams.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yasmina Alaoui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; y &lt;a href="http://www.marcoguerrastudio.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Marco Guerra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; consiguen a través de la combinación de sus trabajos, una tentadora reflexión sobre el cuerpo femenino. En sus series fotográficas de tamaño natural, &lt;a href="http://www.onethousandandonedreams.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;one thousand and one dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, los cuerpos escultóricos parecen congelados en el tiempo, meticulosamente cubiertos de patrones árabes de henna. Cada obra comienza con una fotografía realizada por &lt;a href="http://www.marcoguerrastudio.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Guerra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de un desnudo en blanco y negro. Después &lt;a href="http://www.onethousandandonedreams.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Alaoui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; los cubre con diversos mantos de dibujos con tinta, fundiéndose con los retratos. Originarios de Chile y Marruecos, respectivamente, la pareja se inspiraron en la saga de Las Mil y Una Noches y el surrealismo mágico de la literatura sudamericana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f5sJXNTMDGg/TgpaaaT4mUI/AAAAAAAAF0w/DFguGuJ6pks/s1600/guerra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f5sJXNTMDGg/TgpaaaT4mUI/AAAAAAAAF0w/DFguGuJ6pks/s400/guerra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623406494511307074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2ZBZjiDDrk/TgpalONWjoI/AAAAAAAAF04/v0ibhZI1frg/s1600/guerra2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2ZBZjiDDrk/TgpalONWjoI/AAAAAAAAF04/v0ibhZI1frg/s400/guerra2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623406680241245826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r2xchfgJVWQ/Tgpbhms3rGI/AAAAAAAAF1A/lH2mGP5Drig/s1600/Alaoui_Guerra_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r2xchfgJVWQ/Tgpbhms3rGI/AAAAAAAAF1A/lH2mGP5Drig/s400/Alaoui_Guerra_9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623407717608041570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bULKeZUUuIs/Tgpb3lVIkqI/AAAAAAAAF1I/6z4mEV1rlKY/s1600/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bULKeZUUuIs/Tgpb3lVIkqI/AAAAAAAAF1I/6z4mEV1rlKY/s400/27.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623408095197172386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wHW44I_czgw/TgpcMkUonrI/AAAAAAAAF1Q/FUobNZn2HqA/s1600/Alaoui_Guerra_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wHW44I_czgw/TgpcMkUonrI/AAAAAAAAF1Q/FUobNZn2HqA/s400/Alaoui_Guerra_11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623408455703895730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_05qXIja1U4/TgpcXREOcFI/AAAAAAAAF1Y/VKhraJubdvk/s1600/Alaoui_Guerra_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_05qXIja1U4/TgpcXREOcFI/AAAAAAAAF1Y/VKhraJubdvk/s400/Alaoui_Guerra_8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623408639513358418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Muse - Unintended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/12/8/1632830/dewplayer-multi.swf?mp3=http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/12/8/1632830/Muse%20-%20Unintended.mp3" width="200" height="20"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/12/8/1632830/dewplayer-multi.swf?mp3=http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/12/8/1632830/Muse%20-%20Unintended.mp3"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-1318748633782023129?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/qLGnjPujvK8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-29T01:34:35.650+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YFnN4atqSag/TgpXmM1o5MI/AAAAAAAAF0A/z_itNlyAAUw/s72-c/post-image-alaoui-guerra.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/06/one-thousand-and-one-dreams.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Crímenes Ejemplares</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/xZ37gJVzMXc/crimenes-ejemplares.html</link><category>literatura</category><category>link</category><category>musica</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Sat, 18 Jun 2011 15:42:17 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-1429598784046670656</guid><description>&lt;div align=justify&gt;Empezó a darle vuelta al café con leche con la cucharita. El líquido llegaba al borde, llevado por la violenta acción del utensilio de aluminio. (El vaso era ordinario, el lugar barato, la cucharilla usada, pastosa de pasado.) Se oía el ruido del metal contra el vidrio. Ris, ris, ris, ris. Y el café con leche dando vueltas y más vueltas, con un hoyo en su centro. Maelstrom. Yo estaba sentado enfrente. El café estaba lleno. El hombre seguía moviendo y removiendo, inmóvil, sonriente, mirándome. Algo se me levantaba de adentro. Le miré de tal manera que se creyó en la obligación de explicar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—Todavía no se ha deshecho el azúcar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para probármelo dio unos golpecitos en el fondo del vaso. Volvió en seguida con redoblada energía a menear metódicamente el brebaje. Vueltas y más vueltas, sin descanso, y ruido de la cuchara en el borde del cristal. Ras, ras, ras. Seguido, seguido, seguido sin parar, eternamente. Vuelta y vuelta y vuelta y vuelta. Me miraba sonriendo. Entonces saqué la pistola y disparé.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=right&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maxaub.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Max Aub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KXJUN2XX3Q/Tf0kqCS2toI/AAAAAAAAFxg/C3Pnk9MQeGg/s1600/252846_10150221813388601_680133600_7324979_1088242_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KXJUN2XX3Q/Tf0kqCS2toI/AAAAAAAAFxg/C3Pnk9MQeGg/s400/252846_10150221813388601_680133600_7324979_1088242_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619688214617306754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Merv and Merla - The Time Of The Singing Of The Birds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/12/8/1632830/dewplayer-multi.swf?mp3=http://blogfiles.wfmu.org/DP/2003/04/365-Days-Project-04-02-merv-and-merla-the-time-of-the-singing-of-the-birds.mp3" width="200" height="20"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/12/8/1632830/dewplayer-multi.swf?mp3=http://blogfiles.wfmu.org/DP/2003/04/365-Days-Project-04-02-merv-and-merla-the-time-of-the-singing-of-the-birds.mp3"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-1429598784046670656?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/xZ37gJVzMXc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-19T00:42:17.438+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1KXJUN2XX3Q/Tf0kqCS2toI/AAAAAAAAFxg/C3Pnk9MQeGg/s72-c/252846_10150221813388601_680133600_7324979_1088242_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/06/crimenes-ejemplares.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Bittersweet</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/v7-hPErZspY/bittersweet.html</link><category>video</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2011 10:22:04 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-4787541203307785263</guid><description>&lt;div align=center&gt;And from her breast one last taste of life, &lt;br /&gt;before he lays down in his bed of endless light...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/9071022?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="300" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-4787541203307785263?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/v7-hPErZspY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-15T19:22:04.365+02:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/06/bittersweet.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>One Great Wall</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epntesis/~3/L5uBkWPcXGA/one-great-wall.html</link><category>video</category><category>escultura</category><category>fotografia</category><category>web</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kay)</author><pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2011 10:18:22 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7770638624056169295.post-8449751146568820828</guid><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-08GTdX72HpI/TfFODzHifBI/AAAAAAAAFuA/jIGVo4As0iY/s1600/jamiemccartney5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-08GTdX72HpI/TfFODzHifBI/AAAAAAAAFuA/jIGVo4As0iY/s400/jamiemccartney5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616356037476121618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=justify&gt;La obra de &lt;a href="http://www.gwov.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jamie McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gran Muralla de Vagina&lt;/span&gt;, de 400 únicas vaginas ha ganado el Festival Erotic Signature y generado el interés tanto de críticos de arte como de aficionados del erotismo. Esta épica obra vulviforme, que se extiende como una muralla de 9 metros, le tomó al &lt;a href="http://www.hayhillgallery.com/mccartney.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;artista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cinco años para su construcción, basándose en las vaginas de 400 mujeres de 18 a 76 años, incluyendo madres, hijas, gemelas idénticas, hombres y mujeres trasngénero, así como mujeres prenatales, postnatales y que se habían realizado labioplastía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-KaVDQNfmE/TfFPeoUGdnI/AAAAAAAAFuI/41TQUx6HAWk/s1600/vagina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-KaVDQNfmE/TfFPeoUGdnI/AAAAAAAAFuI/41TQUx6HAWk/s400/vagina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616357597944116850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un canto cósmico a la vagina —fuente de vida y seducción— y un canto político a la vagina: liberación femenina, confianza y aceptación de su propio cuerpo (más allá de los paradigmas de la estética mainstream). Como dice la &lt;a href="http://www.hayhillgallery.co /mccartney.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;artista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;no es vulgar, es vulvar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/J_kM_eE34e4?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7770638624056169295-8449751146568820828?l=www.epentesis.net' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epntesis/~4/L5uBkWPcXGA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-15T19:18:22.887+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-08GTdX72HpI/TfFODzHifBI/AAAAAAAAFuA/jIGVo4As0iY/s72-c/jamiemccartney5.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.epentesis.net/2011/06/one-great-wall.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

