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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SmPADOm4M5I/AAAAAAAAAfc/55N-BSYovco/s320/ultimas+pinturas+agosto2007+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4 de Julio 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Viviendo por tu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Si en mis oscuras noches de silencio eterno&lt;br /&gt;estuviesen ausentes tus ternuras,&lt;br /&gt;habrían sido interminable mis tormentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero tú estás allí donde te busco,&lt;br /&gt;con tu amor expresado en tus caricias,&lt;br /&gt;tus palabras que suavizan mis temblores&lt;br /&gt;y tu equilibrio todo, inundando mi alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y así encuentra mi corazón casi ya muerto,&lt;br /&gt;la razón que mueve a su existencia.&lt;br /&gt;Si tu amor no hubiese yo encontrado;&lt;br /&gt;hay de mi, cariño; que sería...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo y te ofrezco de regalo,&lt;br /&gt;lo único seguro que ciertamente esperas:&lt;br /&gt;mi sonrisa, mi alegría toda y mil besos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;por siempre regalados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                          Marta Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-6867605098509175904?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/6867605098509175904/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=6867605098509175904" title="3 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/6867605098509175904?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/6867605098509175904?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/07/viviendo-por-tu-amor.html" title="Viviendo por tu amor" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SmPADOm4M5I/AAAAAAAAAfc/55N-BSYovco/s72-c/ultimas+pinturas+agosto2007+010.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4BQX04fyp7ImA9WxJQEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-5167870060949534388</id><published>2009-05-24T13:29:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:35:50.337-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-24T13:35:50.337-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lagos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="otoño" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="montañas" /><title>DORADO OTOÑO en lagos, montañas de romanticos atardeceres</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/Shl2PEfx0OI/AAAAAAAAAfU/2_AUzeuH-1g/s1600-h/Copia+de+ultimas+pinturas+agosto2007+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339428834501578978" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/Shl1BKYQBdI/AAAAAAAAAfM/gCyYmUrKU4M/s320/ultimas+pinturas+agosto2007+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Marta Bass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-7784596190276882437?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/7784596190276882437/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=7784596190276882437" title="1 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/7784596190276882437?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/7784596190276882437?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/05/pasarela-ii-glamour-desfile-de-modelos.html" title="PASARELA II ( glamour , desfile de modelos)" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/Shl1BKYQBdI/AAAAAAAAAfM/gCyYmUrKU4M/s72-c/ultimas+pinturas+agosto2007+058.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcESX89fSp7ImA9WxJTFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-702562801218432701</id><published>2009-04-25T10:52:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T12:06:48.165-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-25T12:06:48.165-03:00</app:edited><title>Entrevista por Nuria Santos en su Blog: Saber más de ti</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SfMewyIYVAI/AAAAAAAAAe8/z1Lzl-aErlw/s1600-h/aSALUDO+FINAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328636607548904450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SfMewyIYVAI/AAAAAAAAAe8/z1Lzl-aErlw/s320/aSALUDO+FINAL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pintura:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Marta Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENTREVISTA POR: NURIA SANTOS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Publicado por Nuria en: http://sabermasdeti.blogspot.com 2009/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SABER MAS DE TI:&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;MARTA BASS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-ARTISTA ARGENTINA*Nacida en Córdoba, Argentina.*Ha creado más de 130 obras.*Su técnica: al óleo con colores cálidos.¿Se nace artista?¿Cómo saber si el camino elegido es el acertado?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-¿A qué edad se interesó por la pintura y, cuándo coge un pincel por primera vez?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Era muy pequeña cuando tomé un lápiz para dibujar.A penas sabía leer y escribir cuando desde mi colegio primario enviaron una obra mía a la Caja de Ahorro Postal de Argentina -entidad que realizó un concurso a nivel Nacional para incentivar el ahorro- y fui merecedora del Primer Premio.Siempre hay personas que dejan sus huellas, una de ellas fue un profesor de arte Martiniano Sciepaquercia considerado hoy uno de los grandes artistas argentinos.Enseñaba dibujo y pintura en la Escuela Nacional Superior de Magisterio donde cursé mis estudios secundarios.Al ver mis trabajos no perdía oportunidad de decirme “Tu eres colorista, amas los colores, no dejes de pintar.”Muchas veces me llevaba junto a un grupo reducido de alumnos al frente de la Escuela, donde una gran plaza con árboles, esculturas y flores nos recibía con calidez y allí nos expresábamos libremente en el color o el dibujo.Ahora a la distancia y en ese recuerdo, me doy cuenta la importancia de esos momentos, ya que nuestra Directora era muy conservadora y jamás hubiese permitido tal hecho de no haber sido muy beneficioso para sus estudiantes.El estallido que produce en mí expresarme con color surgió de esas primeras experiencias.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-¿Siempre ha pintado en tonos tan amables?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Mi paleta de colores según los críticos es lo que me distingue y marca la diferencia con otros artistas plásticos.Pueden estar plasmados en tonos más atenuados y suaves o más puros y agresivos dependiendo de vivencias o estados anímicos.Pueden estar presentes en formas determinadas, estructuras simples o complejas, pero siempre están respaldados por un intenso trabajo en sus elaboraciones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-¿Por qué pinta? ¿Por alguna razón de fuerza mayor? ¿Necesidad? ¿Por sentirse libre cuando lo hace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Sí, es como una razón de fuerza mayor.Pinto porque me produce placer ver la obra terminada, forjada, tal como la fui sintiendo durante su elaboración.Es la transformación paulatina de una energía interior, que se ha materializado para ser transmitida y compartida generosamente.Es la culminación de un sentimiento que puede proyectarse y percibirse también a partir del dibujo, la escultura u otras técnicas.&lt;br /&gt;En cuanto a la pregunta: ¿Por sentirse libre cuando lo hace? Mi respuesta es rotunda &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; al contrario porque soy y me siento absolutamente libre, es que puedo pintar como lo hago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-¿Qué es para usted el arte? ¿Un hobby? ¿Una necesidad? ¿Algo indispensable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-El arte es para mí una necesidad indispensable a través del cual puedo expresarme, proyectarme, acercarme a personas que tal vez jamás conoceré.Si mi arte puede despertar alguna emoción en ellas es porque he podido plasmar en los lienzos, papeles o cualquier material todos mis sentimientos, mi sensibilidad y mis sentidos que ayudaron en ello.Con estas palabras que siguen quiero expresar porque para mí el arte no es un hobby:Sostengo que si pretendemos que una obra puede ser llamada arte, la creación debe poseer además del talento personal, la convergencia de otros elementos:Primero dedicación cotidiana con muchas horas diarias de trabajo.Segundo conocimientos adquiridos a través de largos años de preparación, continuando con actualizaciones que se refieren al crecimiento técnico, sin descuidar las corrientes filosóficas nuevas.La sensibilidad del artista acompaña y puede incluso anticiparse a acontecimientos que marcarán nuevas formas de expresión.He comprobado que cuando pinto, el consciente puede parecer inactivo. Pero una vez terminada la obra y observándola en un análisis crítico, lo aprendido se traslada sin notarse apareciendo allí en la composición, en los colores trabajados en la paleta, en la sensibilidad de las líneas.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-¿Es la primera artista en la familia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-No conozco antecedentes familiares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-¿Qué quiere hacernos llegar con sus obras?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-En realidad jamás se me ocurriría tener la pretensión de pintar para hacerles llegar algún mensaje o cualquier otro carácter que se pudiese transferir a través de la pintura.Pero si puedo soñar con que mis obras pudiesen ser capaces de despertar en quien las mire: sensibilidades nunca experimentadas, alegría al observarlas, sensaciones que no puedan determinar cuál es el factor que les hace aproximarse a ellas, y preguntarse simplemente porque me gusta.Eso es lo que yo llamo vibrar con mi misma onda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-¿Por qué aparecen mujeres en la mayor parte de su colección?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Nunca me lo pregunté.¿Será porque el hoy está marcado de mucho glamour y las mujeres son las de mayor protagonismo, a pesar de que en los hombres también está presente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-¿Qué cuadro le gustaría protagonizar de los ya realizados?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Soy protagonista de cada uno de ellos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-¿Cómo pinta? ¿En silencio? ¿Acompañada de alguien? ¿Escuchando la radio?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Me encanta pintar en soledad, con la música a veces sacudiendo mis oídos, a veces acariciándolos y muy rara vez pintando en el más absoluto silencio.La música tiene un protagonismo esencial en esos momentos y escucho. Desde hard rock a clásicos, tangos, melódicos, hasta aquellas llamamos de relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-¿Cuál es la superficie en la que le gustaría dejar su huella además del lienzo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Todas, pero principalmente el cristal.Es mi intención retomar escultura en algún momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-¿Ha podido vivir desde un del arte o ha desarrollado otras labores para recibir principio una compensación económica?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-No escuché a mis maestros de arte que me decían “podrás vivir del arte” y lo dejé por un período que lo dediqué a ser comerciante en varios rubros, tiempo para mi desperdiciado del cual me arrepiento&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;-¿Vive actualmente de ello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-Me ayuda a vivir mejor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-El día que deje de pintar...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Supongo que ese día habrán acabado mis días.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-¿Cuál es su filosofía de vida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-La vida merece ser vivida en colores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SfMkEl5n8iI/AAAAAAAAAfE/a6WMgP3eobI/s1600-h/ultimas+pinturas+agosto2007+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328642445421310498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SfMkEl5n8iI/AAAAAAAAAfE/a6WMgP3eobI/s200/ultimas+pinturas+agosto2007+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pintura: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marta Bass&lt;/em&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/5227763623009717166-702562801218432701?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/702562801218432701/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=702562801218432701" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/702562801218432701?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/702562801218432701?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/04/pintura-marta-bass-entrevista-por-nuria.html" title="Entrevista por Nuria Santos en su Blog: Saber más de ti" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SfMewyIYVAI/AAAAAAAAAe8/z1Lzl-aErlw/s72-c/aSALUDO+FINAL.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQCSX85eyp7ImA9WxJTFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-5149674285514783618</id><published>2009-04-22T20:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:52:48.123-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-22T20:52:48.123-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="niño" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personas" /><title>LLEGADA</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/Se-te0JDqcI/AAAAAAAAAe0/f1MwwEV7ofw/s1600-h/MARCHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327667629106899394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/Se-te0JDqcI/AAAAAAAAAe0/f1MwwEV7ofw/s320/MARCHA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-5149674285514783618?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/5149674285514783618/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=5149674285514783618" title="1 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/5149674285514783618?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/5149674285514783618?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/04/llegada.html" title="LLEGADA" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/Se-te0JDqcI/AAAAAAAAAe0/f1MwwEV7ofw/s72-c/MARCHA.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYHQHk5fCp7ImA9WxJTFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-3001856557341514288</id><published>2009-04-22T20:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:48:51.724-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-22T20:48:51.724-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="familia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="atardecer" /><title>FAMILIA</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/Se-sqdTEgpI/AAAAAAAAAes/izu6veb0Eto/s1600-h/FAMILIA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327666729621684882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/Se-sqdTEgpI/AAAAAAAAAes/izu6veb0Eto/s320/FAMILIA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-3001856557341514288?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/3001856557341514288/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=3001856557341514288" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/3001856557341514288?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/3001856557341514288?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/04/familia.html" title="FAMILIA" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/Se-sqdTEgpI/AAAAAAAAAes/izu6veb0Eto/s72-c/FAMILIA.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IDSXw9cCp7ImA9WxVaFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-7946824166262365842</id><published>2009-04-11T17:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T17:26:18.268-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-11T17:26:18.268-03:00</app:edited><title>Pregunta sobre escultura en vidrio</title><content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atención a quienes ingresan en mi página!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;Necesito saber donde puedo tomar un curso para aprender a realizar esculturas en vidrio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;Mil gracias, Un abrazo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;Marta Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-7946824166262365842?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/7946824166262365842/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=7946824166262365842" title="3 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/7946824166262365842?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/7946824166262365842?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/04/pregunta-sobre-escultura-en-vidrio.html" title="Pregunta sobre escultura en vidrio" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EGQXc_eSp7ImA9WxVVE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-8534329376742830776</id><published>2009-03-06T15:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:13:40.941-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-06T15:13:40.941-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cantantes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pop" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musica" /><title>POP MUSIC</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SbFZeAGZVQI/AAAAAAAAAek/PE8efp9HWRU/s1600-h/11+POP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310123807604299010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SbFZeAGZVQI/AAAAAAAAAek/PE8efp9HWRU/s320/11+POP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Marta Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-8534329376742830776?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/8534329376742830776/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=8534329376742830776" title="8 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/8534329376742830776?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/8534329376742830776?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/03/pop-music.html" title="POP MUSIC" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SbFZeAGZVQI/AAAAAAAAAek/PE8efp9HWRU/s72-c/11+POP.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QGQHgzeSp7ImA9WxVVE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-4923575610181613853</id><published>2009-03-06T15:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:08:41.681-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-06T15:08:41.681-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="animal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="animales" /><title>CONVIVENCIA II</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SbFYSQ-wuqI/AAAAAAAAAec/Z0lvb78WByo/s1600-h/68+CONVIVENCIA++II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310122506465622690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SbFYSQ-wuqI/AAAAAAAAAec/Z0lvb78WByo/s320/68+CONVIVENCIA++II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Marta Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-4923575610181613853?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/4923575610181613853/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=4923575610181613853" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/4923575610181613853?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/4923575610181613853?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/03/convivencia-ii.html" title="CONVIVENCIA II" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SbFYSQ-wuqI/AAAAAAAAAec/Z0lvb78WByo/s72-c/68+CONVIVENCIA++II.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MEQ3gyeyp7ImA9WxVVE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-2239000210608124138</id><published>2009-03-06T15:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:10:02.693-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-06T15:10:02.693-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="animales" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="animals" /><title>CONVIVENCIA I</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SbFXyvX2bXI/AAAAAAAAAeU/GOGAk5JkOnE/s1600-h/67+CONVIVENCIA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310121964868103538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SbFXyvX2bXI/AAAAAAAAAeU/GOGAk5JkOnE/s320/67+CONVIVENCIA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Marta Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SbFXCE1KYfI/AAAAAAAAAeM/gouFJtpG-rQ/s1600-h/67+CONVIVENCIA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-2239000210608124138?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/2239000210608124138/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=2239000210608124138" title="1 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/2239000210608124138?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/2239000210608124138?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/03/convivencia-i.html" title="CONVIVENCIA I" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SbFXyvX2bXI/AAAAAAAAAeU/GOGAk5JkOnE/s72-c/67+CONVIVENCIA.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcFQnk9fip7ImA9WxVWF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-7558701627304626134</id><published>2009-02-27T23:25:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:53:33.766-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-27T23:53:33.766-02:00</app:edited><title>Descubriendo a Mi amiga Zazá Lee</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SaiZC48OpQI/AAAAAAAAAeE/8IiaZmuOcyM/s1600-h/ZAZA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307660435779921154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SaiZC48OpQI/AAAAAAAAAeE/8IiaZmuOcyM/s400/ZAZA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para ver el video y conocer a mi amiga de Internet que yo tanto quiero hacer clic en este enlace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CcKlJGc7c0E"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CcKlJGc7c0E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video de Zazá Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Aprender a ser tu amiga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Escrito por: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marta Bass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuando aprehenda a&lt;br /&gt;robarte una sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;y a llenar tu vida de colores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando aprehenda a transitar&lt;br /&gt;tu tiempo y perciba&lt;br /&gt;la magia de tus sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando aprehenda el instante&lt;br /&gt;del silencio y a envolver con&lt;br /&gt;tu voz mi pensamiento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando aprehenda a recorrer&lt;br /&gt;contigo por etéreos senderos&lt;br /&gt;que has construido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando aprehenda tan solo&lt;br /&gt;a quererte... Habré aprendido&lt;br /&gt;a ser tu amiga.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/5227763623009717166-7558701627304626134?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/7558701627304626134/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=7558701627304626134" title="4 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/7558701627304626134?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/7558701627304626134?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/02/descubriendo-mi-amiga-zaza-lee.html" title="Descubriendo a Mi amiga Zazá Lee" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SaiZC48OpQI/AAAAAAAAAeE/8IiaZmuOcyM/s72-c/ZAZA.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4ASH04fip7ImA9WxVWE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-9021350308318293091</id><published>2009-02-22T13:15:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T13:35:49.336-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-22T13:35:49.336-02:00</app:edited><title>Entrevista por Nuria a Marta Bass</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Entrevista por Nuria a Marta Bass en su Blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Saber más de ti"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Para visualizarla hacer clik en este&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt; sitio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sabermasdeti.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://sabermasdeti.blogspot.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&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/5227763623009717166-9021350308318293091?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/9021350308318293091/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=9021350308318293091" title="4 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/9021350308318293091?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/9021350308318293091?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/02/entrevista-marta-bass-por-nuria-sanchez.html" title="Entrevista por Nuria a Marta Bass" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEENRXw_eyp7ImA9WxVWEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-70687719420533973</id><published>2009-02-19T23:04:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:51:34.243-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-20T19:51:34.243-02:00</app:edited><title>Meditación (artwork in oil) Si me duele el alma...</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SZ8kISmK6TI/AAAAAAAAAdk/UcSSFqIMBmE/s1600-h/ultimas+pinturas+octubre+2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304998610915223858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SZ8kISmK6TI/AAAAAAAAAdk/UcSSFqIMBmE/s320/ultimas+pinturas+octubre+2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pintura:&lt;em&gt; Marta Bass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si me duele el alma...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me miro al espejo&lt;br /&gt;y me veo cambiar,&lt;br /&gt;y me duele el cambio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque...&lt;br /&gt;nunca antes viví&lt;br /&gt;lo que vivo ahora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque...&lt;br /&gt;nunca antes sentí&lt;br /&gt;lo que siento ahora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento como pesan&lt;br /&gt;mis nuevas arrugas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento como pierdo,&lt;br /&gt;cuando antes ganaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento que los sueños,&lt;br /&gt;son tan solo sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que hay realidades&lt;br /&gt;que son irrevocables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento que luchar,&lt;br /&gt;cuesta cada día más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento que ya no hay más risas,&lt;br /&gt;como antes reí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Vida!!!&lt;br /&gt;Que puedo hacer,&lt;br /&gt;si me duele el alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marta Bass Febrero 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-70687719420533973?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/70687719420533973/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=70687719420533973" title="6 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/70687719420533973?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/70687719420533973?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/02/meditacion-artwork-in-oil-si-me-duele.html" title="Meditación (artwork in oil) Si me duele el alma..." /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SZ8kISmK6TI/AAAAAAAAAdk/UcSSFqIMBmE/s72-c/ultimas+pinturas+octubre+2008+004.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQMR308eyp7ImA9WxVWEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-2965139719064015529</id><published>2009-02-19T23:04:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:13:06.373-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-19T23:13:06.373-02:00</app:edited><title>Transitando el ayer - Pintura al óleo Mujer II</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SZ4CHvDCpuI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/OV3wDZUf3Y0/s1600-h/MUJER+2008+II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304679743000585954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SZ4CHvDCpuI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/OV3wDZUf3Y0/s320/MUJER+2008+II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pintura &lt;em&gt;Marta Bass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Transitando el ayer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recuerdo mis sueños pasados&lt;br /&gt;y parece ayer el haberlos dejado.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no fue tan ayer,&lt;br /&gt;ni tampoco tan hoy,&lt;br /&gt;que se fueron quedando,&lt;br /&gt;o tal vez... transformando ,&lt;br /&gt;en solo recuerdos, de un ayer pasado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y mi mente compleja&lt;br /&gt;retrocede y avanza,&lt;br /&gt;aprobando y negando,&lt;br /&gt;la tibieza, la fuerza,&lt;br /&gt;las horas felices y las mal gastadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y también comparo,&lt;br /&gt;y sin exenciones,  juzgo&lt;br /&gt;mis aciertos y mis decepciones,&lt;br /&gt;y lo que dejé, lo que nunca fue,&lt;br /&gt;siendo otro camino el que transité.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero así es mi vida,&lt;br /&gt;por la mí elegida.&lt;br /&gt;Injusta y necia sería&lt;br /&gt;el no agradecerme&lt;br /&gt;haberla vivido.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Marta Bass  23/08/87&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-2965139719064015529?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/2965139719064015529/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=2965139719064015529" title="2 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/2965139719064015529?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/2965139719064015529?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/02/transitando-el-ayer-pintura-al-oleo.html" title="Transitando el ayer - Pintura al óleo Mujer II" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SZ4CHvDCpuI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/OV3wDZUf3Y0/s72-c/MUJER+2008+II.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEFRHg4fCp7ImA9WxVXEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-7305366498182863628</id><published>2009-02-09T21:29:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:16:55.634-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-09T23:16:55.634-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mujer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="paisaje" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="montañas" /><title>Presente,Pasado y Futuro</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SZC8-10WS6I/AAAAAAAAAdI/PaYq9H4qTws/s1600-h/ALEJANDRA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300944549199629218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SZC8-10WS6I/AAAAAAAAAdI/PaYq9H4qTws/s320/ALEJANDRA.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pintura Marta Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Texto: atribuido a un Proverbio Japonés&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;Si quieres conocer el pasado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;mira el presente que es su resultado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;Si quieres conocer el futuro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;mira el presente que es su causa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-7305366498182863628?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/7305366498182863628/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=7305366498182863628" title="5 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/7305366498182863628?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/7305366498182863628?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/02/presentepasado-y-futuro.html" title="Presente,Pasado y Futuro" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SZC8-10WS6I/AAAAAAAAAdI/PaYq9H4qTws/s72-c/ALEJANDRA.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEMQHs-cCp7ImA9WxVXEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-7589858726969564298</id><published>2009-02-08T15:54:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:18:01.558-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-09T23:18:01.558-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mujer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="escultura" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="escultura en cemento armado" /><title>PLENITUD ( escultura de mujer )</title><content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¿ Será que soy feliz porque no busco lo que quiero, sino que encuentro lo que tengo? &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Marta Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SY8csdRWjxI/AAAAAAAAAcc/beOITsuUzIE/s1600-h/71+PLENITUD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300486836535594770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SY8csdRWjxI/AAAAAAAAAcc/beOITsuUzIE/s320/71+PLENITUD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Escultura en cemento armado 1.00 alto de:&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Marta Bass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-7589858726969564298?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/7589858726969564298/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=7589858726969564298" title="2 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/7589858726969564298?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/7589858726969564298?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/02/plenitud-escultura-de-mujer.html" title="PLENITUD ( escultura de mujer )" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SY8csdRWjxI/AAAAAAAAAcc/beOITsuUzIE/s72-c/71+PLENITUD.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAHRnk7eyp7ImA9WxVXEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-4400337044861905438</id><published>2009-02-03T18:57:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:18:57.703-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-09T23:18:57.703-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mujer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poema" /><title>Si pudieras...</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SYi2wwuYBrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ZyxnhXptZcc/s1600-h/mujer+triste+sin+terminar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298685910430779058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SYi2wwuYBrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ZyxnhXptZcc/s320/mujer+triste+sin+terminar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Si pudieras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si pudieras elevarte en la alegría&lt;br /&gt;y evitaras aquello que te daña. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si pudieras evadirte del momento&lt;br /&gt;que aprisiona con fuegos tus lamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudieras transformar en delicado aroma&lt;br /&gt;lo que tu llanto derrama en cada hora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudieras estremecer tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;ante el asombro de cada instante nuevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudieras sacudirte las tinieblas&lt;br /&gt;que manejan los hilos de tu mente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudieras encauzar lo diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudieras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez encontrarías esa Paz,&lt;br /&gt;por ti tan anhelada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marta Bass 23/06/82&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298686483385042498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SYi3SHJURkI/AAAAAAAAAbI/xM38cpCQIY8/s320/MUJER+2008-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mujer de Marta Bass 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-4400337044861905438?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/4400337044861905438/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=4400337044861905438" title="7 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/4400337044861905438?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/4400337044861905438?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/02/si-pudieras.html" title="Si pudieras..." /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SYi2wwuYBrI/AAAAAAAAAbA/ZyxnhXptZcc/s72-c/mujer+triste+sin+terminar.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkANRXYyeSp7ImA9WxVXEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-8617838930307066547</id><published>2009-02-02T01:48:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:19:54.891-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-09T23:19:54.891-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adolescente" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tiempo de amar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joven" /><title>Tiempo de amor</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SYZu98HdukI/AAAAAAAAAao/WIOVLyHs9bM/s1600-h/MARTY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298044022036478530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SYZu98HdukI/AAAAAAAAAao/WIOVLyHs9bM/s320/MARTY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Marta Bass 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Tiempo de amor adolescente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(dedicado a mi hijo Sergio 07/07/1982)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiñe al silencio&lt;br /&gt;de fuertes colores&lt;br /&gt;los gritos del alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es que demasiadas&lt;br /&gt;son tus rebeldías,&lt;br /&gt;y hace a tus sentidos&lt;br /&gt;explotar cristales&lt;br /&gt;y unas fuertes ganas&lt;br /&gt;de correr caminos,&lt;br /&gt;demasiado lejos,&lt;br /&gt;demasiado largos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No palpas siquiera&lt;br /&gt;lo que vas dejando;&lt;br /&gt;eso, lo etéreo,&lt;br /&gt;lo llamado: Tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es que sensaciones&lt;br /&gt;de tibiezas nuevas&lt;br /&gt;que estremece al cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;y jamás sentidas,&lt;br /&gt;se abren en capullos&lt;br /&gt;y te invaden todo,&lt;br /&gt;y, en aromas tenues&lt;br /&gt;se dispersa al viento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es tanto tu asombro&lt;br /&gt;por lo descubierto&lt;br /&gt;que aprietas tus puños,&lt;br /&gt;encierras tu mente,&lt;br /&gt;y te entregas solo&lt;br /&gt;a este, tu presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es tanta tu entrega&lt;br /&gt;y es tanta ceguera,&lt;br /&gt;que aunque te lo adviertan&lt;br /&gt;no comprendes niño,&lt;br /&gt;que se pasa el tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero tú no temas,&lt;br /&gt;porque solo aquellos&lt;br /&gt;que lo han vivido,&lt;br /&gt;saben que ese tiempo&lt;br /&gt;es de todos ellos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;El mejor vivido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marta Bass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-8617838930307066547?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/8617838930307066547/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=8617838930307066547" title="1 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/8617838930307066547?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/8617838930307066547?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/02/tiempo-de-amor.html" title="Tiempo de amor" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SYZu98HdukI/AAAAAAAAAao/WIOVLyHs9bM/s72-c/MARTY.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYGQ3g_cSp7ImA9WxVQEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-8021555548220095987</id><published>2009-01-26T23:20:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:35:22.649-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-26T23:35:22.649-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gente" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="multitudes" /><title>MULTITUD (óleo s/ tela) Palabras del la autora luego de visitar la India</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SX5hjmuCeyI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WdsyvZtXk-M/s1600-h/38+MULTITUD+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295777476151245602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SX5hjmuCeyI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WdsyvZtXk-M/s320/38+MULTITUD+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Marta Bass (pintura)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;                                    &lt;strong&gt;Extranjero... No visites la India&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extranjero No visites la India, porque no hallarás nada de lo que en otros sitios te asombraron.&lt;br /&gt;No visites la India, porque solo verás lo que tus ojos miran,Y no podrás ver, con los ojos de la India.&lt;br /&gt;No visites la India con tu talento de viajero, o tu búsqueda de lo exótico,Porque no hallarás el libro de cuentos que buscabas.&lt;br /&gt;No visites la India porque, perturbarás su paz, Y…, ni por un momento, sentirás la tuya.&lt;br /&gt;No la visites, porque ella no merece que la ensucien Tus rápidas palabras de descriptivos adjetivos.&lt;br /&gt;Extranjero... No visites la India ¡Devórala! con tus sentimientos, con tu ternura, sin usar tu razón, usando solo tu corazón, y solo así podrás, Amarla, como la amo yo.&lt;br /&gt;Marta Bass 27/12/1992&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-8021555548220095987?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/8021555548220095987/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=8021555548220095987" title="3 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/8021555548220095987?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/8021555548220095987?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/01/marta-bass-pintura-extranjero.html" title="MULTITUD (óleo s/ tela) Palabras del la autora luego de visitar la India" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SX5hjmuCeyI/AAAAAAAAAaA/WdsyvZtXk-M/s72-c/38+MULTITUD+I.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IHR3o5cSp7ImA9WxVRGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-9150494050630872044</id><published>2009-01-25T14:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:05:36.429-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-25T14:05:36.429-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ciudad" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mujer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="regreso" /><title>Regreso (artwork oil)</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SXyNaVFyU0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/hBXJzl4xuoc/s1600-h/13+Regreso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295262745358390082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SXyNaVFyU0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/hBXJzl4xuoc/s320/13+Regreso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Marta Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-9150494050630872044?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/9150494050630872044/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=9150494050630872044" title="3 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/9150494050630872044?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/9150494050630872044?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/01/regreso-artwork-oil.html" title="Regreso (artwork oil)" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SXyNaVFyU0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/hBXJzl4xuoc/s72-c/13+Regreso.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QCSHw9eCp7ImA9WxVRGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-2397586016080570502</id><published>2009-01-25T13:54:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:02:49.260-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-25T14:02:49.260-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mujer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="amacer" /><title>Amanecer ( artworks oil on canvas )</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SXyLsrerW3I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/VIf7xtkklHA/s1600-h/Comienzo+imprimir.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295260861582760818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SXyLsrerW3I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/VIf7xtkklHA/s320/Comienzo+imprimir.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Marta Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-2397586016080570502?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/2397586016080570502/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=2397586016080570502" title="2 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/2397586016080570502?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/2397586016080570502?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/01/amanecer-artworks-oil-on-canvas.html" title="Amanecer ( artworks oil on canvas )" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SXyLsrerW3I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/VIf7xtkklHA/s72-c/Comienzo+imprimir.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8DRXczfCp7ImA9WxVRGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227763623009717166.post-7347595359786030851</id><published>2009-01-25T13:42:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:54:34.984-02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-25T13:54:34.984-02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="arco  iris" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="colores" /><title>Arco Iris II ( oil on canvas)</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SXyJO9cMpGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/WaQfb6Wfrno/s1600-h/Copia+(2)+de+ultimas+pinturas+agosto2007+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295258151984866402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SXyJO9cMpGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/WaQfb6Wfrno/s320/Copia+(2)+de+ultimas+pinturas+agosto2007+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Marta Bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5227763623009717166-7347595359786030851?l=martabass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/feeds/7347595359786030851/comments/default" title="Enviar comentarios" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5227763623009717166&amp;postID=7347595359786030851" title="0 comentarios" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/7347595359786030851?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5227763623009717166/posts/default/7347595359786030851?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://martabass.blogspot.com/2009/01/arco-iris-ii-oil-on-canvas.html" title="Arco Iris II ( oil on canvas)" /><author><name>Marta Bass</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10653041615042199243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="01953358151853719128" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DDT7QkjLhIM/SXyJO9cMpGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/WaQfb6Wfrno/s72-c/Copia+(2)+de+ultimas+pinturas+agosto2007+022.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry></feed>
