These dolls with folkloric clothes, party clothes from my city actually, are for ornamentation. I’d love they could be articulated… Perhaps I could buy a Japanese doll and dress it with the clothes of these little dancers… My child instinct yells for dolls free to play outside xD
See, a little shinning sun singing songs to his beloved black beauty in an unforgettable afternoon.
I fell in love with the musical combination of Yokko Kanno and the Russian singer Origa. Compositions thrilling me. But we all die, or just leave, and we never know if when we say good bye it’s going to be said for the last time; if we’re never going to see again to the ones we love in the vigil; to end building with them a blissful pantheon in the world of our memories and the infinite universes inside our dreams. It would have been marvelous to hear to Origa, at least once; to close the eyes and unite with her in that unidimensional reality that is music. Only remains a moorland of things that neither were nor will be.
We have to accept death as a necessary part of life, that makes it brighter and special. What I regret instead is the feeling like a broken thread, a tie, with the past, with you. Suddenly everything seems so far, remote.
A farewell, forever, eternal.
(She sings, in this old video, here )
una mancha blanca (a white spot)
After thousands of photographs I came to the conclusion that black and white photography is an art I like to see but not one I can do. I noticed that almost completely the images I processed were just for curiosity and not because a pre-visualization. So I guess this is my last long post dedicated to black and white pictures. I’ll publish more in the future but just one photograph.
Do kittens dream of electric sheep?
another wold below
sol negro (black sun)
empty bottles in a silent night
drops of rain
And well, that’s all. Those photographs were made thanks to the Fujifilm X-E1 and the Fujinon lens 35mm F1.4. I noticed that that combo gave me great files, better than my current Sony R1; so in part as I haven’t them with me I can’t feel the desire to convert files to black and white. Another reason is that in Peru the color in advertisement and traditional clothes is quite elaborated, so it would be a pity to hide so much work negating the colors.
That doesn’t mean that I’m going never to make again another black and white pic. I modified a selfie I took some days ago with the tablet and I think it ended ok. But I don’t see myself doing a lot of them in the near future. But well, never say never ;-)
I was a kid in 80’s but there was no much opportunity to hear music (yep, tough years) And mostly I hear music from past decade or 90’s. But I was thinking in the songs I like from 80’s. It’s personal, I guess some names could be added. Several of them I heard in 90’s or even barely this year so hearing a great part of them doesn’t transport me to that age. They aren’t ordered by preference, except perhaps the first song composed by Vangelis that I always like to hear and I’m not including songs in Spanish language because that list would be quite long.
And the winners are ta-da-da-dam: