tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13866762407766247022024-03-05T17:22:01.106-03:00Emmanuel Calcagninimanu_calcagnini@hotmail.commanuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-2498462544244406752011-03-27T19:06:00.002-03:002011-03-27T19:20:36.010-03:00"Pasion y deseo"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTz6ktIwMjPGlm3dcWFVoYkOaxSNS9sQ5LzjDNmh6TscVBfhISeaW6HOdPXCQw7mgdJE7OXEtUX2FJ9FmYBi-TF07u5-42k7ZcJIPuZaCbSu-eOzGY77uV9lvenwxilbIYRzCm5dhARwM/s1600/pasion+y+deseo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588888159257630674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTz6ktIwMjPGlm3dcWFVoYkOaxSNS9sQ5LzjDNmh6TscVBfhISeaW6HOdPXCQw7mgdJE7OXEtUX2FJ9FmYBi-TF07u5-42k7ZcJIPuZaCbSu-eOzGY77uV9lvenwxilbIYRzCm5dhARwM/s320/pasion+y+deseo.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHISp6JJe5UZMaGnEgg2Fx82isbX1x-lD4KyRGddm2XEDSO_YsOLKTumHNWHkYt-175Lx2eGTJcl_JN90TFj2BiMMdVTHcXovlaDF72-walsVhvVmrX93naCd44QJO0_GOaflza9XmLug/s1600/pasion+y+deseo.jpg"></a><br /><div></div></div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-35780987023644681862011-03-27T19:05:00.000-03:002011-03-27T19:06:45.575-03:00"palabras rotas"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja-8I9Zsh71jCkMTGlRLswk6Xs7J4mWp0rggtetDFFuSriXuNKpkCdvAlMt4klIQIgzdcqjIujYU8desLVM8ViSnBeXzcEDYoy06xoHf42BZRFKYap_tfgk-cGJZNUZHMYeJfCt3TNN3U/s1600/palabras+rotas.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588884534667005842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja-8I9Zsh71jCkMTGlRLswk6Xs7J4mWp0rggtetDFFuSriXuNKpkCdvAlMt4klIQIgzdcqjIujYU8desLVM8ViSnBeXzcEDYoy06xoHf42BZRFKYap_tfgk-cGJZNUZHMYeJfCt3TNN3U/s320/palabras+rotas.jpg" /></a> <br /><div></div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-33413307760248249302011-03-27T19:04:00.001-03:002011-03-27T19:04:53.828-03:00"autorretrato"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSyixQLNlAy5EzXj5kKELTnB0823fODhaxb5krEp7p6YZ8Mfs77Yhf-FVzoqjQimgwdTu6oDhSJ3Bc3bm8cOXqNqzQYBDeyu6HGqAhmQ2Hkxgw3GiE9rHaSTQ-2Fb6lGWzGfoMF9009SU/s1600/autorretrato+2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588884059961900242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSyixQLNlAy5EzXj5kKELTnB0823fODhaxb5krEp7p6YZ8Mfs77Yhf-FVzoqjQimgwdTu6oDhSJ3Bc3bm8cOXqNqzQYBDeyu6HGqAhmQ2Hkxgw3GiE9rHaSTQ-2Fb6lGWzGfoMF9009SU/s320/autorretrato+2.jpg" /></a> <br /><div></div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-60000880156012053712011-03-27T18:53:00.001-03:002011-03-27T19:05:51.516-03:00"amor (boceto de la abstraccion)"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz7n2T1PHhOPlOIFRra-5vRThbvYMP6enp6o_HGk1L1EZk6Q2wUD52f-ennPBS44ZNg1GhCVck44NENyswVsC0le2SBUT70sf0Hy9b10Ba5rELF0SVRc3GL3uTlNpSpZE6VPblrX91uLk/s1600/amor+%2528boceto+abtracto%2529.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588883809941397666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz7n2T1PHhOPlOIFRra-5vRThbvYMP6enp6o_HGk1L1EZk6Q2wUD52f-ennPBS44ZNg1GhCVck44NENyswVsC0le2SBUT70sf0Hy9b10Ba5rELF0SVRc3GL3uTlNpSpZE6VPblrX91uLk/s320/amor+%2528boceto+abtracto%2529.jpg" /></a> <br /><div></div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-2381003625225422172011-02-12T18:09:00.000-03:002011-02-12T18:10:28.159-03:00"la liberacion del dolor (fase 5)"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9bCorwjStlOotKFoUKuNjk19WQvpYkDfcnsEnGVBQWVEWG4sNKP8t1CW7V_XaSu5A3yo9rhBWMJ1YwW38Ys0tr6NrZ17XfQ8_dKQRMiI1E3uCSyiotdBf9bs8FjAE6AFgMXJ-FdI21xc/s1600/fase+5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572913228133938258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9bCorwjStlOotKFoUKuNjk19WQvpYkDfcnsEnGVBQWVEWG4sNKP8t1CW7V_XaSu5A3yo9rhBWMJ1YwW38Ys0tr6NrZ17XfQ8_dKQRMiI1E3uCSyiotdBf9bs8FjAE6AFgMXJ-FdI21xc/s320/fase+5.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-69069324269565184152011-02-11T00:53:00.002-03:002011-02-11T00:58:18.864-03:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwI9YyytpMNby72Eh-n6slpYF1I8WoLx88V6ntldhaa5wamelwJ0UhBgPscfw2maHg8lLZbafTdbHP9q2GkkvHzR0T1uEUdZ7t-_eXXhyM7MAVQpsRzlRUR1H6XVZl1vXvg-9tiaJOXIs/s1600/el+exilio.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572275295405781378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwI9YyytpMNby72Eh-n6slpYF1I8WoLx88V6ntldhaa5wamelwJ0UhBgPscfw2maHg8lLZbafTdbHP9q2GkkvHzR0T1uEUdZ7t-_eXXhyM7MAVQpsRzlRUR1H6XVZl1vXvg-9tiaJOXIs/s320/el+exilio.jpg" /></a> Cruzando un río.... solo cruzando un río, uno se aleja de la tormenta mas cruel. Ahi quiero quedarme solo cruzando un río.<br /><div></div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-5976392057458231092010-12-05T15:05:00.004-03:002010-12-05T15:24:39.532-03:00Hasta la ultima carta<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkpmLGFosgV0rMHtcovJQybqV1C4aXTcaLctGAjAJffvKXf2LWCls5H1dx9sXMzMGBPS-6TOVkzi92iUZWOfV2KuElvjdXLrkqsct0WJFHfcuxDhcQ2R_2G60dl0OTtkvifo13Dq1KPM4/s1600/hasta+la+ultima+carta.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547261822156099618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkpmLGFosgV0rMHtcovJQybqV1C4aXTcaLctGAjAJffvKXf2LWCls5H1dx9sXMzMGBPS-6TOVkzi92iUZWOfV2KuElvjdXLrkqsct0WJFHfcuxDhcQ2R_2G60dl0OTtkvifo13Dq1KPM4/s320/hasta+la+ultima+carta.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Esto no es para nadie, sino son ideologias mias. </div><div>Jugarse hasta la ultima carta por lo que uno ama, no es ser un boludo, es tener principios, Raices que penetran cada vez mas en el suelo. En un mundo donde el individualismo se prolonga y se promulga, donde se mata para vivir, donde los carroñeros estan a la asecha de cualquier victima, donde los principios y valores estan mas devaluados que el peso, donde la insertidumbre nos auto-destruye, donde ya no queda mas que dejarse morir, donde el hombre ya no tiene sentimientos sino engranajes. Yo sostendre lo insostenible. El Hogar, La Familia, El Amor. Las cosas Mas pequeñas que nos hacen grandes, eso sostendre. Y me jugare hasta lo ultimo por eso. Tal vez me encuentre muerto ya de viejo y sin gloria. Pero con mi ideologia utopica en mano (y digo utopica no porque no lo crea, sino por lo que el mundo muestra). En algun punto la razon estupida de la gente va a morir, o no. Aunque me quede con la carta mas baja, aunque desangre sin sentido, sostendre en mis manos y morire contento de haberme jugado hasta el fin.</div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-30639010585941988182010-10-01T22:00:00.004-03:002010-10-01T22:10:23.929-03:00mi segunda expo<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA_-FiyTb7ZaL4xZGyiMulu3FeuLFu9TlfanTDRSF2u-pgmGKm0sS5XNrBrb5UpD1r3o5XdCaCreZ6VTYi-ivKSuSB1Y2zvcGctahO3G1SmnBL2i9WSM_27COETxDvtMleYgmtndWcIiE/s1600/SDC11123.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523249279555009234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA_-FiyTb7ZaL4xZGyiMulu3FeuLFu9TlfanTDRSF2u-pgmGKm0sS5XNrBrb5UpD1r3o5XdCaCreZ6VTYi-ivKSuSB1Y2zvcGctahO3G1SmnBL2i9WSM_27COETxDvtMleYgmtndWcIiE/s320/SDC11123.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvi5kEXJZ_G2w3TEEffczisT1LHXLHCmJz-gojGdgvflws4GpOp6TnuJuRlAaNmbTrnFP6wqn6NkrGVRqAgr7NYqsASGAhFDIzFh1pfNMgezqLYFDC2iRgTdfZwSXVYfWtgwB7onGDK14/s1600/SDC11118.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523247592453168098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXCHmpYZpXMEfAThGn-3ziSuIgn5npo4Hd8vMHpwiielpC1eZSPaVwiJqjd5ZjJGlEpy65j2h-3zPy5sQivm8zNye4ZMAQGSHikyRiCNVOabnRIjB9zidTh1jbPZFXZWNi4DDu6Eqp-JI/s320/SDC11127.JPG" /></a><br />Esta fue mi segunda expo, en un evento que se llamo My chance, en un bar de quilmes Organizado por Wanda.<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-9348054725268505732010-10-01T20:48:00.007-03:002011-01-02T14:47:30.633-03:00Escenografia Dia Del Niño<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJfBKXQcNFw-LShYBMDT-smydMBkQfOgiXfBlCRMWIQ7gllCiIr-_Q2eHyq9F_PG4nU5Xn__fToiZC3TEWOg0aaPIyh84YJV665L2fDKfWZWkFcdtwVvjmrpg5eKxqXvbQ0nYf-YUlRDA/s1600/SDC11031.JPG"></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUf8RHRZomfHkO57FUwaZngBkYe3womQxNHMjUQkIaXED7UVUPU2WLkeR__rdwZJs_Kdycp0sH7RAuqqu3_6EQsmakdNlvQuK18_IAexgOeXiF6HjQhRJYbw8m5Gux-ZKTulxXoDy8F50/s1600/SDC11015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523238515829567410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUf8RHRZomfHkO57FUwaZngBkYe3womQxNHMjUQkIaXED7UVUPU2WLkeR__rdwZJs_Kdycp0sH7RAuqqu3_6EQsmakdNlvQuK18_IAexgOeXiF6HjQhRJYbw8m5Gux-ZKTulxXoDy8F50/s320/SDC11015.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYI4BfWRhrOP93n4QOsGHfgUQDt-cnvvL2wArZmkJjwWPO8sje7PAS85pC652xukUGZfdLxOebD3UEPs-6oSv67cYHZAsGIB3eq7iG7_DB-P6KbRSnMeVEow7aMAQUH9hU4CXXLxjhkPk/s1600/SDC11018.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523237508769313970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYI4BfWRhrOP93n4QOsGHfgUQDt-cnvvL2wArZmkJjwWPO8sje7PAS85pC652xukUGZfdLxOebD3UEPs-6oSv67cYHZAsGIB3eq7iG7_DB-P6KbRSnMeVEow7aMAQUH9hU4CXXLxjhkPk/s320/SDC11018.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbOw2CiARiOiKtljRF-q_n77LwvxGxMddzoxzKfj3JMLaeTdnipVb7hgRgLu0MisXNAbZZ5eeLFvwwLLRvAaxlknZ1IDGyubBpnvp8oTME93iAyTmN-vfU9fraelI2jG-X5bb15YwTMG0/s1600/SDC11016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523236773344266162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbOw2CiARiOiKtljRF-q_n77LwvxGxMddzoxzKfj3JMLaeTdnipVb7hgRgLu0MisXNAbZZ5eeLFvwwLLRvAaxlknZ1IDGyubBpnvp8oTME93iAyTmN-vfU9fraelI2jG-X5bb15YwTMG0/s320/SDC11016.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTKXZkZ7jRaaHTq4vyiWKO0ADls7HrJ4YwfoQ4ji66hXr4Z3FLlAOMJaMvQZ_AHkVIohaAcwG99DhrHJodbJB4SR1NY__23zACUObDnFZwaY4wYzAqu_i49jCNXrO5y2KmiqVOyMdpVGQ/s1600/SDC11017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523236449633914962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTKXZkZ7jRaaHTq4vyiWKO0ADls7HrJ4YwfoQ4ji66hXr4Z3FLlAOMJaMvQZ_AHkVIohaAcwG99DhrHJodbJB4SR1NY__23zACUObDnFZwaY4wYzAqu_i49jCNXrO5y2KmiqVOyMdpVGQ/s320/SDC11017.JPG" /></a><br />Esta escenografia la armamos Virginia Perez, para una obra de teatro llamada DIA DEL NIÑO EN PAYASOLANDIA, que dirigio Analia Sosa, para el Jardin 907 de Banfield.<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-81376206535106931432010-06-14T23:24:00.000-03:002010-06-14T23:25:57.374-03:00The Jocker<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6VTFQFuaGNkMF82SZwqxImdBWAKbfRYLKHizYjY9I8VV6t5_c-6lsDiMpj-KYysCzWTAG4BNsafli2usvQLErjJow-5hNEwUOnbyjN6LzN85PpxmCeBZzkAvBuN7xV2p6DPiJgALPxW0/s1600/the+jocker.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482820917176453570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6VTFQFuaGNkMF82SZwqxImdBWAKbfRYLKHizYjY9I8VV6t5_c-6lsDiMpj-KYysCzWTAG4BNsafli2usvQLErjJow-5hNEwUOnbyjN6LzN85PpxmCeBZzkAvBuN7xV2p6DPiJgALPxW0/s320/the+jocker.jpg" /></a> Uno de mis villanos preferidos, un humilde honor.<br /><div></div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-87712480690778253872010-06-14T23:21:00.002-03:002010-06-14T23:24:37.323-03:00Locura<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrqf7_DL2niBLy8RtXr64y9N9s0Zv0yjKNk2VQKIY42AzNBl3bbmXNzm6WnOhJOx0etUFqg5YQUtGCUYxMYZEu1Ogsv9TXcgpjlaC2qOlIaYubHFFJbnuKIHkrhSJbNS6WwvxCpsbLjoQ/s1600/locura.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482820126422303186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrqf7_DL2niBLy8RtXr64y9N9s0Zv0yjKNk2VQKIY42AzNBl3bbmXNzm6WnOhJOx0etUFqg5YQUtGCUYxMYZEu1Ogsv9TXcgpjlaC2qOlIaYubHFFJbnuKIHkrhSJbNS6WwvxCpsbLjoQ/s320/locura.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Solo yo...... solo yo se donde guardo mi propia locura, oculta en el rincon mas intimo, mas profundo, mas absurdo de mi mente.... solo yo... solo yo.... la guardo.</div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-38228071331889658942010-06-14T23:19:00.000-03:002010-06-14T23:21:44.837-03:00Soledad de bañadera<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh96OXLQMuYJ2-JmE-Bz_2kv8OwukXNmIUAPEF7-NzBLIOummwr1CC1IpgmxADhjpLGx1Do6tNJArJ-5irXoLo3FAhF7xho-hbaJavb9H0C3pzRTDCZ-1jyslzu3FhXt-QJGWuA2tbhOTw/s1600/soledad+de+ba%C3%B1adera.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482819636100455378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh96OXLQMuYJ2-JmE-Bz_2kv8OwukXNmIUAPEF7-NzBLIOummwr1CC1IpgmxADhjpLGx1Do6tNJArJ-5irXoLo3FAhF7xho-hbaJavb9H0C3pzRTDCZ-1jyslzu3FhXt-QJGWuA2tbhOTw/s320/soledad+de+ba%C3%B1adera.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Con un baño, la trizteza calma.</div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-72735063747666617722010-06-14T23:16:00.002-03:002010-06-14T23:19:32.863-03:00Infancia<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJLC0aQwI8OkkIlAiXaqwpk5_8kq5Ic7pJwDWnAyF80yeodjpTJtu4FZA1B8lk-MCpDVoLG5pHJ214O3-k_jKyCntLWeDvA4rFsscI3p1IBJ1-JQzm2S_r3Rnsc6QY94lmNvtvdGgNJNM/s1600/infancia+copia.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482818897733839810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJLC0aQwI8OkkIlAiXaqwpk5_8kq5Ic7pJwDWnAyF80yeodjpTJtu4FZA1B8lk-MCpDVoLG5pHJ214O3-k_jKyCntLWeDvA4rFsscI3p1IBJ1-JQzm2S_r3Rnsc6QY94lmNvtvdGgNJNM/s320/infancia+copia.jpg" /></a><br /><div>... no olvidemos la infancia, que sea nuestro tesoro mas preciado, mas que cualquier mierda de dinero.</div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-23608698718349355212010-06-14T23:12:00.001-03:002010-06-14T23:15:59.052-03:00Vejez<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7WmEzuU0XM-tQIiDKXXAKUUq6QMd9B9kYqZ1-Z7EInr7lG-XjgzJtFnxKSYD5F1GkA5vzMXW8k9zMKgrWkFL7OkBiI6fVUDbevF903NWxv2k7RyJFdXcjimS2zDPT1qmbwgbguflMHwc/s1600/vejez.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482818067051147218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7WmEzuU0XM-tQIiDKXXAKUUq6QMd9B9kYqZ1-Z7EInr7lG-XjgzJtFnxKSYD5F1GkA5vzMXW8k9zMKgrWkFL7OkBiI6fVUDbevF903NWxv2k7RyJFdXcjimS2zDPT1qmbwgbguflMHwc/s320/vejez.jpg" /></a><br /><div>uno piensa en llegar a viejo, y la plaza es uno de mis lugares favoritos.</div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-72758475582547330612010-06-14T23:06:00.002-03:002010-06-14T23:11:21.166-03:00musica y pintura en vivo<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYx8eRHUDLETXK2ytX3YAvbq2_cwFEIyTrad7x09-Lq677vnI9Ym505PXX9B09lLAToBa0GkEuI2yDv6n991sm3_bwmHqNWEojwdTwYFqMEayAz6SwssZCXMC23hUyzOM-m7CjODHowKs/s1600/en+vivo+copia.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482816504173793186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYx8eRHUDLETXK2ytX3YAvbq2_cwFEIyTrad7x09-Lq677vnI9Ym505PXX9B09lLAToBa0GkEuI2yDv6n991sm3_bwmHqNWEojwdTwYFqMEayAz6SwssZCXMC23hUyzOM-m7CjODHowKs/s320/en+vivo+copia.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Esta fue la ultima vez que pinte en vivo Junto a Neumaticos Rock (teloneros de Boff), Octubre del año pasado en el motoencuentro de Longchamp, en la granja de Don Vitale.</div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-74332398769063452762009-10-16T22:41:00.002-03:002009-10-16T22:45:00.716-03:00FELICIDAD<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0rzDVdvAC7L0YPSjqavj_oixNGT0dtbbOiakOHFyjymTSkdBaAcjOvg59EgP63Tf_osyBahze1YqPVvKFxeoHhmqEIyuJqN-0_0gyyO3835gTAkf6VEsiaPBNLLbUyK1eyHtL4K94bFQ/s1600-h/FELICIDAD.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393378290848944258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0rzDVdvAC7L0YPSjqavj_oixNGT0dtbbOiakOHFyjymTSkdBaAcjOvg59EgP63Tf_osyBahze1YqPVvKFxeoHhmqEIyuJqN-0_0gyyO3835gTAkf6VEsiaPBNLLbUyK1eyHtL4K94bFQ/s320/FELICIDAD.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Siempre me preguntare si realmente existe la felicidad. Por eso cuando no la vemos, la inventamos en una hoja en blanco. en un sueño, en el dia, en la noche, en la reconstruccion del corazon, en el beso mas tierno.</div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-59002488394888114662009-07-27T21:47:00.001-03:002009-07-27T21:49:01.233-03:00Futuro Incierto<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3PLPmD-vdt_fSyD5a7SKX0FlCASnt82Hg7kXYRieeGSrotGpsZSr5nz_kxkk3AU3oMBKNmIPBQe6L2LFcr5uHzFSFweMM7cDbEFWhcHLFSgZxwh-MadTwHunwd_r_1oiuVcnt17WfrwI/s1600-h/futuro+incierto.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363306417262716722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3PLPmD-vdt_fSyD5a7SKX0FlCASnt82Hg7kXYRieeGSrotGpsZSr5nz_kxkk3AU3oMBKNmIPBQe6L2LFcr5uHzFSFweMM7cDbEFWhcHLFSgZxwh-MadTwHunwd_r_1oiuVcnt17WfrwI/s320/futuro+incierto.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>El Futuro, en este mundo, es incierto. mas cuando no llega lo que anelamos.</div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-7857518375622070182009-07-27T21:44:00.002-03:002009-07-27T21:47:35.950-03:00El Capitan<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR1c_o_wD8ZGvL_eDfIviSVb9P3SRbkON6slsX3YtGTKU8XkwaeGzXY51RsuvnWSm3u2ju9xN7vEioaU3m0YgQgYBJhoTJPuExkttQJvZ73mtl5vKI2k-ySUNftlivziTjIyE9w6Wai90/s1600-h/el+capitan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363305770238857618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR1c_o_wD8ZGvL_eDfIviSVb9P3SRbkON6slsX3YtGTKU8XkwaeGzXY51RsuvnWSm3u2ju9xN7vEioaU3m0YgQgYBJhoTJPuExkttQJvZ73mtl5vKI2k-ySUNftlivziTjIyE9w6Wai90/s320/el+capitan.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Un gran guitarrista, El Capitan. el toco un jueves en el Bar de Diego Adrogue. Subio, sarpo, y la rompio.</div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-45662701183284066202009-07-27T21:42:00.001-03:002009-07-27T21:44:14.441-03:00crecer<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrh7YB7HNkPpfZxAULfNAByxe4BexBpZDV9Yqx2G06GYyaZ7UT1KTyNE5vN7ojNFH2e-vqgqs-zcPRLXKxjtAvhInULsONbfHiUMuimiW1cLQzv7MxwevCLICyGdP_5y6C3bfs4FZOq2I/s1600-h/crecer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363305055764479058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrh7YB7HNkPpfZxAULfNAByxe4BexBpZDV9Yqx2G06GYyaZ7UT1KTyNE5vN7ojNFH2e-vqgqs-zcPRLXKxjtAvhInULsONbfHiUMuimiW1cLQzv7MxwevCLICyGdP_5y6C3bfs4FZOq2I/s320/crecer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Para vos dulce Daniela.</div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-14913318571878565972009-07-27T21:40:00.001-03:002009-07-27T21:41:57.248-03:00Volar<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJv23RzVWtWta0hbXduQ2NFttrbGK8Ak4mXqS7rejtZ38s1iRhkG6X_IuhoYDQGCD72sg0x82YiDoMA1zvjzAOu58aDL5_AxELUNmQB2V8ifbstPw1Rq4Ud7lhTKhBxjd-87SYqs7glbY/s1600-h/volar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363304563284609938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJv23RzVWtWta0hbXduQ2NFttrbGK8Ak4mXqS7rejtZ38s1iRhkG6X_IuhoYDQGCD72sg0x82YiDoMA1zvjzAOu58aDL5_AxELUNmQB2V8ifbstPw1Rq4Ud7lhTKhBxjd-87SYqs7glbY/s320/volar.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Escaparce, crecer, no pensar. cuando la ciudad se destruye, yo volar.</div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-41027099450764338582009-07-27T21:39:00.000-03:002009-07-27T21:40:28.405-03:00Nocturna Bs. As.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu0kPlRZ1E4_xlLany49knSAzw6TPaAJRDJ5Qc7WzhmIzkV-RKkkRzVOuWK4kz8m7sDHOH3NXFmYZDN7GiesxhGHZ1oUWLbT6tQx76p9Fa4ri2M_CT5ry29kXuwH-HZikIlIyb2lthjHA/s1600-h/nocturna+bs+as.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363304307252238274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu0kPlRZ1E4_xlLany49knSAzw6TPaAJRDJ5Qc7WzhmIzkV-RKkkRzVOuWK4kz8m7sDHOH3NXFmYZDN7GiesxhGHZ1oUWLbT6tQx76p9Fa4ri2M_CT5ry29kXuwH-HZikIlIyb2lthjHA/s320/nocturna+bs+as.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-79392038356734981302009-07-27T21:37:00.001-03:002009-07-27T21:39:23.168-03:00Prueba de pastel al oleo sobre papel<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA0ZJ8v-4aU9DN1LXVAUxyPstmIvXu-hotW6Ofcln2kJ3VPOdH5-gJbt5jm5FvgPIUxHV38LczlRHBBBMoRhEkIT60SkccczgvIv3Q64ezu5xrWkiVc13FYL0xJDOR0TkfqVuUA4m0eX8/s1600-h/prueba+de+pasteles+al+oleo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363303936795037474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA0ZJ8v-4aU9DN1LXVAUxyPstmIvXu-hotW6Ofcln2kJ3VPOdH5-gJbt5jm5FvgPIUxHV38LczlRHBBBMoRhEkIT60SkccczgvIv3Q64ezu5xrWkiVc13FYL0xJDOR0TkfqVuUA4m0eX8/s320/prueba+de+pasteles+al+oleo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-50138914026822407842009-03-18T17:30:00.002-03:002009-03-18T17:32:57.899-03:00mi primera exposicion.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnxXYm4eY_hfd_UTJrDFSm5YvKp0wYjmKCw9Yxej5VPGgy-m88ekVRxtWzrt2FW22TQbA2IPNNOyOx0eUFvf-QJ4SK1Q9uNsK7S3aSmDX1vYrdT1HnxfdC4sCCSJZavk_jzqLOO3G_uW4/s1600-h/100_4454.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628421291300978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnxXYm4eY_hfd_UTJrDFSm5YvKp0wYjmKCw9Yxej5VPGgy-m88ekVRxtWzrt2FW22TQbA2IPNNOyOx0eUFvf-QJ4SK1Q9uNsK7S3aSmDX1vYrdT1HnxfdC4sCCSJZavk_jzqLOO3G_uW4/s320/100_4454.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmBSnROIvbp9jGNzERKGCjvRMLLAy7Rg2-dQsh3ZpdHLJYso3zO_SCQTDo61FI4NhzbxNj6O1fEzmMK8gf4cARe6AVQcECrfUJQuub3-Obye1k8xoZ3bFdVbbbBHHrJQbjVCjXpvDMwgk/s1600-h/100_4452.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628413642760418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmBSnROIvbp9jGNzERKGCjvRMLLAy7Rg2-dQsh3ZpdHLJYso3zO_SCQTDo61FI4NhzbxNj6O1fEzmMK8gf4cARe6AVQcECrfUJQuub3-Obye1k8xoZ3bFdVbbbBHHrJQbjVCjXpvDMwgk/s320/100_4452.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnDe2w2zd6FywvAH1S-y9E64wdLwR7r06PGd7SHhMvDM2R6TQ4ZrSlyIRgJNL2PdgSxP-mV815PyxaLlWFZjKviWQd2Agh_Q4F6wF0Nk2MWVm22L1ZwhVPrAXtt-9V6ruhKn2NxenLW4U/s1600-h/100_4441.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628398922964418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnDe2w2zd6FywvAH1S-y9E64wdLwR7r06PGd7SHhMvDM2R6TQ4ZrSlyIRgJNL2PdgSxP-mV815PyxaLlWFZjKviWQd2Agh_Q4F6wF0Nk2MWVm22L1ZwhVPrAXtt-9V6ruhKn2NxenLW4U/s320/100_4441.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Esta fue mi primera expo la cual comparti con otros artistas. de fondo, una banda llamada Tras luz, al mejor estilo del flaco. muy buenooo estubo, gracias fede.... gracias Nauel.</div></div></div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-46324529370104214092009-03-18T17:28:00.001-03:002009-03-18T17:30:16.094-03:00Rock en llamas<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZcQ9WRl0FcZdrhPnvVzjWje3q0qneIxj6I_b-iDAve7bmQro4T5HJVuuwf79HnBd9-JUVpdqAa_-agdx9C-QySgB4e_KgpLCUdLL8Bf-0FUl2ZvaPin3d37VPalOVCQpsPpZWh1jLVQU/s1600-h/rock-en-llamas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314627487593667570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZcQ9WRl0FcZdrhPnvVzjWje3q0qneIxj6I_b-iDAve7bmQro4T5HJVuuwf79HnBd9-JUVpdqAa_-agdx9C-QySgB4e_KgpLCUdLL8Bf-0FUl2ZvaPin3d37VPalOVCQpsPpZWh1jLVQU/s320/rock-en-llamas.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>este es un boceto, de un de un cuadro, que hice en vivo, en el recital de Neumaticos rock (la banda que integra mi hermano pelon).</div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1386676240776624702.post-59636563400916977382009-03-18T17:27:00.002-03:002009-03-18T17:28:02.665-03:00dolores<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0RyUqaV5YlumrGhvndRldt-YWHHUDPh0Aor5tpdR5tp8XKf_jYAiNQ6tIeKbnuritAUT60cMXKRWuGpTG7WBBFVSoHEC7SBAlfyRmP0-q1277GTs2owfCKjQvPirDVxrPBwbnHBd47zU/s1600-h/dolores.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314627178258567442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0RyUqaV5YlumrGhvndRldt-YWHHUDPh0Aor5tpdR5tp8XKf_jYAiNQ6tIeKbnuritAUT60cMXKRWuGpTG7WBBFVSoHEC7SBAlfyRmP0-q1277GTs2owfCKjQvPirDVxrPBwbnHBd47zU/s320/dolores.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>ilustracion, de la creadora de los dolores propios.</div>manuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04788762726068331072noreply@blogger.com0