· AUTORRETRATOS· · SELFPORTRAITS·El amor es como una vieja foto,Arrugada,Descolorida.Demasiada luz deslava sus relievesComo los vientos la cumbre de los picos,Y demasiada sombra lo marchitaComo flores en la oscuridad.Pero aunque el amor se desvanece,El cariño, el auténtico cariño,Puede durar toda la vida. Fantastic text by PikkabbuLove is like an old pic,Crumpled,Washed-out.Too much light erodes its relievesAs the winds make with the peaks,And too much dark shrivels itAs flowers in the darkness.However, although love vanishes,The affection, the authentic affectionCan last the whole life.FRAGILITY slipped from God's divine hands and he created a woman with no protection for life, no protection for herself, no skin for her soul...Fabulous work of art by Maite Zamora · My first purchase · April 2008 · (photo not taken by me)My particular interpretation of Maite's painting above · click on the image to read comments on flickr · o8 abril o8 Her reaction to my version :"Una piel de porcelana encarcelando un rio de dolor... Me encanta! Belleza, sufrimiento, pureza, asfixia, fragilidad..." · ESCULTORA de IMÃGENES · TRANSFORMISTA del ALMA FILTRO de REALIDADES · MONTAÑA RUSA EMOCIONAL
BUSCADOR de VERSOS , POETA INFINITO FITO MANSILLA y RUBÉN FUENTES , LETRISTAS, MÚSICOS, CANTAUTORES EXCELENTESKISKO LOZANO , fabuloso VOCALISTA de CALAMIDAD GARCÃA Y SEMILLANEGRA"... o extraviarme en tus ojos analgésicos como la marihuana" versos de la poeta Ana Isabel Trigo Cáceres · 2005 © · ANAÃS
If something doesn't exist for other's eyes I make it real with detailed precision. Always the Creator... Sometimes my own Destroyer...
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