tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59887887591277797152024-03-19T03:37:51.579-07:00Canto a la imagenPaisajes de la lente y los sentidos
Excursiones con mi pequeña cámara y mis dibujosMiguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comBlogger68125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-24501477353270613112010-05-04T15:26:00.000-07:002010-05-04T15:33:42.020-07:00Cruces de MayoPequeñas cruces caseras, en ventanas o puertas, desparramadas por cada barrio...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtg9SIPaH5J6VYW0yPqRs8Lt4Fw9e0081KQv84TLv1KEL6nH82fYiJbNphyRG45JJPHmwVHaULIZnGObOLGKqsoUdBzoHkeLarjMCAa4yzflqiSle4-f-zf32cIX3q-saFH9GnWZE-3T4/s1600/Cruz1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtg9SIPaH5J6VYW0yPqRs8Lt4Fw9e0081KQv84TLv1KEL6nH82fYiJbNphyRG45JJPHmwVHaULIZnGObOLGKqsoUdBzoHkeLarjMCAa4yzflqiSle4-f-zf32cIX3q-saFH9GnWZE-3T4/s400/Cruz1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467545947072846722" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSD3Hqfb9PtxtcbP4R75d_36Foiec975Trlr1u6mIF54jVFYug3qPfPNegynkgBtqHWTVyCOottCu4yMpi-IzoMC9rMRFKVZEqZEO70cHdX1JU9YWXQfzgeN-MxRl22AYwTyUAeBpUruU/s1600/Cruz2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSD3Hqfb9PtxtcbP4R75d_36Foiec975Trlr1u6mIF54jVFYug3qPfPNegynkgBtqHWTVyCOottCu4yMpi-IzoMC9rMRFKVZEqZEO70cHdX1JU9YWXQfzgeN-MxRl22AYwTyUAeBpUruU/s400/Cruz2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467545848202265442" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKjrWePNGLvYrr6SjVKuyDV7pOiRCJAC9qNUpLwLwVGJfL58DT9SAnp6aYEE7k61XFgPdZllPCAGc30KGnoUvvH_DohrmSstgZHGTL3R2iZH-1v6GrnN2cShR0M1HLHb59n4Gu_dJKo_U/s1600/cruz3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKjrWePNGLvYrr6SjVKuyDV7pOiRCJAC9qNUpLwLwVGJfL58DT9SAnp6aYEE7k61XFgPdZllPCAGc30KGnoUvvH_DohrmSstgZHGTL3R2iZH-1v6GrnN2cShR0M1HLHb59n4Gu_dJKo_U/s400/cruz3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467545737281448466" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCOV9b7Jq9n0YduDyAO2noEM4u_fPCvnzWnnvZln3aKmswqJyGGFVqtOSj6cayzh0gHIacYVRkI5Ge4oHVG3DqJv_yKXXEoOoIL_jQvdwi70NiiDVK3AWwHTmVrQJl-16MYRHW7UDwRGM/s1600/cruz4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCOV9b7Jq9n0YduDyAO2noEM4u_fPCvnzWnnvZln3aKmswqJyGGFVqtOSj6cayzh0gHIacYVRkI5Ge4oHVG3DqJv_yKXXEoOoIL_jQvdwi70NiiDVK3AWwHTmVrQJl-16MYRHW7UDwRGM/s400/cruz4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467545467471491570" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCnrTgtSgiJDzYBpc49oX1fLQarmabpS9boTMliBRGE_ZsJ-Y1rN5bRf19R7E-eAkj9v53gFaFMefrDc00hFr7bSCadYa3drS1jznXhQ6Aczx2i0ap25KerkZNG2MvVmBcUF_BQBL8OP8/s1600/cruz5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCnrTgtSgiJDzYBpc49oX1fLQarmabpS9boTMliBRGE_ZsJ-Y1rN5bRf19R7E-eAkj9v53gFaFMefrDc00hFr7bSCadYa3drS1jznXhQ6Aczx2i0ap25KerkZNG2MvVmBcUF_BQBL8OP8/s400/cruz5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467545288635692642" /></a><br /><br />Pintadas de noche con pirotecnia multicolor durante cuatro horas sin tregua. Cielo de colores en una noche-madrugada de mayo.Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-29891778684814115032010-04-21T13:51:00.000-07:002010-04-21T13:55:58.883-07:00Vuelo rasante<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaHaCW29mlIWePUk-_XarZLN2Nj9l2p-QHsWTSZnCgWOU3iTKiMq2k16pnz1ROSfGhETuSLRQYDNzwCd_uGh0AtEW5AMwQ5xcRRs06yogPIK1eR_arFQjpVIwQd-swvcWJPXdha4cB0aQ/s1600/golondrinas+Miguel+Schweiz.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 169px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaHaCW29mlIWePUk-_XarZLN2Nj9l2p-QHsWTSZnCgWOU3iTKiMq2k16pnz1ROSfGhETuSLRQYDNzwCd_uGh0AtEW5AMwQ5xcRRs06yogPIK1eR_arFQjpVIwQd-swvcWJPXdha4cB0aQ/s400/golondrinas+Miguel+Schweiz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462696775322506194" /></a><br /><center>Junto a una antigua mariposa de seda y madera...</center><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5LAznCHR6Anq1IrI-dHhVGkitWfMlCvcnqitEd31I_vW_yZ8xHa4e9Qv1KhPy_hPsrGFApJLnwcQK5wlkAJTxJDDH6zP4zm4SGwcQXn7JtoVF3ZPaL8xKjXL5vwHlBhJcfj78S5HjHDg/s1600/Mariposa+21.4.2010Miguel+Schweiz.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5LAznCHR6Anq1IrI-dHhVGkitWfMlCvcnqitEd31I_vW_yZ8xHa4e9Qv1KhPy_hPsrGFApJLnwcQK5wlkAJTxJDDH6zP4zm4SGwcQXn7JtoVF3ZPaL8xKjXL5vwHlBhJcfj78S5HjHDg/s400/Mariposa+21.4.2010Miguel+Schweiz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462696651417904690" /></a>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-30796613859616810002009-09-12T14:20:00.000-07:002009-09-12T15:00:40.831-07:00Crear un cuadro con piedras<center>Primero que nada hay que buscar y elegir las piedras acorde a lo que la imaginación ha ido forjando.<br /><br />Luego crear el espacio idóneo y reunir los elementos necesarios.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj5kD4YklK0CB2GnYhh7k6Yqly2JNUzz-GtoEizXK8APuFaFn4MrYUp46cITaV4C_hlN3-iEszVXt96ypUfqYSYNQEfLqXaEQBFN4NVdqwCC7yPUyUvaMfYfjhuQtRMTiucMphrq3pm6E/s1600-h/Piedras1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj5kD4YklK0CB2GnYhh7k6Yqly2JNUzz-GtoEizXK8APuFaFn4MrYUp46cITaV4C_hlN3-iEszVXt96ypUfqYSYNQEfLqXaEQBFN4NVdqwCC7yPUyUvaMfYfjhuQtRMTiucMphrq3pm6E/s400/Piedras1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380701223887743058" /></a><br />Es ir dándole forma al cuadro tal como si fuera un lienzo.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim2dWdpwj3N9Mq2SZ0loOLmSLLx1tPwU29wY15RlA27PrvT56i1hu02pPdz40OXAG8TbCXqTxmPnaqZFao3u-iJAyFvMV-Li-1rKXqtu7bm_ir8kUT-YhpaOPtqFEvJynP5XGtUib00AI/s1600-h/Piedras2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim2dWdpwj3N9Mq2SZ0loOLmSLLx1tPwU29wY15RlA27PrvT56i1hu02pPdz40OXAG8TbCXqTxmPnaqZFao3u-iJAyFvMV-Li-1rKXqtu7bm_ir8kUT-YhpaOPtqFEvJynP5XGtUib00AI/s400/Piedras2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380701548498950754" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaK7TnndPp0T2eHi3wRL6g71AVSPkw544WEBHF5ymc8lMpfm5krJfBUDDiEbcu6xFGl7bvsAIg3CKRFiFlp-dQoYdy8-cjdu0WpPIyouaaq5K9vbVX0aS3hbriaFxiKOlDky1TSeLhyfQ/s1600-h/Piedras3.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaK7TnndPp0T2eHi3wRL6g71AVSPkw544WEBHF5ymc8lMpfm5krJfBUDDiEbcu6xFGl7bvsAIg3CKRFiFlp-dQoYdy8-cjdu0WpPIyouaaq5K9vbVX0aS3hbriaFxiKOlDky1TSeLhyfQ/s400/Piedras3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380701778874414594" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9jKeJlOhDQlSKu4heAQS6ueQ6YyRz2n2lpb-BPOVycbMrqzsTbQFwGGpQc-5mbsupKYiQBBqblYJjJWrTVOAnMJrcQBBMVeAT9SPU6JoNh0pal97vGY6_GSxFYbUC21u5vJ2FTVSZaPU/s1600-h/Piedras4.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9jKeJlOhDQlSKu4heAQS6ueQ6YyRz2n2lpb-BPOVycbMrqzsTbQFwGGpQc-5mbsupKYiQBBqblYJjJWrTVOAnMJrcQBBMVeAT9SPU6JoNh0pal97vGY6_GSxFYbUC21u5vJ2FTVSZaPU/s400/Piedras4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380701989357994738" /></a><br />Y una vez creada la superficie, es cuando comienza el diálogo con las piedras, la unión entre lo que ellas dicen y representan con lo que encuentras tú en cada una.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKBR-rJ7i0QyXDJZtVpUeAYhyphenhyphenwm94a1jTQzzJNvmG1RZ68qZgda6vemtR4yyvemJzIqnHTAIUKTRohIS98DPwFCVUhzP7C8MlGnw0-D5QhEs1eoLOw0Xy890_1Mk6bJFR8PyKquY4Tdbw/s1600-h/Piedras5.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKBR-rJ7i0QyXDJZtVpUeAYhyphenhyphenwm94a1jTQzzJNvmG1RZ68qZgda6vemtR4yyvemJzIqnHTAIUKTRohIS98DPwFCVUhzP7C8MlGnw0-D5QhEs1eoLOw0Xy890_1Mk6bJFR8PyKquY4Tdbw/s400/Piedras5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380702222116934514" /></a><br />Has llegado a una especie de simbiosis y lo que estaba suelto se ha transformado en una idea nueva. Un conjunto que dentro de lo previsible es hallazgo para ti mismo. Con sus picos, sus prominencias y colores. Relieves.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXehuPcWDgj-afhtomt9iFfY7IlGhWxo9LYftCSXyHo8BvCWa1Yua5_lqZptrofWipiUp6AZAq3zjZNkQJVpi9wSN9lfpaWfTja727x06ArR4F2fvp9JPG8Umn5ZSgssKjnMK2VN0XzBc/s1600-h/Piedras6.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXehuPcWDgj-afhtomt9iFfY7IlGhWxo9LYftCSXyHo8BvCWa1Yua5_lqZptrofWipiUp6AZAq3zjZNkQJVpi9wSN9lfpaWfTja727x06ArR4F2fvp9JPG8Umn5ZSgssKjnMK2VN0XzBc/s400/Piedras6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380702838472531682" /></a><br />Luego, cubres los recovecos vacíos entre unas y otras para que se haga una… <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcnQRM8vvpv_qeu4O9WtynMRNVKiJ7UJTWAUMvcxQ60Bavr9jbnmatpBeEAErwAH32QsvztHWpBuA52OCJnNJMtYbOllaZ7Z7ivwyQJW6Esilxw8TFgjcM6O-fdCmYdVmIuKo2O6hnJQM/s1600-h/Piedras7.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcnQRM8vvpv_qeu4O9WtynMRNVKiJ7UJTWAUMvcxQ60Bavr9jbnmatpBeEAErwAH32QsvztHWpBuA52OCJnNJMtYbOllaZ7Z7ivwyQJW6Esilxw8TFgjcM6O-fdCmYdVmIuKo2O6hnJQM/s400/Piedras7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380703399943915874" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRlDzE9htJ_bPZunKzF8maxGKi1r7IIPrZp7aEeEknm7ly2h5TIaaILZt8Ve2UYwUtS-FYkjIThQ6w8Gr17vQuHFN2NflDD5NQVYGjrCTb5k4r6LHTI1d8y0F7uBR1W6DFPDuz1EFqdEQ/s1600-h/Piedras8.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRlDzE9htJ_bPZunKzF8maxGKi1r7IIPrZp7aEeEknm7ly2h5TIaaILZt8Ve2UYwUtS-FYkjIThQ6w8Gr17vQuHFN2NflDD5NQVYGjrCTb5k4r6LHTI1d8y0F7uBR1W6DFPDuz1EFqdEQ/s400/Piedras8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380703666670081234" /></a><br />Hasta que el fin… lo integras todo en ese lugar en donde lo intuías. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpN8PUWysKsuzHxcisVirwhbApgMr5ELBBjDWyjdyAcAtdUWuNforW6QvYxsXdx-XrgG8m1M7WEIAFv1evMH0EY4Wdv1x7ettyf5W6EfUtA4291i0Ocysv10_-iMrCVLGADGAQfYg2ro0/s1600-h/Piedras9.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpN8PUWysKsuzHxcisVirwhbApgMr5ELBBjDWyjdyAcAtdUWuNforW6QvYxsXdx-XrgG8m1M7WEIAFv1evMH0EY4Wdv1x7ettyf5W6EfUtA4291i0Ocysv10_-iMrCVLGADGAQfYg2ro0/s400/Piedras9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380703981345800882" /></a><br />Y es entonces cuando piensas que la naturaleza se te ha regalado para ser parte de ella y ella de ti.</center>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-87719130297390047902009-08-17T18:29:00.000-07:002009-08-17T18:40:20.541-07:00Mi libreta de campo<center>La que siempre voy llenando<br />la que se acaba y comienza<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHZJ8ndKo3rqBPAEcyoDYet7Inki37P_rfpkjLEiCeZqGVRKerRTi26bMQbCiv39MettnCNlA_DWIxUaA6-kJOVWOnCubARz-uy8Dx7lgQIRuS2oVN68Jc3HWhhlAHbQJk_mrsWxz7nz0/s1600-h/mi+libreta+de+campo1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHZJ8ndKo3rqBPAEcyoDYet7Inki37P_rfpkjLEiCeZqGVRKerRTi26bMQbCiv39MettnCNlA_DWIxUaA6-kJOVWOnCubARz-uy8Dx7lgQIRuS2oVN68Jc3HWhhlAHbQJk_mrsWxz7nz0/s400/mi+libreta+de+campo1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371110754917228114" /></a><br />La que empezó desde pequeño<br />llena de garabatos<br />con esquemas de dibujos<br />escenas al paso<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhktYveVmdT-bdX68jqKqM65JZpBikjYPRFmq7b2_hfEDnSHKPgukepFDOVEf55GXCC5e9_8R37E7kZ3T05xaNXr0jJ8WmcTuZHoocrqt7gKdvXl6Kz-I3n8pbW8GUlizJOzVkwyxrODMg/s1600-h/mi+libreta+de+campo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhktYveVmdT-bdX68jqKqM65JZpBikjYPRFmq7b2_hfEDnSHKPgukepFDOVEf55GXCC5e9_8R37E7kZ3T05xaNXr0jJ8WmcTuZHoocrqt7gKdvXl6Kz-I3n8pbW8GUlizJOzVkwyxrODMg/s400/mi+libreta+de+campo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371111258079015906" /></a><br />Mi libreta de campo<br />ésta tan vieja con los bordes dorados<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy2E39tp26IZ4PHpPf4WNLMyktLbdBD2rZmD0fQHGFw3p6pvwqjxhitYI5oHIgyV9hU4mXCRXdsUMk3ONU5EmHBINGcPvofqKzInbLcQnFNleLta9NK6wbv9LD8x3TCNzXjtm9GoQ-HWI/s1600-h/milibreta+de+campo2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 187px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy2E39tp26IZ4PHpPf4WNLMyktLbdBD2rZmD0fQHGFw3p6pvwqjxhitYI5oHIgyV9hU4mXCRXdsUMk3ONU5EmHBINGcPvofqKzInbLcQnFNleLta9NK6wbv9LD8x3TCNzXjtm9GoQ-HWI/s400/milibreta+de+campo2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371112040986352274" /></a><br />Mi libreta... Mis libretas<br />siempre terminado<br />siempre empezando</center>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-60940803924359585042009-07-12T16:39:00.000-07:002009-07-12T17:13:41.533-07:00el presente surge de un instante del pasado y...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiscd8vLzojBo_mRKUzhh5d1819Fr-VnhdYV5YzUEv40cm7tpRPNOMoM1Hzgg2pS2J0Hr4JmC7UPgvFeOBDbiwzDLnQB3ijVjBkGePJOheSL-mQD1ReWZtQox2iel0e_q0MIzK76UVik2g/s1600-h/Fuegos+del+13+de+mayo+de+2009F.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiscd8vLzojBo_mRKUzhh5d1819Fr-VnhdYV5YzUEv40cm7tpRPNOMoM1Hzgg2pS2J0Hr4JmC7UPgvFeOBDbiwzDLnQB3ijVjBkGePJOheSL-mQD1ReWZtQox2iel0e_q0MIzK76UVik2g/s400/Fuegos+del+13+de+mayo+de+2009F.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357728723156881410" /></a><br /><center>Era madrugada…<br />El silencio <br />y apenas un aliento conjunto<br />Frases sueltas <br />Cortas<br />Disimulo intrascendente<br />Amistad encubierta<br /><br />Un salto en la voz<br />“Bueno… Hasta otra…”<br />Que empujaba a la misma respuesta<br /><br />Pero… un resorte<br />De la boca<br />Soltó un te quiero <br />Que se hizo campana en las venas<br /><br />En la estela de silencio<br />Entre un latido y otro<br />Surgió la misma respuesta:<br />“Yo también…”<br /><br />Entonces un abismo de pulsiones<br />Fue recortando la noche<br />Y las almas <br />Tan unidas…<br />Tan pegadas…<br />Se fueron haciendo sangre<br /><br />Los te quiero<br />Encontraron un nido<br />En las afueras del tiempo<br />Y allí se quedaron</center>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-78029110851592152002009-06-25T08:24:00.000-07:002009-06-25T09:01:33.245-07:00Regalo... El pavo real. Gracias Blanca<span style="font-size:130%;">Blanka,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"> </span><a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" href="http://ojoscaramelo.myblog.es/ojoscaramelo/art/288802/LO-PROMETIDO-ES-DEUDA-PARA-MIGUEL">Lo prometido es deuda</a>, me ha emocionado con un maravilloso regalo: sus fotos del pavo real.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQfmYkgJwyAjCecHTkRPt1Y0VYOdbSXQ2QywR_uVNfPHkkmpZn0mWFTWxY5NizwyoOtKgz3lhCMCaGrD4IxHskmlqR8_PjdcdrQiM4aPZM3yaQsmaVxFFa4zkWq_hJG28N1kBQbvWNWcA/s1600-h/1PavoRealCampo-GrandeValladolid1-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQfmYkgJwyAjCecHTkRPt1Y0VYOdbSXQ2QywR_uVNfPHkkmpZn0mWFTWxY5NizwyoOtKgz3lhCMCaGrD4IxHskmlqR8_PjdcdrQiM4aPZM3yaQsmaVxFFa4zkWq_hJG28N1kBQbvWNWcA/s400/1PavoRealCampo-GrandeValladolid1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351287922955298274" border="0" /></a><br />Y dejo aquí todas ellas, hermosas y de paso aprovechar para hacerle un pequeño homenaje y recordatorio a esta preciosa ave:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg436mMxtxFfDjmIshGuQhDlCQC_DYn4w8TlIouhh2xPi-q3801-lge_R-11fFodACZi0sQWVCNd5vUuAOFJzp1D2IXdP7KxA54T1KCsb6dud5oRKHj4Dd__C4v2CDoLFBggP2jRlJW46o/s1600-h/2PavoReal-CampoGrandeValladolid2-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg436mMxtxFfDjmIshGuQhDlCQC_DYn4w8TlIouhh2xPi-q3801-lge_R-11fFodACZi0sQWVCNd5vUuAOFJzp1D2IXdP7KxA54T1KCsb6dud5oRKHj4Dd__C4v2CDoLFBggP2jRlJW46o/s400/2PavoReal-CampoGrandeValladolid2-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351288186647753826" border="0" /></a><br />Quién no ha visto un pavo real y se ha quedado siempre alucinado con esas plumas regias, fastuosas, imponentes que llegan al éxtasis cuando se abren en la ceremonia de cortejo.<br />O tener en la mano una pluma de las más de cien que componen la pomposa cola.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQFlAvl_MY5viKVqt6pV3RwNcnBrPIsVQ4yTPiQzzL0GQi0UNCe9qpFV0DyEF0Xk-qs874wg2Lq1-EjOEfYO6o00wWEY0w5NjsnIK81F5vm0SXOJaXs2xTQ5LFhxJ6joO_ZIind8qkaL0/s1600-h/7PavoReal-CampoGrandeValladolid7-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQFlAvl_MY5viKVqt6pV3RwNcnBrPIsVQ4yTPiQzzL0GQi0UNCe9qpFV0DyEF0Xk-qs874wg2Lq1-EjOEfYO6o00wWEY0w5NjsnIK81F5vm0SXOJaXs2xTQ5LFhxJ6joO_ZIind8qkaL0/s400/7PavoReal-CampoGrandeValladolid7-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351289528072750706" border="0" /></a><br />Mientras la hembra parece siempre nupcial con sus plumas blancas, albas, torneadas de marfil tenue con la luz atardecida.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1HBPuulxVjF0AzOebUAoimwpi7wJMwyqL4D4Jomchbod7JU91JGUNyb-VttJJGmQsvboOnAEp9JIqfxRWakNabOqtrKwexCpAGCb1mac5-qFfvMT-a-thc6iVQQqlYenFmAJzpWABmWg/s1600-h/4PavoReal-CampoGrandeValladolid4-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1HBPuulxVjF0AzOebUAoimwpi7wJMwyqL4D4Jomchbod7JU91JGUNyb-VttJJGmQsvboOnAEp9JIqfxRWakNabOqtrKwexCpAGCb1mac5-qFfvMT-a-thc6iVQQqlYenFmAJzpWABmWg/s400/4PavoReal-CampoGrandeValladolid4-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351289901477644818" border="0" /></a><br />No sólo viven en los jardines de lujo, que construyeron primero los hindúes y luego en el mundo entero, sino que le gustan los bosques, las praderas y los campos; allí se alimentan de frutas, semillas, bayas, insectos, ranas y… serpientes, muy apreciadas por el hombre debido a esta circunstancia, ya que suelen consumir cobras y otras especies venenosas.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL7XYWd57N-FNotcpKtT5r_0XetM2r4XOXrjLrpLHlGbh8P22kMKGGESLo9vNoEZN0JCZvGoKUOCvb6aLEpm9Y8RmfuXZtacTEYxzs9NM0L1gLwEMjS4VzEzrH1VSBzXKsS8Tkus9F2-E/s1600-h/3PavoReal-CampoGrandeValladolid3-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL7XYWd57N-FNotcpKtT5r_0XetM2r4XOXrjLrpLHlGbh8P22kMKGGESLo9vNoEZN0JCZvGoKUOCvb6aLEpm9Y8RmfuXZtacTEYxzs9NM0L1gLwEMjS4VzEzrH1VSBzXKsS8Tkus9F2-E/s400/3PavoReal-CampoGrandeValladolid3-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351290142348172866" border="0" /></a><br />Incuban en un mes entre tres y seis huevos y deben cuidarse de los tigres, de los leopardos, de los lobos, de los jacales… Pero como emiten grandes gritos ante el menor peligro de acercamiento, esto les ha servido también al hombre como una importante alarma ante el peligro de acercamiento de estos depredadores.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc0VOGb5KDuhfEk50SFr8Xn9UhWFik64e7Je8TFhHo6Pq9eRQIl62JlJT5wfJdW5KLjq9tp9dWu2hvfZXSIBrAZ87TM_Zl7WxZSIB7y7A4gpoRxP81UMkn2SyLkO1-3SIEh1iWIZXB0Po/s1600-h/9PavoReal-CampoGrandeValladolid9-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc0VOGb5KDuhfEk50SFr8Xn9UhWFik64e7Je8TFhHo6Pq9eRQIl62JlJT5wfJdW5KLjq9tp9dWu2hvfZXSIBrAZ87TM_Zl7WxZSIB7y7A4gpoRxP81UMkn2SyLkO1-3SIEh1iWIZXB0Po/s400/9PavoReal-CampoGrandeValladolid9-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351290824125605570" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Hermosas aves que nos regalan el milagro de la belleza viviendo… viviendo…<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOFnC_pk-uOsSG-nRSySl-iVR0rHynxNyqxsCCdlYOdKFlBxnm_wP0EPJFvOya733HfNQ8us5dLe-4i4CSfzGSzKpKxij7Yt8hWBzBTOAHqTrgZCtZ94Cu3UGe1YxHu1C3qJyLZ9gPtYc/s1600-h/6PavoReal-CampoGrandeValladolid6-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOFnC_pk-uOsSG-nRSySl-iVR0rHynxNyqxsCCdlYOdKFlBxnm_wP0EPJFvOya733HfNQ8us5dLe-4i4CSfzGSzKpKxij7Yt8hWBzBTOAHqTrgZCtZ94Cu3UGe1YxHu1C3qJyLZ9gPtYc/s400/6PavoReal-CampoGrandeValladolid6-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351293331897931010" border="0" /></a><br /><br />¡Gracias Blanka… gracias! Aquí su blog completo:<span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" > <a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" href="http://ojoscaramelo.myblog.es/">Ojos de Caramelo</a></span>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-17402227847901966132009-06-01T14:06:00.001-07:002009-06-01T14:12:27.746-07:00Mosaico de mis gatos<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitxuWqd47cT4QqnTLHOkuIU62GHKtZA4sfxyLyhipZH5Dr19-yk5TiA8BzK-V1ktzO_wbPFw5P1TC8EtfHhX8xUvN6mqK_ElnF4auh3BHsa9YEMjAL8uojR4e-8MfEJ-ncDqEoMFgBVms/s1600-h/gatitos.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitxuWqd47cT4QqnTLHOkuIU62GHKtZA4sfxyLyhipZH5Dr19-yk5TiA8BzK-V1ktzO_wbPFw5P1TC8EtfHhX8xUvN6mqK_ElnF4auh3BHsa9YEMjAL8uojR4e-8MfEJ-ncDqEoMFgBVms/s400/gatitos.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342468990478678610" /></a><br /><center>Peluches de colores latiendo bajo el pelito vida. <br />Atentos, siempre en alerta, acechando peligros. <br />Caminantes sigilosos, misterio en la mirada.</center>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-13272154727831182962009-05-30T10:26:00.000-07:002009-05-30T10:40:00.077-07:00Dia de CanariasLas 7 islas Afortunadas. Las Hespérides.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBoOe2U0N3OVagb46L14Sn5u10Sq3Wy74DoDuBv1OCycd9ZOZjgkO0D1PzRzlxjLA0wOHPXggP3A2ds4gk2VkBPz5Uyv5cpPs-5paTsXbdeM1VmZz2h4BOgjOZQRB5KhKWmEGIk2P9YUE/s1600-h/D%C3%ADa+de+Canarias-7+islas.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 205px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBoOe2U0N3OVagb46L14Sn5u10Sq3Wy74DoDuBv1OCycd9ZOZjgkO0D1PzRzlxjLA0wOHPXggP3A2ds4gk2VkBPz5Uyv5cpPs-5paTsXbdeM1VmZz2h4BOgjOZQRB5KhKWmEGIk2P9YUE/s400/D%C3%ADa+de+Canarias-7+islas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341672594887251810" /></a><br />No sé si es necesario marcar un día impuesto. ¿Qué hay que celebrar? Puede que se pregunten muchos y la verdad que no sé.<br /><br />Pero bueno, al menos ha sacado a miles de personas a la calle con unos trajes vistosos y la música folklórica que sólo suena para estos días. Un gran baile de magos con las mismas personas de siempre, las que caminan por las calles como zombies, las que están detrás de ventanillas y las víctimas del otro lado, las que les cuesta recuperar el sueño pensando en las deudas, las que tienen que pagar a hacienda hasta para respirar. Los declarados insolventes o los aprovechados que de cada corrupción sacan provecho.<br /><br />Los que labran los campos y los que invaden las ciudades, los que lloran y a los que les cuesta hablar; los alienados que han caído en la trampa pero imaginan que son felices.<br /><br />Los que les dijeron un día: son autónomos y dijeron: “Vaya ¿Eso significa que mejorarán las hespérides destrozadas y enterradas en cemento?” No, significa que serán más los que te exploten, los vividores de alto sillón y baja cama.<br /><br />Pero bueno, las 7 islas maravillosas, esmeraldas del Atlántico, con sus picos multicolores, sus volcanes y sus sueños, no cesarán. Y cada día es de ellas para seguir flotando en el océano de la historia.<br /><br /><center><a href="http://es.tinypic.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/rlxmkz.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"></a></center>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-51941735107867541042009-05-21T21:08:00.000-07:002009-05-21T21:25:42.436-07:00Impresionismo abstracto. Paisajes de entorno, de interior y de aire<center>De dónde nace el volcán. Actividad sin límite en las entrañas lejos de la mirada<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsv3NMX-zUhAh7yMvwcqUXs6WMIFtppnsVhsc2xUjatmhgxq0mVo7WZ9XMA-qrWP9Tw5ZwJwvds2aQH74FYR4oDKzySACtoJaj1Dnhtj0gCLwpQBEjg0uNhyphenhyphen6N1RRnJtvKg3jjV_Lntko/s1600-h/De+donde+nace+el+volcan1-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsv3NMX-zUhAh7yMvwcqUXs6WMIFtppnsVhsc2xUjatmhgxq0mVo7WZ9XMA-qrWP9Tw5ZwJwvds2aQH74FYR4oDKzySACtoJaj1Dnhtj0gCLwpQBEjg0uNhyphenhyphen6N1RRnJtvKg3jjV_Lntko/s400/De+donde+nace+el+volcan1-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338495856352773442" border="0" /></a><br />O con la vista alumbrando una terraza de casas blancas, de valle… mientras en el azul se debaten los colores del ensueño envolviendo la luz de montaña y pinos.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif2dTUHmhbd6cPWkrf8oNyDq10Mxvc9gP2Md-DiuGzy9Pd9RhoIfYa7VkzOVRqKZifwt-50bDOhYvV2NGv_pwdvSqa_wWlPAkM2XT7D8O2uO8KJtYp9uAQIhPBVZ7A0-Zbg6HIBS41Hbw/s1600-h/Paisaje1-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif2dTUHmhbd6cPWkrf8oNyDq10Mxvc9gP2Md-DiuGzy9Pd9RhoIfYa7VkzOVRqKZifwt-50bDOhYvV2NGv_pwdvSqa_wWlPAkM2XT7D8O2uO8KJtYp9uAQIhPBVZ7A0-Zbg6HIBS41Hbw/s400/Paisaje1-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338496378568956178" border="0" /></a><br />Acariciando también el mar en el semicírculo de una bahía<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIieUlQVErljLqUqCdi4Rrs_iQ0Ium8X1o2Bc__p6BcBL2Ian5T8DNcx4qOVn_LjjQ1ArC_u5CyhW87hUvCxihYBDwf4QA94wucGKFPm0mboCrWs2B6Bh1PYnuvxOTCi1Jqc-daBlvlF0/s1600-h/Playa1-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIieUlQVErljLqUqCdi4Rrs_iQ0Ium8X1o2Bc__p6BcBL2Ian5T8DNcx4qOVn_LjjQ1ArC_u5CyhW87hUvCxihYBDwf4QA94wucGKFPm0mboCrWs2B6Bh1PYnuvxOTCi1Jqc-daBlvlF0/s400/Playa1-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338496758751948290" border="0" /></a><br />Y navegar mientras el halo de las rocas se aproxima…<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4v_vr1EUgBIzY1PV0JSXTTLeVo8cpcJn_2O6KCPKYva4IFi7rrp412-e2PRjA_p8qaPp9O4QwEQVfl7dDPavPlyLvZfKUtoVknSDCN-llBdfDZ5lZ2WrviH4WejLg-gQjs8g2sahYJ40/s1600-h/Navegar1-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4v_vr1EUgBIzY1PV0JSXTTLeVo8cpcJn_2O6KCPKYva4IFi7rrp412-e2PRjA_p8qaPp9O4QwEQVfl7dDPavPlyLvZfKUtoVknSDCN-llBdfDZ5lZ2WrviH4WejLg-gQjs8g2sahYJ40/s400/Navegar1-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338497004710445922" border="0" /></a><br />Ahuyentando con el sonido de la guitarra<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-lReHmg8dGjzxMV8G4KrMZVMgKf2FJe2gRumacRCMhNlgKS-k7p2XT6INqqzlD6oVBH1f0IIB7yWVrSLBMkwhcAaQCAgGxJDcFycJ2oyoPNN5PsX268tGdW6a-qBZHrgzlDcZ3V-kw_g/s1600-h/guitarra2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-lReHmg8dGjzxMV8G4KrMZVMgKf2FJe2gRumacRCMhNlgKS-k7p2XT6INqqzlD6oVBH1f0IIB7yWVrSLBMkwhcAaQCAgGxJDcFycJ2oyoPNN5PsX268tGdW6a-qBZHrgzlDcZ3V-kw_g/s400/guitarra2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338497643684678658" border="0" /></a><br />La soledad y oscuridad de la guerra</center><br /><br /><a onblur=" href=" com="" _xajqnj1636s="" shyozvehj0i="" aaaaaaaabiq="" vwjspuipo74="" h="" jpg=""><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBqW83Y4uOdGZOzf_jtRjkCAqPYM3yVdFccB96IdSGH2IawISuan9PeqYj4xClvb3fkSKoagYksrNB0uW7RnK_maRp5Aa3Fe_Ko_KUVKVJ_1_nE9WfXuZ8O-VqaPl63OMp-GzlGn_d1C8/s400/soledad+de+guerra1_Miguel+Schweiz+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338498830891585346" border="0" /></a>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-18928663715312169772009-05-02T18:26:00.000-07:002009-05-02T18:42:17.116-07:00Gorila sin la niebla<center>Oh, shhhhh, se esconde…<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyowg3f8_1XlifnH33nnRorXP6VUtCC6ta350OW0TsRDH1lGfhmuaJqqYzh5NDP-l2tb-JaiIGsXwt2rEPTz_wrmfUhiRHGgEW8RMTULOGNmumcD1YqN33vHKy4iWYN-K-XFJD4LU0YXU/s1600-h/Gorila.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331405810235610546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyowg3f8_1XlifnH33nnRorXP6VUtCC6ta350OW0TsRDH1lGfhmuaJqqYzh5NDP-l2tb-JaiIGsXwt2rEPTz_wrmfUhiRHGgEW8RMTULOGNmumcD1YqN33vHKy4iWYN-K-XFJD4LU0YXU/s400/Gorila.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Pero no, ahí está y busca… ¿Qué?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJgR8wFJM7GZR82JMV1FlzHYJVcIjxiYsJhg00rqgZesKzPGFWhnLm_SaAA1uai48KhxoaFRgdWTc_Abt3jmB5lwzNsuu-JhbwYAv9tsecFUq7Xa1CMhr8W5Z57CZqPzfYne6QqgQ1FHE/s1600-h/Gorila5.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331406151783451922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJgR8wFJM7GZR82JMV1FlzHYJVcIjxiYsJhg00rqgZesKzPGFWhnLm_SaAA1uai48KhxoaFRgdWTc_Abt3jmB5lwzNsuu-JhbwYAv9tsecFUq7Xa1CMhr8W5Z57CZqPzfYne6QqgQ1FHE/s400/Gorila5.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />No lo sé, pero de pronto se ha quedado meditativo y es cuando me pregunto ¿Qué piensa?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEighd8E7kPWNLhC4EyEexF7y-E-3MTltQtc5OJgWb-IMphB6CUalQlEd0fWEQEhkOfOGKpmAf7s-h9y9gTc120bSh1QQQM-xLkQcpNEWHgZM2HuQ3XH_VhIEgL9jld6h6Oxi2ziicGZlJ0/s1600-h/gorila3.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331406645461692322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEighd8E7kPWNLhC4EyEexF7y-E-3MTltQtc5OJgWb-IMphB6CUalQlEd0fWEQEhkOfOGKpmAf7s-h9y9gTc120bSh1QQQM-xLkQcpNEWHgZM2HuQ3XH_VhIEgL9jld6h6Oxi2ziicGZlJ0/s400/gorila3.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Él no me ha mirado, pasa de los curiosos que lo quieren hacer diferente, un producto divertido de zoo.<br />Yo también me di media vuelta y le dejé un mensaje con la espalda: Todos nosotros somos del zoo; prisioneros nuestros, de los demás, de la vida…</center>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-35742090070316828902009-04-24T15:59:00.000-07:002009-04-24T16:02:19.565-07:00Mandala de las estrellas<center><a href="http://lumbres.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i39.tinypic.com/295d1c0.jpg" border="0" alt="http://lumbres.blogspot.com/"></a><br /><br />Cuando todo lo desconocido<br />se ilumina<br />el milagro se hace luz</center>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-41745900621809530402009-04-23T13:53:00.000-07:002009-05-21T21:32:27.279-07:00Impresionismo abstracto. Primera serie. Descifrando.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8OshnlXuB516jqL0Ldz6CrkU1liMLhperMGuufHG1MGGXoR8wAkwi-vCcXarc_zRVyhEnGwKArdJf7vP0ulVMTlw3dhEA668YdSjrjN5FQ557buiyaYRqKEhNFKloGUuytIqAU0JBuDA/s1600-h/reposo+en+el+reflejo-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8OshnlXuB516jqL0Ldz6CrkU1liMLhperMGuufHG1MGGXoR8wAkwi-vCcXarc_zRVyhEnGwKArdJf7vP0ulVMTlw3dhEA668YdSjrjN5FQ557buiyaYRqKEhNFKloGUuytIqAU0JBuDA/s400/reposo+en+el+reflejo-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328006378885538930" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Esta serie surgió del deseo de encontrar realidades e impresiones en el aire. De ahí que le haya puesto el nombre de Impresionismo Abstracto.<br /><br />Aunque ya estoy impregnándome con el Realismo Abstracto… que terminan siendo Uno. Y poco a poco lo voy llevando a la práctica.<br /><br />Consta de veinte cuadros integrados en diferentes estratos y la técnica está basada en acrílicos.<br /><br /><center><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5s0cXMYY4beYiefRu5HIR220JKHjUxmZl8QB7DmQopcrJbA4empDvIdRMa-rBkFIHSnPv4OZEeJ45uaMdImtR0XE7-PYOhxYrNw7Pw6rl9az5Y3uEM_-MtR4seAOPs4p-vPD-ZCxk4hY/s1600-h/Adoracion-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5s0cXMYY4beYiefRu5HIR220JKHjUxmZl8QB7DmQopcrJbA4empDvIdRMa-rBkFIHSnPv4OZEeJ45uaMdImtR0XE7-PYOhxYrNw7Pw6rl9az5Y3uEM_-MtR4seAOPs4p-vPD-ZCxk4hY/s400/Adoracion-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.JPG" alt="Adoración" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328643162970725698" border="0" /></a>Adoración. Donde se arquea el aire y ruega un espacio. Respirar… Quiere respirar.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUD4JFE3GyNekZ-EZm747I8smydhjuDJkTklF-ZRvA8yrLE8YI2LCrr_fUcvSEzXIN1fwwCd1u64OonHWDT8pTjEL6Zwu83_VXSHE8UtV-U-3vo3k_VJncbbGG0gGTgt15D8A7YhIvGXU/s1600-h/Cara-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUD4JFE3GyNekZ-EZm747I8smydhjuDJkTklF-ZRvA8yrLE8YI2LCrr_fUcvSEzXIN1fwwCd1u64OonHWDT8pTjEL6Zwu83_VXSHE8UtV-U-3vo3k_VJncbbGG0gGTgt15D8A7YhIvGXU/s400/Cara-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.JPG" alt="Caras" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328643603815802850" border="0" /></a>Cara. Caras que se han quedado grabadas aunque ya no sean ellas. Espejismos de sí mismas.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdmwyLUHcxVp6a6AiEZ836CSs3hLHu1dNtpbqQIN2siTP1zScFf9AbcdFT9XW6LW12ERFviVzaYdc2-cVS7qpU6wWP5gqzwZy5jY2jk2mbXcYBdi-VFkixHE1L5ZkNPYXP_r4fizB2_HU/s1600-h/Interior-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdmwyLUHcxVp6a6AiEZ836CSs3hLHu1dNtpbqQIN2siTP1zScFf9AbcdFT9XW6LW12ERFviVzaYdc2-cVS7qpU6wWP5gqzwZy5jY2jk2mbXcYBdi-VFkixHE1L5ZkNPYXP_r4fizB2_HU/s400/Interior-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.JPG" alt="Interior" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328643919013327234" border="0" /></a>Interior. Senderos que fluyen. Por donde camina el aliento de una onda.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPRPx6Lx7nl5oVeYcmXzRaGqAULrXsStHH2wjKLEzbdhmzhYSbBLzKsu1xj3NMOaxT6CLMecgpvICeQyLKiTH3Ihlxn58Xb5UHKqHwDfamAEJ4Ysi0wCiAE2hOtyZm04JyMs5xrERMh8U/s1600-h/Muro-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPRPx6Lx7nl5oVeYcmXzRaGqAULrXsStHH2wjKLEzbdhmzhYSbBLzKsu1xj3NMOaxT6CLMecgpvICeQyLKiTH3Ihlxn58Xb5UHKqHwDfamAEJ4Ysi0wCiAE2hOtyZm04JyMs5xrERMh8U/s400/Muro-Miguel+Schweiz+2009.JPG" alt="Muro" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328644255357049410" border="0" /></a><br />Muro. El secreto de las piedras. </center><br /><br /><br />La colección completa será expuesta a partir de noviembre en <em>The Galery NewArt XXI</em> de New York.<br /><br />No es algo que me entusiasme porque no soy pintor ni lo seré. No es mi deseo dedicarme a ello en absoluto sólo pintar lo que está dentro y fuera de lo que yo supongo. Pero una amiga se empeñó en ello y bueno, el que desee verlo que lo haga ¿Verdad? Para eso les doy forma.<br /><br />Más aquí: <span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="http://lumbres.blogspot.com/2009/05/impresionismo-abstracto-paisajes-de.html">Paisajes de entorno, de interior y de aire</a></span>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-21521595595975775872009-04-13T14:58:00.000-07:002009-04-13T15:11:15.286-07:00Pinto hoy el amor. Pinturas de la belleza<center>Sellando con el beso la impresión suprema<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKKDGdrBXVZox3rI8zcb7vI0XIa-L0ff4Ie5cTJXt2cQBbDTXhzliRAF3Fba3KDoY56HVigUjCAdv0nI6vlkcLeJoPNvIHJCdvXDgKDRFmck5vQmelQIuHyM42A-hPBSvISaKE_T_jiq0/s1600-h/besos2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324299505196348226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKKDGdrBXVZox3rI8zcb7vI0XIa-L0ff4Ie5cTJXt2cQBbDTXhzliRAF3Fba3KDoY56HVigUjCAdv0nI6vlkcLeJoPNvIHJCdvXDgKDRFmck5vQmelQIuHyM42A-hPBSvISaKE_T_jiq0/s400/besos2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Alumbrándolo con luna llena. En la eterna magia de las formas<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiptyBisnpqHA3CHKT0j9iQq0Q_JIEPgQDbUyOY6dsCncJ3IRH5T9-3yUunyTz4rNWby2-QnLQ_g77_eeLPCBHZYuDhGedwMrkRmH0eKtepvQyZNqB-gRSZrfZd9aMuFzsnsLDzIeSZPN8/s1600-h/luna+llena-12+marzo+2009-Miguel+Schweiz+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324299849302366722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiptyBisnpqHA3CHKT0j9iQq0Q_JIEPgQDbUyOY6dsCncJ3IRH5T9-3yUunyTz4rNWby2-QnLQ_g77_eeLPCBHZYuDhGedwMrkRmH0eKtepvQyZNqB-gRSZrfZd9aMuFzsnsLDzIeSZPN8/s400/luna+llena-12+marzo+2009-Miguel+Schweiz+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Igual que aquella luna naciente de marzo ya encuadrada<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk2sGYKACyXQwLiT0bcxUTL-fU2cd0c2HgBpLKIi_wXc_eh4yt471h0rN27BLy7C8aB7ZMzThcTPmoEy7PTwvA-NBhvs6hq1ov3kxrb5q2SmUFkqQUC-DXCwvOUR518VlZoAL3Ot6BnCU/s1600-h/luna+del+17+marzo+2009-Miguel+Schweiz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324300320519583378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 368px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk2sGYKACyXQwLiT0bcxUTL-fU2cd0c2HgBpLKIi_wXc_eh4yt471h0rN27BLy7C8aB7ZMzThcTPmoEy7PTwvA-NBhvs6hq1ov3kxrb5q2SmUFkqQUC-DXCwvOUR518VlZoAL3Ot6BnCU/s400/luna+del+17+marzo+2009-Miguel+Schweiz.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Mientras sigo alimentándolo con las flores de la tarde<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmdpjVsc2fe1gr-THfBlBLvxKngFoRDP6HyuhN9DspBgoQQlIF-HnAavOh6Tvcc3TmiYjFE7JlAk-5Kkkrbk7-qyAtTV8nuBlECg4YczMUDHJpbnqG7nbKS4QxrEt9hjR2NAoZz99-OGw/s1600-h/flores+de+la+tarde-Miguel+Schweiz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324300664531030018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmdpjVsc2fe1gr-THfBlBLvxKngFoRDP6HyuhN9DspBgoQQlIF-HnAavOh6Tvcc3TmiYjFE7JlAk-5Kkkrbk7-qyAtTV8nuBlECg4YczMUDHJpbnqG7nbKS4QxrEt9hjR2NAoZz99-OGw/s400/flores+de+la+tarde-Miguel+Schweiz.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Y el regocijo de las peonias anochecidas<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4wbV-UlRYYPbrirBrgkpkZQjpKEF_Q6bP5CZ8bYeXZdhwXP-jB4SNA0vUKrm9MqDXIRpexYpSlBfEWWmcXUUfNUzcmiryB_PMxnCDj8-1M6jT2xVBc72hEnEH8cYSH1b5D7ivD5V2W_c/s1600-h/Peonias+al+anochecer1-Miguel+Schweiz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324301392685505666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4wbV-UlRYYPbrirBrgkpkZQjpKEF_Q6bP5CZ8bYeXZdhwXP-jB4SNA0vUKrm9MqDXIRpexYpSlBfEWWmcXUUfNUzcmiryB_PMxnCDj8-1M6jT2xVBc72hEnEH8cYSH1b5D7ivD5V2W_c/s400/Peonias+al+anochecer1-Miguel+Schweiz.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Para ti… siempre para ti</center>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-12208237937518154552009-04-10T14:52:00.000-07:002009-04-10T15:14:03.820-07:00Dia de Semana Santa en el mar<center>Jueves santo, el sol acaba de quebrar la noche dejándola invisible<br />Los pueblos aún siguen desperezándose<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgixGvTCBrTdDIKkcP9-EfI0OElAgQs9M6R0D_T5Um38_8QKSSNzqPermZXo1Fd7ugm1Q4oGEtmzoYR0VEhcalwdlDd5ldKbSiNNwnu9DppWMOCW1W_ypRvD-I4fQD4OrDGckkg-Rhb7aw/s1600-h/Amanecer-Los+%C3%BAltimos+en+salir.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323184642571164482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgixGvTCBrTdDIKkcP9-EfI0OElAgQs9M6R0D_T5Um38_8QKSSNzqPermZXo1Fd7ugm1Q4oGEtmzoYR0VEhcalwdlDd5ldKbSiNNwnu9DppWMOCW1W_ypRvD-I4fQD4OrDGckkg-Rhb7aw/s400/Amanecer-Los+%C3%BAltimos+en+salir.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Y comienzan a asomar en la lava los espejos de cristal húmedos y salados<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTwqPdCIlZPKQCfLQ0lTC-KCX7sC0nYhR7hp8582aRW1LLCvzB-RFemownVh6C5LuNnR4xsciAGdjab0rfu5H0TNUB6vlk7FQwJeLdAhgMOhd85_-zk3h4V3OMUPnKVu9ksJlCW3o82yg/s1600-h/Amanecer+ya+empezaba+la+ma%C3%B1ana-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323185823065570370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTwqPdCIlZPKQCfLQ0lTC-KCX7sC0nYhR7hp8582aRW1LLCvzB-RFemownVh6C5LuNnR4xsciAGdjab0rfu5H0TNUB6vlk7FQwJeLdAhgMOhd85_-zk3h4V3OMUPnKVu9ksJlCW3o82yg/s400/Amanecer+ya+empezaba+la+ma%C3%B1ana-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />En la orilla una caseta improvisada, atalaya de algodón y poliéster para defenderse del primer aire frío<br />Donde esperaba el café caliente…<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYTjbDsNj8mjn7MhpxU5hHg0hU6gIW2P2nBMaXOF7JHEDUg6G23CCoc03i1TdpG2ew_hJ_KpuuWmubsi_ASnHgPtpVAxdCtyTw-sZoUJjbhmADnh9ytoH2dxhJ6qmMMFH-GZ6bIeVNSJ0/s1600-h/Amanecer+fr%C3%ADo+preteccion+en+la+orilla-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323186185540347330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYTjbDsNj8mjn7MhpxU5hHg0hU6gIW2P2nBMaXOF7JHEDUg6G23CCoc03i1TdpG2ew_hJ_KpuuWmubsi_ASnHgPtpVAxdCtyTw-sZoUJjbhmADnh9ytoH2dxhJ6qmMMFH-GZ6bIeVNSJ0/s400/Amanecer+fr%C3%ADo+preteccion+en+la+orilla-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Las últimas miradas al mar en la costa. Midiendo su bravura o serenidad, los vientos…<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMjKbj6KzYJ4qImfLTUm4nBSfWX8SAnhieTocktx5CtQciPi-y-CUT8yqa3DIZXkXtLuCnSn3mWswg5VYfp3yLbwIRUVIsawTzUAOffzk-r1aIChMiPH_sZNSEt4jCqnRkN7yDRL-BIVg/s1600-h/Amanecer++oteando-Miguel+Schewez.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323186487024763218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMjKbj6KzYJ4qImfLTUm4nBSfWX8SAnhieTocktx5CtQciPi-y-CUT8yqa3DIZXkXtLuCnSn3mWswg5VYfp3yLbwIRUVIsawTzUAOffzk-r1aIChMiPH_sZNSEt4jCqnRkN7yDRL-BIVg/s400/Amanecer++oteando-Miguel+Schewez.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Miro con gusto los mimos que resisten el frío mañanero impregnados de orilla y sal<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXNOiDEtiAQT9juVTDHPpJ_wJE7PAzIUaWnWW9kZUuHWDT8BedKhbO_xnbL73aZBMUTTuxmLlrJKiWZRoD0gNmL4kh6pLflOVBburXman8aX3rNfKxd_8w5XOsdjuLNrq702CfzYleQJA/s1600-h/Amanecer+con+mimos-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323186824429425778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXNOiDEtiAQT9juVTDHPpJ_wJE7PAzIUaWnWW9kZUuHWDT8BedKhbO_xnbL73aZBMUTTuxmLlrJKiWZRoD0gNmL4kh6pLflOVBburXman8aX3rNfKxd_8w5XOsdjuLNrq702CfzYleQJA/s400/Amanecer+con+mimos-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Y ya rumbo a la solitaria bahía desde donde una cascarita me va a llevar al permanente diálogo con las corrientes, la fuerza y el viento. Allí estoy lejos de todo acercándome a la masa azul que me hará suyo durante unas horas. Poco a poco se van izando las velas…<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLrqfcfUFEe-qnJkXOJ-xBVKHvh4d0qt-GLbD1Nw2MvKdaU9bbkhk-tNFBMCKkkqP2gvRfYaUORdyS-EwVqpOUlCj9PAntzaexb2lzaDWcLZ0FIOHU0ubWGM0Vq_ylzpjnKz-o0HwJ204/s1600-h/Amanecer+velerito+a+lo+lejos-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323187304647221122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 357px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLrqfcfUFEe-qnJkXOJ-xBVKHvh4d0qt-GLbD1Nw2MvKdaU9bbkhk-tNFBMCKkkqP2gvRfYaUORdyS-EwVqpOUlCj9PAntzaexb2lzaDWcLZ0FIOHU0ubWGM0Vq_ylzpjnKz-o0HwJ204/s400/Amanecer+velerito+a+lo+lejos-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Saludos y bromas---<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXJSILLvs4sWDHHos0I4iB-Eb4sE3NaNUcijgJ_Zu0TICwAL6tM7d8BnXYAebN-pdkvyhz_9VkMwL2gUIBCSrO2J7tQ3gyUVj0iC3jFODXyEWxrOyP5PWEOCRDz2pXJbGC9FH3sdcCdqo/s1600-h/Amanecer+velero-Miguel+Schweiz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323187661089552050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXJSILLvs4sWDHHos0I4iB-Eb4sE3NaNUcijgJ_Zu0TICwAL6tM7d8BnXYAebN-pdkvyhz_9VkMwL2gUIBCSrO2J7tQ3gyUVj0iC3jFODXyEWxrOyP5PWEOCRDz2pXJbGC9FH3sdcCdqo/s400/Amanecer+velero-Miguel+Schweiz.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Mientras los espejos a medida que avanza el medio día van despejando las algas en la lava<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2TF2fGxNdhyvi5RZ558uWWgaWAQCPqKYhmQcUBWg1chh-jyflnf4FJDSTxmE7qCPNXvIKwxSB-0kK6Cn1ZKBK6Rc-mQeSF62R0ZqgCc7v4x7kAh2_Q3mINjPcu-ejiKeb6XWyF_Zbv1w/s1600-h/Amanaecer+avanzado-espejos+con+algas+en+la+lava-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323188025012911794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2TF2fGxNdhyvi5RZ558uWWgaWAQCPqKYhmQcUBWg1chh-jyflnf4FJDSTxmE7qCPNXvIKwxSB-0kK6Cn1ZKBK6Rc-mQeSF62R0ZqgCc7v4x7kAh2_Q3mINjPcu-ejiKeb6XWyF_Zbv1w/s400/Amanaecer+avanzado-espejos+con+algas+en+la+lava-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Regreso a casa con flores en los cactus<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaU9WvAjjDpFkbocxIfi2wfEMYB51q14lwJUrgxoR8siwi9ZRvHCOLBLou_D7ZhJoAgS-dSOgj2EAJdn80gJPGKK2svmmHYfIym309qyeD6386aHaVlHnOBFG6xxB4QMagD-ROztEI3DE/s1600-h/Amanecer+cactus+en+flor-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323188407542971170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaU9WvAjjDpFkbocxIfi2wfEMYB51q14lwJUrgxoR8siwi9ZRvHCOLBLou_D7ZhJoAgS-dSOgj2EAJdn80gJPGKK2svmmHYfIym309qyeD6386aHaVlHnOBFG6xxB4QMagD-ROztEI3DE/s400/Amanecer+cactus+en+flor-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Y descanso hasta el anochecer entre los nuevos espejos de siempre</center><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwnTUOrw25PEqJmHHakrpK7b8uHpabHWZdPRfIJDepxl2xRT8-aqK0cCnrwf7uakWjN_xaObZUeUKYfpBiyonTUS3npySvvmJbq9Ta-P7BK8i1CBGrcM-iVU5GqfeIkrtj2yhHofLTxC8/s1600-h/Anochecer+cristales-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323188791997980098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwnTUOrw25PEqJmHHakrpK7b8uHpabHWZdPRfIJDepxl2xRT8-aqK0cCnrwf7uakWjN_xaObZUeUKYfpBiyonTUS3npySvvmJbq9Ta-P7BK8i1CBGrcM-iVU5GqfeIkrtj2yhHofLTxC8/s400/Anochecer+cristales-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Gracias a Fran por ser el “objetivo” en la navegación :)Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-68409596154173385102009-03-28T11:57:00.000-07:002009-03-28T12:15:55.813-07:00El mito de la orca asesina<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguPdTes627jyzXMzdN5aIKYl8_MH9D3G5M5cllImA5mnmBaz3s0SpUmoJRIH-uHhMQPrhVUJZP6mVy2o6tMlf6erlMtMfq7gkRLAUq8RY4jcbyBdOYTMicM4pWQbGIuRuOHKXXDyQRDss/s1600-h/orca5-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 96px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguPdTes627jyzXMzdN5aIKYl8_MH9D3G5M5cllImA5mnmBaz3s0SpUmoJRIH-uHhMQPrhVUJZP6mVy2o6tMlf6erlMtMfq7gkRLAUq8RY4jcbyBdOYTMicM4pWQbGIuRuOHKXXDyQRDss/s400/orca5-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318316611785969202" /></a><br /><center>Penetran en el agua. Las colas, lenguas. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcp9owIHQ6ezYYNPMJcMHP_GVjwM1rxiJGY8w3-iGorXyWgzeBW2FygGW-EvUn_yyy206KT5bCPGQRnQ2YoStpl-BLJc9IVwUz6k0z6HUDm7FqAJq2kNyD2nXL-GvSOIoqTp7ilDrCQbQ/s1600-h/orca4-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcp9owIHQ6ezYYNPMJcMHP_GVjwM1rxiJGY8w3-iGorXyWgzeBW2FygGW-EvUn_yyy206KT5bCPGQRnQ2YoStpl-BLJc9IVwUz6k0z6HUDm7FqAJq2kNyD2nXL-GvSOIoqTp7ilDrCQbQ/s400/orca4-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318317052372588498" /></a><br />Se acerca impetuosa...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHD7FGthdTI8r10px3_MyRD0MlOP8f4fsG5P7dAPlPOubVDehlsVghIr7w4qZS0tUL-SAc-hN4aOnDq-naFdLvRiIJuL2iJMfbHE5aEqReaEWVpU2BzatCzUhmINUJ3_c396J3F3emiSs/s1600-h/orca3-Migiel+Schweiz.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHD7FGthdTI8r10px3_MyRD0MlOP8f4fsG5P7dAPlPOubVDehlsVghIr7w4qZS0tUL-SAc-hN4aOnDq-naFdLvRiIJuL2iJMfbHE5aEqReaEWVpU2BzatCzUhmINUJ3_c396J3F3emiSs/s400/orca3-Migiel+Schweiz.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318317459720803234" /></a><br />Y el mito asesino. dócil, se deja acariciar<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaO9jtTyzXQwmF_DrYg4tMLDnRJzsnh37MvIjOLfxOqy-nwPdZMyIcw_AydCgHm6t6t-rptN9U3KMU8Hpvea8_D4QRHcN-x5LWtmzegAx5b8yVA77LjAcekavix6yy9BMUZhchtsSQ2Ug/s1600-h/orca-Miguel+Schweiz.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaO9jtTyzXQwmF_DrYg4tMLDnRJzsnh37MvIjOLfxOqy-nwPdZMyIcw_AydCgHm6t6t-rptN9U3KMU8Hpvea8_D4QRHcN-x5LWtmzegAx5b8yVA77LjAcekavix6yy9BMUZhchtsSQ2Ug/s400/orca-Miguel+Schweiz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318318160247793490" /></a><br />Da media vuelta y retorna agua<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGGSaN1RAQQReGGhvfp2gNK8moiA8hQ_Dvn2jV4LYTN9-5v6L6rxzrgKqtUFUH0E2qM-vOAvd1_RMCmzB7C2W-Dbk5uzRHZFzjkt1Rm32xbYpvqbJcmOfxOBpRxn1WmpgltD19YfkCr6s/s1600-h/orca2-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGGSaN1RAQQReGGhvfp2gNK8moiA8hQ_Dvn2jV4LYTN9-5v6L6rxzrgKqtUFUH0E2qM-vOAvd1_RMCmzB7C2W-Dbk5uzRHZFzjkt1Rm32xbYpvqbJcmOfxOBpRxn1WmpgltD19YfkCr6s/s400/orca2-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318318662299141954" /></a><br />Mientras una gaviota la observa alejándose lentamente</center><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg98Ph4pJKy325AI_4JgZ9VsEA_N0hv9_uEkpvlKQRAGrG4OkSS5vrz3w-jmCmnyjvXy8lM8NJvd9y6Fev4hbWnvOJS_EAXLpMTrF0IEjUSKGgYiemelmmt0_OWbcoHXvbon4rMB9tUIME/s1600-h/orca+gaviota-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg98Ph4pJKy325AI_4JgZ9VsEA_N0hv9_uEkpvlKQRAGrG4OkSS5vrz3w-jmCmnyjvXy8lM8NJvd9y6Fev4hbWnvOJS_EAXLpMTrF0IEjUSKGgYiemelmmt0_OWbcoHXvbon4rMB9tUIME/s400/orca+gaviota-Miguel+Schweiz.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318319185960750274" /></a>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-89479564425476252682009-03-12T14:25:00.000-07:002009-03-12T14:33:00.696-07:00El anopheles tambien es arte<center>Mosquito gigante de alas translúcidas<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXhdTVIZAdguL_18peueWr_JvOKWjnVFdGUbB3hqo9b3t3x_dkhPO7Ct2mBq80iexZp9qOu8NEMt-OpysgEyrDPg7-ppNLJHncrpT4Xc-_x_NTI9oVnydsJkw74xlVk8luq2B2jeh-vfc/s1600-h/anopheles1F.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXhdTVIZAdguL_18peueWr_JvOKWjnVFdGUbB3hqo9b3t3x_dkhPO7Ct2mBq80iexZp9qOu8NEMt-OpysgEyrDPg7-ppNLJHncrpT4Xc-_x_NTI9oVnydsJkw74xlVk8luq2B2jeh-vfc/s400/anopheles1F.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312416677116739362" /></a><br /> Con enjambres ramificados. Diseño perfecto y bello.<br /><br />Patas largas... Borrosa se hace la visión al querer abarcarte.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ41qjZ5D5mVTI0s3hI_EHV7LXvksMmybmAZQfKRPMnkvC6SJoVf9Nj3gEio4ALzAw6qWibZpPr5uT6rzovIOHn2GsGdwJ2U0n6Dvb6XLGfYydQhJHl_zeUl89tuenaqQu-X25RSRvbqM/s1600-h/anopheles2F.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ41qjZ5D5mVTI0s3hI_EHV7LXvksMmybmAZQfKRPMnkvC6SJoVf9Nj3gEio4ALzAw6qWibZpPr5uT6rzovIOHn2GsGdwJ2U0n6Dvb6XLGfYydQhJHl_zeUl89tuenaqQu-X25RSRvbqM/s400/anopheles2F.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312416514698512514" /></a><br /> Pero el empeño hace por seguirte posado en el cristal<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLURAvC4N1PsArbxbmtLzKZeQDGkBTnj2EmEx9-I6BDMU4gBCAKAMDycW6ZMZFTmotoDsYUXQORIMuKYQ72b2J8-vxDfn6Hyzt-hAKwqu9tohLn_Wc_0RfV_TnxhSyYugPMev79aHnjbE/s1600-h/Danopheles3F.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLURAvC4N1PsArbxbmtLzKZeQDGkBTnj2EmEx9-I6BDMU4gBCAKAMDycW6ZMZFTmotoDsYUXQORIMuKYQ72b2J8-vxDfn6Hyzt-hAKwqu9tohLn_Wc_0RfV_TnxhSyYugPMev79aHnjbE/s400/Danopheles3F.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312416252251962898" /></a><br />Mientras la imaginación junto a la lente te crea monstruo devastador. “La invasión del Anopheles”<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_WSvLMnUTpPbQ6_oS8MMdRIFr3ubcVEzViwcDsE6TAnElWdm5_q8aNIlRlJVau5nZQKnQ19-d9W_5owv7eDsRcXd-o3PvNeKg2BnpXOuFNzaQk7eQMk83c5JuAOeKk9Nekh0fUmLxvJ0/s1600-h/anopheles4F.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_WSvLMnUTpPbQ6_oS8MMdRIFr3ubcVEzViwcDsE6TAnElWdm5_q8aNIlRlJVau5nZQKnQ19-d9W_5owv7eDsRcXd-o3PvNeKg2BnpXOuFNzaQk7eQMk83c5JuAOeKk9Nekh0fUmLxvJ0/s400/anopheles4F.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312416088278663906" /></a><br /> Y no eres sino una filigrana. Delicada. Ténue. Con líneas mágicas. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE8FB2r1cBBeZ2rH2vwQKg6ICrd1T4DnfY8DBx0i-V_dVjW56N56wYh2qez3FnvYZ-LbszTXerLYi6pqOMXB0gfwBQKRwpqLA83AgfM3Q-dBlHGron-RDtdPVqIrZqTiU-TgY8CQBswUI/s1600-h/anopheles5F.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE8FB2r1cBBeZ2rH2vwQKg6ICrd1T4DnfY8DBx0i-V_dVjW56N56wYh2qez3FnvYZ-LbszTXerLYi6pqOMXB0gfwBQKRwpqLA83AgfM3Q-dBlHGron-RDtdPVqIrZqTiU-TgY8CQBswUI/s400/anopheles5F.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312415923593207682" /></a><br /> <br />(Las fotos no tienen ningún arreglo. Así salieron directamente de la cámara con el cristal.)</center>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-40398322362503220532009-02-20T13:01:00.000-08:002009-02-20T16:29:57.565-08:00Amor de febreroAmor, siempre están los atardeceres mágicos rondando nuestras vidas. Y hoy vamos a ser con él la magia del encuentro.<br /><br /><center>Ven… dame la mano ¿Sí? Y vamos a celebrarlo<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjedOMDDe3qDwXN8spbAaefIn3d27auJwNqsuESUs6UoTSgybpYIEHMrprnqDfTb6o4tCKSJp2XG8CHCRlX3yRa8nRyeab2UjSXmsX92hy16BeeC7u45uf0yL5RrxYV96sqMAcwLXNM9sE/s1600-h/A+media+tarde+dos+sombras.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304989955676165874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjedOMDDe3qDwXN8spbAaefIn3d27auJwNqsuESUs6UoTSgybpYIEHMrprnqDfTb6o4tCKSJp2XG8CHCRlX3yRa8nRyeab2UjSXmsX92hy16BeeC7u45uf0yL5RrxYV96sqMAcwLXNM9sE/s400/A+media+tarde+dos+sombras.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Vamos a nuestro rincón. Componiendo la intimidad junto a los últimos rayos del sol. Abrazados en los naranjas y los malvas.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqvJjwmTOe9RF84zLqWwtiVC6R0hU0RQb8fTJ0WHnc4jq69iDEkt9Q8F0fxwBtsNKQsdHMTJBt4TieNBZZJy5nmzYv8ZSlVM4omKF63hV70P3luUC48iHM8UVN4gv1mkh1TaTgrCFKtjY/s1600-h/salon+para+un+mimo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304989717070006978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqvJjwmTOe9RF84zLqWwtiVC6R0hU0RQb8fTJ0WHnc4jq69iDEkt9Q8F0fxwBtsNKQsdHMTJBt4TieNBZZJy5nmzYv8ZSlVM4omKF63hV70P3luUC48iHM8UVN4gv1mkh1TaTgrCFKtjY/s400/salon+para+un+mimo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Aquí de cara al ocaso. Abriéndose al encanto.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfo8yHjSJ_5cn25dVjCY15XYgxeEbSb-5iznVlQdw28OPN5JPnMxT3WPnLif67D_TV1i55_ksKgEQwdF-iGmvV3CgIfnsjw0bTUKNemHA1llfpWJjjHz45pu2zJsnzfDYXiYgXYVlup94/s1600-h/amor+crepuscular.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304989562989949698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfo8yHjSJ_5cn25dVjCY15XYgxeEbSb-5iznVlQdw28OPN5JPnMxT3WPnLif67D_TV1i55_ksKgEQwdF-iGmvV3CgIfnsjw0bTUKNemHA1llfpWJjjHz45pu2zJsnzfDYXiYgXYVlup94/s400/amor+crepuscular.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Una flor…<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3g0K0PptlQ3W1OjZDgmITJYbVkHCasetzwakQJsRZOifN5TXLJ6wILQ8yfogkhE4046pVBkJ3V0sAuT3aPTo5W4w5X8jVw9XIS2y3iqpF4nLvCZ5K8I-V4RXVyT54SF9vxUeD7dgapsI/s1600-h/rosa+amarilla+y+rosa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304989320869445986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3g0K0PptlQ3W1OjZDgmITJYbVkHCasetzwakQJsRZOifN5TXLJ6wILQ8yfogkhE4046pVBkJ3V0sAuT3aPTo5W4w5X8jVw9XIS2y3iqpF4nLvCZ5K8I-V4RXVyT54SF9vxUeD7dgapsI/s400/rosa+amarilla+y+rosa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Una carabela perdida en la historia<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH3cGvkgJvBKwwvaeGL8fUY0rUNZRYOz-5IeUt8zjKoCOiDjnhfp3JAhgWcOiZ3Vk6ZmHa76-TGXXo3mOlmJWwoFhjxKmBxzK6tVANdek-4BmzofFvNS4HXfuIM0YdSONQIVtpHb7nLLk/s1600-h/carabela.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304989151487700178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH3cGvkgJvBKwwvaeGL8fUY0rUNZRYOz-5IeUt8zjKoCOiDjnhfp3JAhgWcOiZ3Vk6ZmHa76-TGXXo3mOlmJWwoFhjxKmBxzK6tVANdek-4BmzofFvNS4HXfuIM0YdSONQIVtpHb7nLLk/s400/carabela.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Y… ya con las primaras sombras. Emulando la esencia de lo cercano y lo único, subimos despacio al silencio encerrado tras esas puertas que se abrirán sólo para la burbuja más íntima.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm64wBu7SzOhB_96Z5CnFOBiLYhcsmZv55CcBlFTXzzKvwMXNStzKC3DOmGwBU3bU1v-HBzcAnuIN7cPltsEWPrYLK2nl7WGcpRNCPmuTBTFOlsGq1sc_rl1E5Y61J4lxQPt_q5QC1Hcw/s1600-h/escalera+a+las+nunes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304989009531115122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm64wBu7SzOhB_96Z5CnFOBiLYhcsmZv55CcBlFTXzzKvwMXNStzKC3DOmGwBU3bU1v-HBzcAnuIN7cPltsEWPrYLK2nl7WGcpRNCPmuTBTFOlsGq1sc_rl1E5Y61J4lxQPt_q5QC1Hcw/s400/escalera+a+las+nunes.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Y entre fantasías y realidades la imagen de bronce cobrará vida.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjudCuLuK0HOf1PGx3cAGkNlM92uWVBw-Yj_Mu4KTnCW4DB4ohv1B3iUOcgs8MbR9EZ2hfyfiyCrDUAyRCRNDriPiM_KRHVsJ0owWfI1E2TLCLr8oH1R8X6KhgB8N8Nk6_vSz2fSceasRM/s1600-h/El+abrazo_Felipe+G-Haba.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304988844048246914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjudCuLuK0HOf1PGx3cAGkNlM92uWVBw-Yj_Mu4KTnCW4DB4ohv1B3iUOcgs8MbR9EZ2hfyfiyCrDUAyRCRNDriPiM_KRHVsJ0owWfI1E2TLCLr8oH1R8X6KhgB8N8Nk6_vSz2fSceasRM/s400/El+abrazo_Felipe+G-Haba.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><small>Escultura El Abrazo Felipe Haba</small></center>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-26862485231415703612009-01-18T12:56:00.001-08:002009-01-18T13:12:08.810-08:00Prehistoria en el salón<center><a href="http://lumbres.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/24osxmc.jpg" border="0" alt="Tallado en madera"></a><br /><br />Prehistora en la madera<br />Vida arcaica</center>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-45912000880739259702009-01-07T18:19:00.000-08:002009-01-07T18:22:12.025-08:00Con las manos en la madera dando forma a Buldi<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBmPpa-aP97w4Pi6fCv2TD06pCteT-M-9V1aw-S1EUjAJvA5q_CKXcpxvik4hJjm9WhJcQrkPUvsNhb-AQRJ45Up-GCOjpArGUezSLMbNwnAAG38NofxSYF6qneUs7Bn3d-dFGXeXX1o0/s1600-h/Buldi.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvv0nHA3D0Wnajemb35MNa-9zupHbhWWsVDlTZmpVgxRKgNFflqtBafbeN-d8m-tOBBZKJ2QHj06SERhZ3LAtbCucwGPEcLzrmYKY0tmn6ziNrrHEj4l549lbDvUvKZiPQb7bfoZMwd8o/s400/buldi3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288742259206938098" /></a>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-67868999478212387342008-12-21T18:47:00.000-08:002008-12-21T18:57:29.186-08:00Arenas...<center><div><embed src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=un&il=1&channel=216172782117658412&site=widget-2c.slide.com" style="width: 700px; height: 800px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed></div></center><br /><br /><center>Fotos al microscopio de Marian</center>Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-22784404320207483972008-12-08T15:39:00.001-08:002008-12-08T16:28:50.268-08:00Ranas cantoras<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCqQZ8zyAxRF5YR-kIZslEvY9c_7UJaMtZKT_IKg6oHMHbdFUbdKQKRgCCt2E3YtSsNV8iaL-8UUoUBsNboNkLNR9K1pv-1VedoPrlUtlxzm7J-er-9KvSJJPQ1VM4Km23IjYYydcuNXM/s1600-h/rana1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277568311040851986" style="DISPLAY: block; 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A diferencia del croar de las otras ranas, éstas se reúnen en pequeño número y cada una emite una nota musical resultando del canto de todas ellas un <strong>concierto musical</strong>.<br /><br />Tienen ventosas de la que se sirven para trepar por los árboles.Miguel Schweizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09021389078325568322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5988788759127779715.post-61594050173783727482008-10-02T14:42:00.000-07:002008-10-02T14:57:02.824-07:00Chayota<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5vh2oQG5kVVVJZTkZGODQhQ88s-EjPMJ1stxpjdmjgrf3aJofpj7xJgbxyd9cAHRRRLY-rOItsWtZlcnBHbRKPVDEFX3_fYaw_FWPq8-Bj5xcjRFUcGQdW1nsEkkEt8VmPqhk0djDSWU/s1600-h/chayota+en+flor2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5vh2oQG5kVVVJZTkZGODQhQ88s-EjPMJ1stxpjdmjgrf3aJofpj7xJgbxyd9cAHRRRLY-rOItsWtZlcnBHbRKPVDEFX3_fYaw_FWPq8-Bj5xcjRFUcGQdW1nsEkkEt8VmPqhk0djDSWU/s400/chayota+en+flor2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252678916128455330" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKZlH6AZZqsI8fd4np3JPVZ-Ep52PoqMlGe0eu5vunmPtteOWvc0C84QxYjQO3dls7qct9pAfZwW96cYRnir2TOVeM4tMMvzCJsnRDXfJmA94JDtAZMFvCl-H4bSKVgxWcOnCUhBtYEyU/s1600-h/chayota+en+flor.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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