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ENGLISH I hesitated a few days before writing a new poem, a poem before my birthday. So I will talk about the things that have happened to me and the difference of the emotion to other birthdays that evoked

Link ENGLISH I met Cesar Vallejo through a friend who was studying theater, when one day he came to my house with such good company. We were going to rehearse for a play that he was staging and he asked

ENGLISH My story is a book... that was the moment where it all started. let me tell you my story, I barely recover my memory, everything is still confusing. I remember Juan Valera, my cooking teacher,

ENGLISH The fret It tires me to watch how I drag the entire fret. I trust people's humanity in a creepy way. They pawn me disorders for love. And I pay them inconsiderately Even knowing that no one will

ENGLISH the word poem takes me not to travel nor to fly just take me bridges empty of life Footsteps that only wander to meet me recognize me the word poem It's a record An overcrowded bar unfinished

ENGLISH My paper house My paper house. Built with origami ghost. His bases, like mine. From foami. And its solidity is lost in drops. My home is not made of stone. It's more like a placebo effect. It makes

Butterflies I don't understand why I get carried away by the butterflies on my window. I haven't been able to fly for a long time. A weight takes me to the abyss. Only my mind is able to move freely. In

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Desire I am an adventurer, I searched for your secrets to show. I implored in your temple truths that were not mine. I dug into you, even what you didn't want to say. And I got hurt. Then I was just a

Análisis de las posibilidades humanas a través de la lectura de feldenkrais

Cómo escribir una poesía? How to write a poetry? Se vale empezar por no botar el humo Solo el del cigarro se convierte en siluetas Siluetas dibujantes de imágenes Ya empecé a escribir Aun no toco El lápiz.

Me he desconstruido tanto que me deshilacho en palmarés, no era una tierra fértil las que use para empapar mis ojos, son lunares como luna marcando cada ciclo ¿Por que te cuento esto? Te lo explico. I

Comfort, intimacy, touch, essence and enjoyment. without a doubt that was what I found or at least what connected me, I would not know how to describe it but it was a process. with that enough to understand

Today it is San Juan, San Juan de Guarenas who has everything and gives everything. Hoy es san Juan, san Juan de guarenas el que todo tiene y todo lo da. In my ways I have had many paths I was born in

I have never lacked a stage to dance and I have always had a living room, a room, a mattress, a kitchen, a sidewalk, a living room, the theater, the bar, the party, the house, the dinner, a foreign look,

As today's task I have the practice of recording the theatrical exercise of a scene working the cuts of shot in this opportunity I play the role of cameraman. Como tarea de hoy me toco la práctica de grabar

Who says he has the eye to take photos? Quien dice que tiene el ojo para tomar fotos? Well with this question I start my post today. To continue with my study in the audiovisual medium, today we reinforce

In a conversation with my co-worker Manaure, he commented to me in a casual conversation about the concept of nonsense and the materialistic ideal of selling ourselves outside and belittling the foundations

As part of my already discussed learning of audiovisual work, today I have to focus on what are the planes and what are the types of planes, the angle and the displacement of the camera in the so-called

When she was 6 years old, Isadora Duncan gathered a dozen children from the neighborhood. Some were too small to walk, but they waved their arms and imitated the waves of the San Francisco sea, as the