tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69452530421894628622011-04-21T16:42:09.223-07:00paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comBlogger311100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-4214300345741461102007-09-11T17:13:00.001-07:002007-09-11T17:18:16.581-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/RucvpvaJnSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/SQEl6-cWe_E/s1600-h/IMG_6246.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109104696422407458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/RucvpvaJnSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/SQEl6-cWe_E/s320/IMG_6246.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div></div> -esta máscara de madera me encontró caminando por el centro histórico. en mi imaginación adornaría un nuevo espacio. no me equivoqué.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-421430034574146110?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-29312478658356941922007-08-24T13:16:00.000-07:002007-08-24T13:20:19.860-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs88_faJnGI/AAAAAAAAALQ/PtMvjGJ7htE/s1600-h/IMG_6004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102363964294667362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs88_faJnGI/AAAAAAAAALQ/PtMvjGJ7htE/s320/IMG_6004.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div>-con la arena también se hacen castillos. esta es una bardita que hizo artur. en una playa de san diego.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-2931247865835694192?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-53739043948647568192007-08-24T13:13:00.000-07:002007-08-24T13:15:05.785-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs88B_aJnFI/AAAAAAAAALI/JOCuiGNtf14/s1600-h/rockefeller.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102362907732712530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs88B_aJnFI/AAAAAAAAALI/JOCuiGNtf14/s320/rockefeller.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-torre rockefeller, en la ciudad donde casi no se ve el cielo, ny.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-5373904394864756819?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-430127873003643742007-08-24T13:11:00.000-07:002007-08-24T13:13:17.515-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs87l_aJnEI/AAAAAAAAALA/cc8p_PKQOmc/s1600-h/anuncio.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102362426696375362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs87l_aJnEI/AAAAAAAAALA/cc8p_PKQOmc/s320/anuncio.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-anuncios en un poste de ny.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-43012787300364374?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-11400188874876944142007-08-24T13:09:00.000-07:002007-08-24T13:11:22.605-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs87EfaJnDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/MXJSLI9Nk48/s1600-h/arbol.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102361851170757682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs87EfaJnDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/MXJSLI9Nk48/s320/arbol.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-nunca veré un poema tan bello como un árbol.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-1140018887487694414?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-19743144963594189252007-08-24T13:02:00.000-07:002007-08-24T13:03:53.907-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs85d_aJnCI/AAAAAAAAAKw/OK_hoqScsac/s1600-h/IMG_5443.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102360090234166306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs85d_aJnCI/AAAAAAAAAKw/OK_hoqScsac/s320/IMG_5443.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div>-árboles de central park, ny. frío enero de 2005.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-1974314496359418925?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-14609142318780586262007-08-24T12:53:00.000-07:002007-08-24T12:56:00.726-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs83c_aJnBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gbjilrkaw48/s1600-h/luchas+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102357874031041554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs83c_aJnBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gbjilrkaw48/s320/luchas+2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-cinco en el ring. un intermedio en la lucha. auditorio municipal de tijuana, antes de la remodelación.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-1460914231878058626?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-90809486826338870542007-08-24T12:50:00.000-07:002007-08-24T12:51:30.316-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs82p_aJnAI/AAAAAAAAAKg/gaTEOLekfpk/s1600-h/IMG_4671.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102356997857713154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs82p_aJnAI/AAAAAAAAAKg/gaTEOLekfpk/s320/IMG_4671.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div>-nubes y árboles. una de mis combinaciones favoritas.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-9080948682633887054?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-62277628682001537222007-08-24T12:47:00.000-07:002007-08-24T12:50:12.673-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs82BvaJm_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/-rEhjn60dGo/s1600-h/IMG_4667.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102356306367978482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs82BvaJm_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/-rEhjn60dGo/s320/IMG_4667.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div>-kattia chico, amiga poeta de puerto rico, en el país de las nubes.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-6227762868200153722?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-5618894825450924042007-08-24T12:42:00.000-07:002007-08-24T12:45:59.208-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs81GfaJm-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/HfkVz1ZGZhI/s1600-h/IMG_4639.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102355288460729314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs81GfaJm-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/HfkVz1ZGZhI/s320/IMG_4639.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div>-una de mis autofotos. en oaxaca, uno de mis lugares favoritos. en noviembre, uno de mis meses favoritos.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-561889482545092404?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-78573392376186602532007-08-24T12:39:00.000-07:002007-08-24T12:42:27.218-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs80QfaJm9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/w8zSdYtoJ9k/s1600-h/IMG_4603.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102354360747793362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs80QfaJm9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/w8zSdYtoJ9k/s320/IMG_4603.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div>-la fiesta me encontró en la calle. volver a oaxaca, ahora con muchos poemas. y todos los que me llevaría de ahí. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-7857339237618660253?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-48605240645322116332007-08-24T12:32:00.000-07:002007-08-24T12:37:44.956-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8zIvaJm8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/0GcqxZ0DM9k/s1600-h/IMG_4566.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102353128092179394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8zIvaJm8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/0GcqxZ0DM9k/s320/IMG_4566.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div>-un momento compartido. muchas sorpresas en tezoatlán. muchos regalos, entre ellos este.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-4860524064532211633?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-68875314145599253352007-08-24T12:29:00.000-07:002007-08-24T12:32:32.166-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8yEfaJm7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gWGIjWcU5Uk/s1600-h/IMG_4573.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102351955566107570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8yEfaJm7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gWGIjWcU5Uk/s320/IMG_4573.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8x1vaJm6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/8J4W09mcbhM/s1600-h/IMG_4566.JPG"></a>-tezoatlán de segura y luna, oaxaca. noviembre, de noche.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-6887531414559925335?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-45336593635448519632007-08-24T12:18:00.000-07:002007-08-24T12:19:55.748-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8vI_aJm5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/1yi-AI4YJ8g/s1600-h/IMG_4473.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102348734340635538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8vI_aJm5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/1yi-AI4YJ8g/s320/IMG_4473.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div>-el df desde el cielo. al llegar, una noche de noviembre del 2004. una de mis fotos de aviones.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-4533659363544851963?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-80804449131726693392007-08-24T12:12:00.000-07:002007-08-24T12:14:30.703-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8txfaJm4I/AAAAAAAAAJg/c4KXh8s4EIw/s1600-h/IMG_4801.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102347231102081922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8txfaJm4I/AAAAAAAAAJg/c4KXh8s4EIw/s320/IMG_4801.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-gloria, preparándose antes de su primera lectura. café sortilegio. la sombra de josué peñaloza conectando los cables a las bocinas. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-8080444913172669339?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-20232440086897200642007-08-24T12:07:00.000-07:002007-08-24T12:10:24.342-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8sovaJm3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/RcaaOAc8ncE/s1600-h/IMG_4785.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102345981266598770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8sovaJm3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/RcaaOAc8ncE/s320/IMG_4785.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-el poeta tijuanense pedro lópez y gloria, la media mujer secuestrada en prenda por una deuda poetonolugaresca. en el desaparecido café sortilegio, una noche de lectura organizada por poeta-no lugar.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-2023244008689720064?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-44645225199775659892007-08-24T12:01:00.000-07:002007-08-24T12:05:58.081-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8r3_aJm2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Zl0y-gAgaHs/s1600-h/IMG_4504.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102345143747976034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8r3_aJm2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Zl0y-gAgaHs/s320/IMG_4504.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-olga, poeta argentina, en el camino hacia el país de las nubes.</div><div>el camino a tezoatlán de segura y luna se ondula/ como si entrara en un durazno tierno.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-4464522519977565989?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-72309566058223320162007-08-24T11:58:00.000-07:002007-08-24T11:59:48.670-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8qafaJm1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/LvfYu6xxaYI/s1600-h/arboles+carretera.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102343537430207314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8qafaJm1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/LvfYu6xxaYI/s320/arboles+carretera.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-otra vez la carretera internacional. el bordo y un señalamiento tomado a velocidad. un árbol recibiendo la última luz de la tarde.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-7230956605822332016?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-70111424877596761942007-08-24T11:54:00.001-07:002007-08-24T11:57:27.676-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8pjPaJm0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/TJTurt4Gv-k/s1600-h/espigas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102342588242434882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8pjPaJm0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/TJTurt4Gv-k/s320/espigas.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-hace años, cuando fui a entrevistar al ahora fallecido pintor raúl anguiano, en un hotel de la bahía de san diego, me detuvieron estas espigas. fue sólo un momento, porque ya casi era hora.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-7011142487759676194?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-18308086782078697982007-08-24T11:50:00.000-07:002007-08-24T11:54:09.398-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8owvaJmzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/x-ChGOelJKs/s1600-h/cava.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102341720659041074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8owvaJmzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/x-ChGOelJKs/s320/cava.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-entre barricas, la luz se volvió roja y amarilla. en la cava cetto hace algunos años, cuando fui a cubrir un concierto de guitarra.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-1830808678207869798?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-40781285399076095902007-08-24T09:31:00.000-07:002007-08-24T09:33:36.316-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8II_aJmyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Mj2ws9TTWuY/s1600-h/arboles+rama.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102305853387152162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8II_aJmyI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Mj2ws9TTWuY/s320/arboles+rama.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-una rama que busca ser caballo en algún lugar de playas de tijuana. muy cerca del faro y de la reja.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-4078128539907609590?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-37717557839890931762007-08-24T09:28:00.000-07:002007-08-24T09:33:49.742-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8HVfaJmxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jfUCEtT_2IQ/s1600-h/arboles+paris+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102304968623889170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8HVfaJmxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jfUCEtT_2IQ/s320/arboles+paris+1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-paris a través de mi cámara minolta manual. un noviembre frío. una caminata feliz. unos árboles. ¿cuántos años tendrán ahí? ¿cuántas fotos les habrán tomado ya? </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-3771755783989093176?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-80613546439525148502007-08-24T09:24:00.000-07:002007-08-24T09:28:01.486-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8GePaJmwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/sfPNzE2X7_g/s1600-h/rojo+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102304019436116738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8GePaJmwI/AAAAAAAAAIg/sfPNzE2X7_g/s320/rojo+2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-las butacas del teatro del imss. soy reportera que espera la función. hay niños que corren por los pasillos. mamás que les dicen que se sienten, que ya pronto. el espectáculo ya había empezado: un fantasma nos bailaba en el aire.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-8061354643952514850?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-59001352449222693212007-08-24T09:22:00.000-07:002007-08-24T09:24:30.155-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8F3_aJmvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/OtiWLHJQZlY/s1600-h/rojo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102303362306120434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8F3_aJmvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/OtiWLHJQZlY/s320/rojo.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-rojo. los detalles de las cosas. libros que se transforman cuando te acercas.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-5900135244922269321?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-5531416179542894912007-08-24T09:17:00.000-07:002007-08-24T09:22:03.256-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8Ew_aJmuI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/InmTcHAPnfo/s1600-h/arbol+hojas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102302142535408354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8Ew_aJmuI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/InmTcHAPnfo/s320/arbol+hojas.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-una hoja café anaranjado cayó de la página 27 de un árbol. hace varios años, afuera del museo del prado, en madrid. mi amiga krshna y yo descansando de tanto caminar en el zacate de afuera del museo. dejar de pensar y sólo ver el ábol que nos cubría.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-553141617954289491?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-75946468033458144882007-08-24T09:15:00.000-07:002007-08-24T09:17:12.550-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8EM_aJmtI/AAAAAAAAAII/4q1gnRCI720/s1600-h/arboles+letrero.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102301524060117714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8EM_aJmtI/AAAAAAAAAII/4q1gnRCI720/s320/arboles+letrero.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-camino a playas de tijuana, por la avenida internacional. un árbol y un letrero, captados a velocidad. yo misma iba manejando.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-7594646803345814488?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-71808314362634296022007-08-24T09:12:00.000-07:002007-08-24T09:14:48.235-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8DivaJmsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GzIl2cGAw-0/s1600-h/rojo+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102300798210644674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs8DivaJmsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GzIl2cGAw-0/s320/rojo+1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div></div> -la velocidad del momento. afuera del periódico frontera, una noche de celebración de aniversario, hace ya algunos años. atrás, la vía rápida poniente.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-7180831436263429602?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-15870282810866923422007-08-24T07:56:00.000-07:002007-08-24T07:59:50.734-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs7xrfaJmrI/AAAAAAAAAH4/B3HMGEmkqpM/s1600-h/lluvia+poste.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102281157325200050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs7xrfaJmrI/AAAAAAAAAH4/B3HMGEmkqpM/s320/lluvia+poste.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-otro alto en la zona río de tijuana, convertida en cualquier lugar con una cámara. un singular poste que se desvanece cuando lo ves. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-1587028281086692342?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-51105428060463194632007-08-24T07:53:00.000-07:002007-08-24T07:55:48.326-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs7xIfaJmqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XisozuovyJ8/s1600-h/lluvia+poste+arbol.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102280556029778594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs7xIfaJmqI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XisozuovyJ8/s320/lluvia+poste+arbol.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div>-cielo poste árbol. a veces la espera del semáforo puede regalar imágenes como esta. en un alto de la zona río. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-5110542806046319463?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-82924268379803036012007-08-24T07:50:00.000-07:002007-08-24T07:53:37.154-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs7wfvaJmpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/iwf9PhznJAs/s1600-h/lluvia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102279855950109330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs7wfvaJmpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/iwf9PhznJAs/s320/lluvia.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div></div> -el instante retratado. desde mi carro, un día lluvioso de hace algunos años. mucho tráfico. voy tarde a alguna parte. volteo a la banqueta y ahí una mujer camina de prisa.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-8292426837980303601?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945253042189462862.post-68881001526236753122007-08-24T07:43:00.000-07:002007-08-24T07:47:51.849-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs7vHPaJmoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zBoOea4wfjc/s1600-h/nubes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102278335531686530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZlOgK-1f8kc/Rs7vHPaJmoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zBoOea4wfjc/s320/nubes.jpg" border="0" /></a> nubes/un poco de lluvia nos vendría muy bien a tí pintor y a mí transeunte<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945253042189462862-6888100152623675312?l=patyblake-fotos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>paty blakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02313973640192298939noreply@blogger.com