Private Collections

"Mi padre tenía una colección que encontré y que todavía hoy tengo. Era una caja que guardaba en su mesa que contenía piedrecitas, cientos de ellas.

Una vez me dijo: "cada momento feliz que vivo me demuestra  que merece la pena vivir la vida y, como signo de gratitud, pongo un guijarro en esta caja".

Así que, en realidad, lo que coleccionaba mi padre eran momentos felices.

[...] Desde este punto de vista no existe ninguna diferencia entre una estatua griega y un simple guijarro"

Louise Bourgeois. Reseña de la artista sobre la exposición "The Sigmund Freud Antiquities: Fragments of a buried past"

Artforum vol. 28. Enero 1990

"My father had a collection that I found once and that I still preserve today.

It was a box that he kept at his desk which contained stones, hundreds of them. 

Once told me: "every happy moment that I live shows me that it is worth living life and, as a sign of gratitude, I put a pebble in this box". 

So, in fact, what my father collected were happy times. 

[...] From this point of view there is no difference between a Greek statue and a simple pebble".

Louise Bourgeois.Review of the artist on the exhibition "The Sigmund Freud Antiquities: Fragments of a buried past"Artforum vol. 28. Enero 1990

Is it too late?

"Es tarde

pero es nuestra hora. Es tarde 

pero es todo el tiempo 

que tenemos a mano

para hacer futuro. 

Es tarde 

pero somos nosotros

esta hora tardía. 

Es tarde 

pero es madrugada 

si insistimos un poco."

El tiempo y la espera Pedro Casaldáliga

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"It's late 

but it's our time. It's late 

but this is all the time 

we have at hand 

to make future. 

It's late 

but we are

this late hour . 

It's late 

but it's dawn

 if we insist a little. " 

The waiting time. Pedro Casaldáliga

Travel photographer

"From time to time, I get surrounded by this sense of insecurity out of nowhere. This insecurity is not that of real life, rather this is more ambiguous. It's this deep feeling of guild for living such an eventless life and suddenly I am so dissatisfied with everything that is around. A flow of disturbing emotions isolated from all contexts. This disturbing emotions gradually form into something like a black mass and their heavy weight comes onto my head and my shoulders until I can no longer stand it. Just like that, my journey beings, as if to run away from this agony.
I choose the most unfamiliar place and walk around in remote area and shoot with my camera aimlessly. This behavior is so illogical and it is the exact opposite of being productive, however, my heart can stay calm while taking pictures. I go around shooting and fantasize about the lives of other people. I think about everyday life in unknown places like a mountain village or a small town near the ocean, I think about living in different time period or different gender or generation. I long for all sorts of emotions that I have not yet experienced.
All of this leads me to sheer confusion. Lost without a destination. In my photos, I search for clues, but photos are always dark and fuzzy and they are strangely lacking the time element such as "when and where." What was once a reality in front of my own eyes is captured as if it is someone else's perspective from a long time ago. And I'll be forced to stay in the dark room facing this sense of insecurity all over again, and I'll be back on the road leading to the bottom of my heart from there on once and again".


"On the way" Masato Hattori

Invincible Summer

2013. Ulvsvåg, Artic Circle. Norway.

“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”
Albert Camus


"En las profundidades del invierno finalmente aprendí que en mi interior habitaba un verano invencible".
Albert Camus

Little-big Yoda has arrived

“Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you? Hmm? Hmm.... And well you should not. For my ally is the Force, and a powerful ally it is. Life creates it, makes it grow. Its energy surrounds us and binds us. Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter. You must feel the Force around you; here, between you, me, the tree, the rock, everywhere, yes. Even between the land and the ship.”

Yoda 

Star Wars episode V. The Empire Strikes Back

Welcome to your new home, Yoda. We are eager to learn from you.

This post want also to pay tribute to the memory of my beautiful friend Jackie. I know Yoda can feel you close too, and that wherever you are now you will be smiling, looking how far the shoes you picked for me has gone...



"El tamaño no importa. Mírame a mí. Me juzgas por mi tamaño, ¿eh? Y no deberías, porque mi aliada es la Fuerza, y una poderosa aliada es... La vida la crea, la hace crecer, nos penetra y nos rodea... ¡Seres luminosos somos! ¡No esta cruda materia!. Debes sentir la fuerza a tu alrededor: aquí entre tu y yo, el árbol, la roca en todos lados, si. Incluso entre el cielo y la tierra "

Yoda, 
la guerra de las Galaxias Episodio V. 
El imperio Contraataca

Bienvenida a tu nuevo hogar, Yoda, Estamos deseosos de aprender de ti.

Este post quiere también rendir tributo a la memoria de mi bella amiga Jackie. Se que Yoda te siente cerca, y que , donde quiera que estés ahora seguro que sonries viendo lo lejos que han llegado los zapatos que escogiste para mi....

Wonderful Things

“ At first I could see nothing, the hot air escaping from the chamber causing the candle flame to flicker, but presently, as my eyes grew accustomed to the light, details of the room within emerged slowly from the mist, strange animals, statues, and gold - everywhere the glint of gold.

For the moment - an eternity it must have seemed to the others standing by -

I was struck dumb with amazement, and when Lord Carnarvon, unable to stand the suspense any longer, inquired anxiously, 

'Can you see anything?'

it was all I could do to get out the words, 

'Yes, wonderful things.” 

Howard Carter, The Tomb of Tutankamen

“Transcurrió bastante tiempo hasta que pude ver algo, el aire caliente del interior provocaba que la llama del candil se agitara, pero tan pronto mis ojos se acostumbraron a la luz tenue del interior de la cámara, poco a poco fue apareciendo ante mí una extraña y maravillosa mezcla de objetos bellísimos y extraordinarios amontonados unos sobre otros.

Naturalmente hubo un cierto suspense para aquellas personas presentes allí que no podían ver nada, hasta que Lord Carnarvon me preguntó 
“¿Puede usted ver algo?”. 
Y le respondí

“Sí, cosas maravillosas”. 

Howard Carter, La tumba de Tutankamon 

Mensajes del más allá

Madrid-San Diego (CA)-Madrid

"There is no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart

Los Ángeles-San Diego (CA)-Madrid

 Our dreams, and they are made out of real things

San Juan del Sur (Nicaragua)-Madrid

 Like a, shoebox of photographs
With sepiatone loving

Madrid-San Diego (CA)-Madrid

  Love is the answer,
At least for most of the questions in my heart

San Diego (CA)-Madrid

Like why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?

Madrid-Madrid

 It's not always easy and
Sometimes life can be deceiving

Madrid-Madrid

I'll tell you one thing,

Ulán Bator (Mongolia)-Madrid

it's always better when we're together"

Jack Johnson. Better together

Diga...

“I am not afraid of tomorrow, for I have seen yesterday and I love today.”
William Allen White

"No le tengo miedo al futuro, porque he visto el ayer y me encanta el hoy."
William Allen White

Sobre el arte y la inspiración

" El niño todo lo ve como novedad esta siempre "embriagado".  

Nada se asemeja más a la inspiración que la alegría con la que el niño absorve la forma y el color. [...]

 

 En el hombre de genio la razón ocupa un lugar considerable. En el niño la sensibilidad ocupa casi todo su ser. Pero el genio no es más que la infancia recobrada a voluntad".

Charles Baudelaire. " El pintor de la vida moderna"

"The child sees everything as a novelty; the child is always 'drunk'. Nothing is more like what we call inspiration than the joy the child feels in drinking in shape and colour. [...] The man of genius has strong nerves; those of the child are weak. 

In the one, reason has assumed an important role; in the other, sensibility occupies almost the whole being. But genius is no more than childhood recaptured at will".

Charles Baudelaire. "The painter of modern life"

Sweet new words

Wonderfuly unperfect sleeping

"  -Muy bien. Ahora solo me gustaría que nos contara en qué consiste este más que próspero negocio suyo. ¿Qué es exactamente un separador?
-Mire, a todos nos fascina quedarnos dormidos entre los brazos de una persona y levantarnos a su lado, sin embargo, tenemos que pagar un precio innecesario por ello: soportar ronquidos, despertarnos en mitad del sueño por un movimiento repentino de nuestra pareja, ahogarnos en los calores acumulados bajo las sábanas, ejecutar auténticas posturas de contorsionista para encajar los dos cuerpos… El separador es el trabajador encargado de mover a la pareja una vez se haya quedado dormida, para evitarla estas molestias. Gracias a sus estudios sobre los ritmos del sueño, el separador es capaz de detectar el momento óptimo para desplazar a uno de los dos amantes a otra cama, sin que estos se den cuenta; simplemente, espera a que llegue ese momento y actúa. Después abandona el domicilio.
-Es un trabajo muy bonito, sin duda. ¿Y el juntador?
-El trabajo del juntador es parecido, solo que a la inversa: entra en el domicilio cuando se acerca la hora de despertar y escoge el instante apropiado para situar a las dos personas de nuevo en la misma cama… ¡y abrazados! Eso sí, para trabajar de juntador se requieren varios años de experiencia como separador, porque por las mañanas la pareja es más susceptible de despertarse."

Rafael Mendoza Gaspart "ENTREVISTA AL MAGNATE DE LOS NEGOCIOS J. R. ALBERTOS (Revista mensual Negocios Capitales, número 124)"

"- (E) All right. Now I would like you to explain to us what is your solution. What exactly is a separator?

- (JR A) The separator is the worker responsible of moving the couple once they have fallen asleep. Through his studies on the rhythms of sleep, he is able to detect the optimal time to move one of the two lovers to another bed, without them realizing it. The separator waits for that moment and then acts. He is also trained in Samurai techniques, to move, and move others, stealthesly. Then, after the couple has been separated and each member has been taken to a different bed, the separator, leaves the home. It is a very beautiful job, very Zen, which now is very trendy. A nephew of mine is studying to be one of them.

- (E) [Laughts] And the gatherers?

- (JR A) The gatherers work is similar, only in reverse, entering the home when it is almost time to wake up and choose the best time to put two people back in the same bed and cuddled ... ! However, working as a gatherer will require several years of experience as a separator, because in the morning the couple is more likely to wake up. "

Rafael Mendoza Gaspart "INTERVIEW TO THE BUSINESS TYCOON J. R. ALBERTOS"

Swimming lessons. About how to be a hero

 

"I wish you could swim
Like the dolphins

Like dolphins can swim
Though nothing
Will keep us together

We can beat them
For ever and ever

Oh we can be Heroes
Just for one day.

I,

I will be king
And you,
you will be queen

Though nothing
will drive them away

We can beat them,
just for one day

We could steal time,
just for one day.

We can be Heroes,
for ever and ever
What d'you say?

We can be Heroes,
just for one day".

"Heroes". David Bowie. Changes. 

Para Garra, la mejor perra buceadora del planeta. 
Tenerife noviembre 2010