Saturday, December 31, 2005


the land

Friday, December 30, 2005


V <-B->

Thursday, December 29, 2005


Runway

Wednesday, December 28, 2005


Soup du jour

Tuesday, December 27, 2005


Rain Outside

Monday, December 26, 2005


La Casa del Frente

Sunday, December 25, 2005


Cocina en Brooklyn

Saturday, December 24, 2005


City

Friday, December 23, 2005


The window

Thursday, December 22, 2005


Art Levels

Wednesday, December 21, 2005


Art Guardian

Tuesday, December 20, 2005


Inside the MoMA

Monday, December 19, 2005


Upway

Sunday, December 18, 2005


The exit I won't take

Saturday, December 17, 2005


Have a sit.

Friday, December 16, 2005


Their way

Your way

My way

Thursday, December 15, 2005


Strike a pose!

Wednesday, December 14, 2005


Concrete sky

Tuesday, December 13, 2005


the needle

Monday, December 12, 2005


building land

Sunday, December 11, 2005


Empty Seat Train

Saturday, December 10, 2005


fuga

Friday, December 09, 2005


Pawling

Thursday, December 08, 2005


When is it comming?

Wednesday, December 07, 2005


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Tuesday, December 06, 2005


Green light down

Monday, December 05, 2005

Trojan War

Finally I can say I am back. The last chapter of an epic war it's comming to an end. The Trojan.Vundo virus might have won a battle, but in the end I won the war. Thank God!

It all started on a sunny day of november... and it all ended on a sunday in december.

After three very long 36-hours days trying to repair the infected file, following all the instructions addressed by Norton, P approached me and suggested me what in a previous life would have been the worst: to reformat the hard-drive. **Hitchcock classic sound** I backed up all the photographs and important files and watch how the blue screen depicted the deletion of all the files... among them.. the evil Trojan.

So, eventhough I did loose quite a lot of time in non-sense recovery, at this point I have a computer that runs like new, with no signs of evil and uninvited tenants.

This explains the lack of photographs for some days during the past week. That together with my story of my previous laptop (RIP/2) are two of the reasons why I stopped posting photos for more than a couple of days... go figure!

Thanks for noticing!

J

Getting into New York

Sunday, December 04, 2005


New York souvenir...

Saturday, December 03, 2005


Time for landing.

Wednesday, November 30, 2005


el viajero

Tuesday, November 29, 2005


Memphis Airport

Monday, November 28, 2005


_________

Sunday, November 27, 2005


8 20

Friday, November 25, 2005


No Step

Thursday, November 24, 2005


Wing Close Up

Wednesday, November 23, 2005


Smoke 2

Tuesday, November 22, 2005


Smoke

Monday, November 21, 2005


seminole tailgate!

Sunday, November 20, 2005


Waiting for something to happen

Friday, November 18, 2005


Seeing it all from above

Thursday, November 17, 2005


Las avenidas que conectan el aeropuerto de Fort Lauderdale con el reso del mundo... Infimos carros

Wednesday, November 16, 2005


Port Everglades

Tuesday, November 15, 2005


Landing Series

Landing Series

Monday, November 14, 2005

Banda Sonora en mi Cabeza

Inhalo.

Y se pone uno a pensar y a analizar las cosas, en momento de ocio. Y la vida se suspende como en el ojo del huracán. Y que pena con el público anglo y la gente de 'no habla hispana', pero la cosa hoy es así. Se siente como cuando uno se va cayendo.. todo va en camara lenta y aunque uno puede anteceder el golpazo cada nano-segundo se llena de infulas y se toma su tiempo completo, aunque pareciera que fuera tiempo de mas.

Exhalo.

Todo se detiene, como mi tan criticado bus amarillo de este país, que detiene todo el tráfico con sus aletillas rojas que dicen "STOP" para que aquellos seres (en varias ocasiones mayores de 15 años) puedan cruzar la calle a su velocidad mas antojada. En general haciendo carrera con los caracoles o los intaglios de sapos que hay en el pavimento.

Respiro.

Y se reflexiona bastante. La importancia que aquellos nuevos seres que en esta distancia dejan de ser amigos y se convierten en familia. Que por casualidades del destino se encuentran en las mismas que uno, y el significado del dar y recibir comienza a aparecer en la página de la supervivencia. Y por ese mismo camino, y por esa misma importancia se magnifica la decepcion... Algunas veces. No Siempre.

Inhalo.

Y al final de cuentas aquellos seres inborrables que han pertenecido a mi desde mi Dia Cero siempre estaran ahi. Y mi inseparable Parce. Y el eterno R.

Exhalo.

Momento de reflexión. En su final comienza una aceleracion constante. Siempre es momento de cambio.

Respiro.

Un par de canciones que traen algo de sentido en este momento congelado. Para los amigos que parten a otros lugares. Para los amigos que parten a nuevos amigos...

So don't bother I won't die of deception
I promise you won’t ever see me cry
Don't feel sorry
And don't bother, I'll be fine
So don't bother, be unkind
(Shakira - Don't Bother)


If you want to leave, take good care
Hope you find a lot of nice things to wear
Then a lot of nice things turn bad out there
(Cat Stevens - Wild World)

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Sunday, November 13, 2005


The Plane. The Boat.

Saturday, November 12, 2005


Fort Lauderdale coastline before Wilma

Friday, November 11, 2005


Somewhere over the gulf of Mexico...