miércoles, 7 de noviembre de 2007

disaster

Well, I know it is not a big disaster…I know I’m not exactly answering the question…but when it happens, you feel as if you were in front of an Egyptian plague.
The big sensation of impotence: You are big, but it doesn’t matter. They are hundreds or even thousands…
They are everywhere, coming into the house, ¡nobody invited them!
Because when you have an explosion of flying- ants in your garden , I swear, you feell as if something very big and bad is coming!
(Trick or treat)

war

WAR
Since first man on Earth armed with stones or sticks, the human being has never stopped fighting.
In three thousand years of Humanity the amount of peace years doesn’t go over 250.
People fight for food, a place to live. Some Kings and Emperors did it for glory or revenge.
But nowadays Presidents do it to increase power, territory and wealth.
For Sun Tsu author of “the art of war” , war is bad in itself, only need should make it necessary.
General Karl Von Clausewitz from Austria wrote “war is politics by other means”
USA’s President interferes in Global Politics as if he was Mother Nature or God.
When he does, he has to find excuses to do it: And nothing better than PEACE, FREEDOM, DEMOCRACY. All those big words fill his mouth, but the real thing is: MONEY,POWER, CONVENIENCE.

lunes, 5 de noviembre de 2007

lunes, 15 de octubre de 2007

Winter, six o' clock in the morning and this beautiful dawn through the window.
The picture didn't capture the real strength of the moment

domingo, 14 de octubre de 2007

sky New York

This is a picture I took some years ago. It's not a special one because, actually, I do a lot as a reporter, my profesion.
But this one was made in a very strange circumstances. I remember perfectly the view but I'd swear when I did it, it was raining...

sábado, 13 de octubre de 2007

Don't argue!, silly!!

Some times, I get up in the morning in an argumentative mood. I feel nervous and disappointed with life and myself.
The truth is when finally I achieve and I argue about somethig, I feel so bad, so guilty all day, then I realize I'm a little mad.
Maybe is a product of a years of Christianity: I need to feel guilty, to ask for forgiveness...I don't know.
The thing is that's tough for me.
Most of the time, I'm a normal person with family, friends,companions and with a good relatioship in general. In fact I'm easy-going.
Perhaps I'm a bit of a workaholic, but nowadays this is not a big problem, everybody have a maniac thing. And it's better this craze than others.
This famous sentence could sum up or summarize my life "I'll sleep when I'll die"