Friday, January 28, 2011

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SYMPHONY OF LIGHT AND ALAS ALAS BRASS









Look at the sculpture sits without restraint, without light: JAVIER HINOJOSA, Mexican photographer does not need any permission to capture with his famous lens, the sculpture of another Mexican, Javier Marin.
The art book "shared silence" published by the Museo Soumaya, Javier Hinojosa, recreates the work of Javier Marin.

Arts and passion are merged, transferred by shared silence. Each does what it does: The sculptures photographed by Javier Hinojosa, exhibit the beautiful wiper in the depths of the work of sculptor Javier Marin.

platinum, clay, bronze, palladium, shape and give life to bodies, masks, faces uncertain, often representing pain, others, endless. The wide-angle macro and adjust, and capture light and shadows. The photographer taming its goal, it becomes a managed construct realities as they please.

In the presentation, the curator Ana Elena Mallet, says: "The photographer is not only able to see, but also listen. First the silence of the sculptor, then the pieces, and then workshop yours that continues to touch the silence of the observer. They shared silences, establish a chain of creation: the picture depicts the artwork while it becomes an autonomous work of art, the silence is the thread "

Dynamics, aesthetics, evidence, become silent voice in the share of more than 40 photographs that make up the graphical display of the book.

Art Book: Shared Silence
Photographer: Javier Hinojosa
Museo Soumaya



Friday, January 21, 2011

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Photo: Monique
Location: Vicam, Sonora, Mex.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

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Sports and affected birds



Besides the direct impact and obviously the sports facilities are situated in Plaiaundi (floor space, easements and incompatibilities use, inability to complete the restoration project, bad image ...) there is no visible impact but goes unnoticed by diffuse and difficult to measure, not make it any less important.

One such impact is not quantified death regular bird, blinded or disoriented by the lights, flying to collide with the obstacles of facilities (Fences, posts, cages ...). The location of facilities in the heart of the park, inevitably interferes in the internal displacement of birds from a lagoon to another, at low altitude. This phenomenon of birds affected by the combination of bright lights and unmarked obstacles has been described in numerous cities around the globe, as a significant cause of death invisible.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

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life is absurd when you look away ...

curly letters in your thinking, willing to never leave. That letter ever written. Why?: Paulo died, Monica disappeared and life without them is sour crude, empty. Suddenly a journalistic trip dog ears, in Ayacucho, Peru, will print faster than your hollow life.
eyes and pen of the journalist, focusing on poverty, terrorism, mass graves, human rights violations, are subjects of reports, while a photographer, fat, cynical, death without flinching captures , Jasmine, a pregnant girl, looking to sleep with a journalist, after all, your child is the result of rape by a soldier: "Obviously I like to collect love without hope, but that's not what I need right now," says young.
Paulo, epileptic son of the journalist, travels to the deaths of four years of age, an event that transformed the marriage relationship in the worst of the silences.

Interweaving past and present, after the breakup of his marriage, on the day that part Oreja de Perro, Monica leaves a farewell letter in his suitcase. He has the slogan of answer, however, place the wraps, upsets. Corruption of agricultural assistance program in the eighties, it brutalizes: what corruption, what a way to cheat farmers. Where is the truth, to find reconciliation of a country crushed by impunity.
Worst Dog Ear is the silence, forgetfulness and Iván Thays, handles it masterfully:
"Definitely, I can not forget. Me not. I get it. Can I get ?. "
And the memory that never forgets: beating, thirsty, restless, wet memories, scrubs, the flash and never gets dry. The slip with Jasmine, the departure of Monica, the guilt of the dead child: "I know there are lives whose deaths they park at a point between two pages, like flowers dried in a book, but to Paul, my son did not. It was I who I was locked in his death. "
" Some lives are from wave to wave, limited to the same sea, circling around the same side always, ending up beached in the sand like depleted whale , tired of life "
" Other lives are staggered from one sea to another, each with a different depth, indoor climate, his chart, his sea monsters, their animals, their different resorts, its other sea smell.
Perhaps the seas submerged journalist and Monica, were not removed to be shipwrecked on their own destiny, solitude in the company.
Iván Thays leaves no rest to the reader, like a rough sea, endless, shining, we are immersed in Peruvian narrative, full of beauty: "Who would say, the explanation of life in a an electrical manual: When a light is turned off, a light flashes in another world. Yes Someone starts to live while we are in the dark, waiting for our turn to be enlightened. "

Book: A place called Dog Ear
Author: Iván Thays
Editorial: Anagram

Thursday, January 13, 2011

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brent goose (Branta bernicla) in Txingudi

few weeks ago, we see two individuals brent goose (Branta bernicla ) Txingudi the Bay, particularly in Beltzenia (Hendaye) and Itzaberri (Plaiaundi). This is an accidental species, whose appearance is almost always related with leaks of seasoning. Probably the origin of these individuals is the wintering population of the Bay of Arcachon (France), where the species now exceeds 15,000 individuals. In Txingudi Marshes, usually settle isolated individuals or small groups within the subspecies Branta bernicla bernicla . Food requirements of the brent goose, based on foraging in meadows of sea silk ( Zostera sp) and other halophytes, found no positive response Txingudi Marshes.

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Saturday, January 8, 2011

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MOORINGS ...

A friend asked: What was the most beautiful sentence you uttered in 2010: "You give me reason to live ... "

Location: Rio Papaloapan
Photo: Monique Camus



Wednesday, January 5, 2011

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A note on feeding behavior in passerines


is known that the energy used comes from the food birds ingested and the same is intended or used for different purposes:


  • maintain body temperature (endothermy).

  • maintain proper body structures.

  • digestion.

  • movement (diving, flying, etc ...).

  • development and growth.

addition

unequal energy from food, it should be noted that the size of the bird plays an important role as regards the trophic requirements of the species in question. The larger the size of a bird, the greater the need for food, since metabolic activity is higher and maintenance of body structures requires it (for example, replacement of feathers). However, it is known that trophic requirements of the species descend in proportion to increase the size of the bird. This perfectly explains the constant search for food in winter by many passerines. Studies found that use about 90-95% of their time to the task of finding food.


The above described were clearly observed during these days in the marshes Txingudi. Titmice, chickadees, myths, robins, thrushes, blackbirds, finches, goldfinches, finches, Lugano, etc ... exclusively dedicated to food (Mainly seeds because a food is energetically very profitable).

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Monday, January 3, 2011

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"MEET THE SOLITUDE A SEPARATE COMPANY WHO: SUMMER FLIGHT

reproduce this post, was the first book of Albert Camus, who died 50 years ago. Through him, I come back to you after four months of absence, but not to forget .

was late afternoon. My light footsteps, unhurried in a city street leading to hurry Donceles, known for its libraries in the City That old habit of visiting in the search reconnect with favorite authors, discover first editions, savoring the smell of stored, there remains no limits. This all makes sense. All have color. It takes little greatness. Without looking, I waited: Eco, Malraux, Dostoevsky, Sepulveda, Guillen, Carpentier, Garro, and in particular one: Camus. I thought I had read all of it and suddenly jump two gems: The reverse and the right and Exile and the kingdom. Never dreaming that that day would be rich, at home, beginning the first:
"It's very simple, this book is there, but in very few units that cost very expensive in bookstores, why will only be read by readers rich? Indeed, why what? "
In his beautiful preface, Albert Camus centering these fibers carry the poor as a tattoo. Back to the childhood he never had been cured, to the secret of light, warm poverty that had helped him to live and overcome everything except death. "Parain Brice said that this book is the best I've ever written. Parain is wrong. For those twenty-two years who are not geniuses barely write. But I understand what is meant by this enemy of art scholar and philosopher of compassion. Means, and he is right, true love there is more awkward in these pages that all who came after. "
Albert Camus wrote the 5 tests Youth meeting in the reverse and the right to age 22 (1935) in his native Algeria in very small print run for years refused to have the book back into print. Twenty years pass or the (42 old), authorizes reprinting and died five years later.
The irony, of Between yes and no, imbued with the soul, love for life and the reverse and the right titles are unique spring that feeds life-what is and what is said, to which Camus responds: "I know my source is within the setback and right in this world of poverty and the light in which I lived so long and whose memory still protects me against the dangers that threaten every artist, resentment and contentment. First poverty never seemed a misfortune: the light it shed on their wealth. Misery kept me from believing that everything is good in the sun and history, the sun showed me that history is everything "That
heavy heart, eager to live, to feel, in rebellion against the mortal world order, endowed with a sensibility humble, acknowledged in the reverse and the law: "I can assure you that among my many weaknesses, the defect was never more prevalent among the world envy. This immunity is the must, above all, my people, which lacked almost everything and almost anything he envied. Enough silence, reserve, natural pride and sparing of the family who could scarcely read, for me, at that time, the higher lessons, those that last forever "

remember in his last book (The First Man) autobiography, recalls her grandmother its axis forming life and also his mother isolated deafness, difficulty in speech, washing floors on her knees, by dint of being deprived of hope, lost all resentment. Camus grew up in poverty bare as death, a poor man. In His words: "Poverty is not chosen, but it can remain"

The picture of poverty in which children lived in the Algerian-French, always comes back without rest: POVERTY WITH ODOR A SILENCE.
In the reverse and the right, reminiscent of the ailing grandmother who was paralyzed on the right side. It only remained in this world one half of his person, while the other he was already employed. What do you care about the suffering of an old man who is full of life? At the end of life, old age makes us turned into nausea. Everything will lead to not listen to us.

always moves me Albert Camus. I'm fragile landscape of poverty is not unknown to me.

agree with Camus, I do not possess. From what I have and always gives me without having looked, I can not keep anything. I'm greedy that liberty which vanishes as soon as a real excess. I like naked things, doors and windows open and house the only thing of value that I keep are my books ....

lover of life and at the same time the horror of it, a terrible emptiness, an indifference that hurts, always accompanied abroad more existentialist, but it is certain that the truth, never, never, was a Foreign.


Book: The reverse and the right
Author: Albert Camus
Editorial: Alianza Editorial

Camus and their children.

a day like today ( January 4, 1960 ), writer, journalist and Algerian-French playwright, dies. Camus often told his friends that there was nothing more shocking than the death of a child and nothing more absurd than to die in a car accident.
One of the most complete biographies of French, is the writer and journalist Olivier Todd, entitled "Albert Camus, a life." It recounts the final minutes of Camus:
-Beware , only I'm eight days and there is still much to do. Travelers, Anne, Michael, Janine Gallimard, his dog and Albert get in the car. In the trunk, among other things, is the manuscript of "THE FIRST MAN." A fifteen miles of Sens, on the National sur.Yonne 5 between Champigny and Villeneuve-la-Guyader, the car after a lurch, it leaves the road, crashed into a tree and split. Michael is seriously injured, Janine has escaped, Anne too. The dog disappears. Albert Camus died on the spot. In a field, the dashboard clock was stopped at 13:55 hours.
According to Dr. Lehmann, Camus, his lungs too damaged with tuberculosis, would not have been older. As the philosopher Jean Paul Sartre said: "He and I were fought, a fight is nothing, although one never again be with the other-just another way of living together" His well-known rivalry, but if something had Camus, in human terms, was more transparent or honest than Sartre.