Monday, August 31, 2009
Quality Time
Last weekend my son and I spent some nice time in Antigua, we were at Casa Encantada a small and beautiful hotel. We walked a lot and visited a museum, a toy store, a book store, a music store, a candy store, handcrafts shops, coffee shops, restaurants, other hotels, parks, several ruins of colonial churches, also we saw a procesiĆ³n and at the end I almost died incapable of following the kid's path. We will really remember this journey.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Misty Morning Ride
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Casa Original
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Spirit of Place
One of the best photography workshops I ever was into is about to happen again, if you are seeking to expand your artistic and creative horizons with less emphasis on technique and more on increasing visual awareness of the surrounding world this workshop is for you, but hurry, the class limit is only 12.
Learn more at: vqphoto.com
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Toy Cadillac
Monday, August 24, 2009
Dark Side of The Moon
Many years ago I told a friend;
"this record should be in every home",
I still think the same.
Also this song makes a perfect match with the post
The Most Luxury Thing
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Tropic of Capricorn
The Rippingtons is one of my preferred smooth jazz bands, although they have been playing with several five star jazz musicians, the line up of this videoclip is one of my favorite. I have good memories from their Sarasota (1993) and Antigua (2003) concerts and hope see them again in the future. Have a good time watching this clip. Thank you Tony for the link, the percussion solo is fabulous.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Into The Wild
Lurking the internet I found this funny story about a trip to the city of El Mirador, one of the most enigmatic sites in the world, here is the link to Into the Wild, and more in NatGeo's Beyond Apocalypto.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Salvadorean Young Master
Walter Iraheta is one of the most prolific contemporaneous artist from El Salvador, his drawings, paintings, installations and photographs have achieve excellent opinions among collectors, regional biennales, galleries, art critics and curators. This mixed media drawing is a good example of the outstanding quality of his work.
See more at walterio.com
Friday, August 14, 2009
Maya Market
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
The Most Luxury Thing
Time for the one you love.
Time to share with your friends.
Time for you imagination to fly.
Time to find harmony.
Time for doing exactly what you want.
Time is one of the few things money can't buy
so let's go and take it today
because it will never come back.
Time to share with your friends.
Time for you imagination to fly.
Time to find harmony.
Time for doing exactly what you want.
Time is one of the few things money can't buy
so let's go and take it today
because it will never come back.
Monday, August 10, 2009
ABC
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Friday, August 7, 2009
Nicaraguan Coffee
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Minutos
Sometimes I feel the impulsive wish of doing something, that impulse drove me to post this song on the blog, I know that I have been posting a lot of them lately but....always one have to do what one really want to do, a little happiness secret. This song from the AntigĆ¼eƱo Ricardo Arjona. Watch videoclip.
El reloj de pared
Anunciando las 6:23.
El pasado con sed,
Y el presente es un atleta sin pies.
Ya son las 6:43
Y el cadĆ”ver del minuto que pasĆ³,
Me dice asĆ se vive aquĆ te guste o no.
Y la nostalgia pone casa en mi cabeza,
Y dan las 6 con 50.
Quien te dijo que yo
Era el sueƱo que soƱaste una vez,
Quien dijo que tĆŗ
VoltearĆas mi futuro al revĆ©s,
Ya son las 7:16,
Y el cadĆ”ver del minuto que pasĆ³,
Me dice tu estrategia te arruinĆ³,
No queda mƔs que ir aprendiendo a vivir SOLO,
Si te quedan agallas.
La casa no es otra cosa,
Que un cementerio de historias,
Enterradas en fosas,
Que algunos llaman memorias.
Minutos, como sal en la herida,
Se me pasa la vida,
Gastando el reloj,
Minutos, son la morgue del tiempo,
CadƔveres de momentos,
Que no vuelven jamƔs,
No hay reloj que de vuelta hacia atrƔs.
Como duele gastar,
El instante en el que tu ya no estas,
Como cuesta luchar
Con las cosas que no vuelven mas,
Ya son las 9:23
Y el cadĆ”ver del minuto que pasĆ³,
Se burla de mis ganas de besar
La foto que dejaste puesta en el burĆ³,
Mi soledad es tu venganza,
El ministerio del tiempo,
Puso sede en mi almohada,
AhĆ te encuentro a momentos
Aunque no sirve de nada.
Minutos, como sal en la herida,
Se me pasa la vida,
Gastando el reloj,
Minutos, son la morgue del tiempo,
CadƔveres de momentos,
Que no vuelven jamƔs,
No hay reloj que de vuelta hacia atrƔs.
Minutos que se burlan de mi
Minutos como furia del mar
Minutos pasajeros de un tren que no va a ningĆŗn lugar
Minutos como lluvia de sal
Minutos como fuego en la piel
Minutos forasteros que vienen y se van sin decir
Minutos que me duelen sin tĆ
Minutos que no pagan pensiĆ³n
Minutos que al morir formaran el batallĆ³n del ayer
Minutos que se roban la luz
Minutos que me oxidan la fe
Minutos inquilinos del tiempo mientras puedan durar
Minutos que disfrutan morir
Minutos que no tienen lugar
Minutos que se estrellan en mi....son Kamikazes de Dios.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Piano Lesson
Today my piano teacher gave me a new assignment; to learn and play the composition GymnopĆ©die NĀŗ1 by French composer Erik Satie, I fell in love with this piece after listen its first chords, I hope you too.
Production Date
Not many coffee roasters do this but we always place the date when our P11 coffee is packed, thus our costumers have information about the freshness of the coffee they are buying. At the label above you can learn that this can was packed the past 31th of July and is good until June of 2010.
Monday, August 3, 2009
Imprescindible VIII
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