tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194612482011-04-21T16:41:22.872-07:00ana marrerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08915858259268839035noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19461248.post-72722715340663901502007-04-21T10:31:00.000-07:002007-04-21T10:40:28.507-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zRfp6LiiyyU/RipMg22IsLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uyOSbp8Vg04/s1600-h/28-NOV-2006+198.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055937659038904498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zRfp6LiiyyU/RipMg22IsLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uyOSbp8Vg04/s320/28-NOV-2006+198.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19461248-7272271534066390150?l=sinamorysinpiedad.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ana marrerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08915858259268839035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19461248.post-1155219247281559652006-08-10T07:12:00.000-07:002006-08-10T07:14:07.283-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/1926/1600/2cocineros.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/1926/320/2cocineros.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19461248-115521924728155965?l=sinamorysinpiedad.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ana marrerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08915858259268839035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19461248.post-1155218747449306572006-08-10T07:04:00.000-07:002006-08-10T07:05:47.450-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/1926/1600/en%20la%20cocina.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/1926/320/en%20la%20cocina.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19461248-115521874744930657?l=sinamorysinpiedad.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ana marrerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08915858259268839035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19461248.post-1155218454090871032006-08-10T06:56:00.000-07:002006-08-10T07:00:54.090-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/1926/1600/sardinar.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/1926/320/sardinar.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19461248-115521845409087103?l=sinamorysinpiedad.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ana marrerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08915858259268839035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19461248.post-1155218125003701392006-08-10T06:53:00.000-07:002006-08-10T06:55:25.003-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/1926/1600/unpezrojo.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/1926/320/unpezrojo.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19461248-115521812500370139?l=sinamorysinpiedad.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ana marrerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08915858259268839035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19461248.post-1155217914155672812006-08-10T06:48:00.000-07:002006-08-10T06:51:54.156-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/1926/1600/unpocodetodo.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/1926/320/unpocodetodo.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19461248-115521791415567281?l=sinamorysinpiedad.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ana marrerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08915858259268839035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19461248.post-1155217482801153362006-08-10T06:44:00.000-07:002006-08-10T06:46:52.540-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/1926/1600/10euros.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4929/1926/320/10euros.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19461248-115521748280115336?l=sinamorysinpiedad.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ana marrerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08915858259268839035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19461248.post-1146998992659086172006-05-07T03:39:00.000-07:002006-05-07T03:49:52.673-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5177/1926/1600/4historias.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5177/1926/320/4historias.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19461248-114699899265908617?l=sinamorysinpiedad.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ana marrerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08915858259268839035noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19461248.post-1133382692198086192005-11-30T12:19:00.000-08:002005-12-02T09:59:14.236-08:00<p align="left">No quiero perder mucho tiempo en formalizmos. No me quiero entretener en los manuales de instrucciones. Esto, porque soy muy egoísta y me caracteriza también la tediéz. Probablemente el resultado de esta berborrea mental perjudique a sus más agudos sentidos. Pero <em><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>Sin Amor y Sin Piedad</strong></span></em> ha sido engendrado en el más absurdo estado de ausencia. Dije sí, y quizá era no. Este como otros documentos que populan en la red, se convierte en la excusa perfecta para sentir las teclas entre mis dedos. Aunque creo que lo de las teclas no es lo mío. Sólo quiero ver, retrarar, capturar y transmitir. Imágenes más que imágenes. Es extraño, pero ahora y casi siempre estoy en silencio. No me interesa decir nada. A veces tampoco escucho. Sólo miro y fotografío. Así sea, sólo con mi mente. <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5177/1926/1600/la_lluvia.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5177/1926/400/la_lluvia.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19461248-113338269219808619?l=sinamorysinpiedad.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ana marrerohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08915858259268839035noreply@blogger.com0