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| Date | Fernando 's Text | Rafael 's Text |
| Friday, April 30, 2010 | Transformations | This is the OCCASIONAL PHOTO. It is no longer The Daily Picture |
| Monday, March 01, 2010 | We should not let a day pass by without asking ourselves where do we come from and where are we going to. | Ufonauts |
| Monday, February 22, 2010 | Only a small sentiment containing great unity, invisible and permanent | Rays and reflections |
| Saturday, February 20, 2010 | A relaxed life | Pelican |
| Friday, February 19, 2010 | A warm reception to a bizarre encounter | Cowboys at the Presidential palace. Chile |
| Thursday, February 18, 2010 | Above everything and at the same time being part of the whole in perfect balance | Juan |
| Wednesday, February 17, 2010 | If the I could quiet itself like in this picture, we would be in a different mental situation. | Carmela's cell phone |
| Wednesday, February 10, 2010 | For hours I was observed at the same time they observed me | Dani |
| Tuesday, February 09, 2010 | In the simplicity of the rocks we fell united by the profound of what we share | Hermitage |
| Monday, February 08, 2010 | Where progress is taking a nap | 2 a.m. on an argentinian highway near Uspallata. |
| Sunday, February 07, 2010 | The past resist change and the future hides itself in an uncertain fog | Don Julio Inc. |
| Saturday, February 06, 2010 | What we share has a value that surpass all we can achieve individually | Rest |
| Thursday, February 04, 2010 | Special moments shared with friendship and joy | Fernando and Willie. Puente del Inca, Argentina |
| Wednesday, February 03, 2010 | So much to give. So much to receive! | Julian and Ana |
| Tuesday, February 02, 2010 | In an instant of the Universe, what is true could be as real as the sun that shines upon us | The orange cloud |
| Monday, February 01, 2010 | A new era has begun | January 1, 2010 |
| Sunday, January 31, 2010 | Porous reflections | Saturn eating with his children |
| Saturday, January 30, 2010 | The awakening of a new awareness | The World March for Peace and Nonviolence ends in Punta de Vacas |
| Friday, January 29, 2010 | Soft, perfect and profound moments. | Remembering Magritte |
| Thursday, January 28, 2010 | In those reveries of the future, the images grew in joy and simplicity | In the swing |
| Friday, December 25, 2009 | The awakening is getting closer... | Sleeping dragon |
| Wednesday, December 23, 2009 | The Sage of the Andes | Silo and Danny |
| Sunday, December 20, 2009 | All flights start from below | Trio |
| Thursday, December 17, 2009 | When the heights and the direction coincides | Flock |
| Tuesday, December 15, 2009 | Life's density is not an impediment for the spirit | Coming back down from the outpost |
| Monday, December 14, 2009 | Profound intuitions of the future | Mural for Peace. Santiago, Chile |
| Sunday, December 13, 2009 | When I let go I felt something light and luminous manifesting inside me | Balasz Szigeti in Punta de Vacas Park after sunset. |
| Thursday, December 10, 2009 | The bottles, the light, the tree of life and the alphabet | Choca at her house |
| Wednesday, December 09, 2009 | Beauty multiply in the presence of light | Eiffel Tower. Paris |
| Tuesday, December 08, 2009 | The inexplicable contagious effect of joy | Karaoke for Peace. Santiago, Chile |
| Monday, December 07, 2009 | Inspiration flows from the heights | La Paz, Bolivia |
| Friday, December 04, 2009 | And what could we say in those special moments? | Expo Llaikel Moto Gallery |
| Thursday, December 03, 2009 | A far away sound, almost familiar, can bring often forgotten images | Karaoke for peace |
| Wednesday, December 02, 2009 | If everything is within myself I better understand where I am... | Explanations |
| Tuesday, December 01, 2009 | This city has a good name. | Night view of La Paz, Bolivia |
| Monday, November 30, 2009 | Triple convergence | Punta de Vacas Park |
| Sunday, November 29, 2009 | It may be important to distinguish between hope, faith and belief | Dusk near Punta de Vacas |
| Saturday, November 28, 2009 | We are matter and also spirit | Emma |
| Thursday, November 26, 2009 | Sincere thankfulness is at the base of human relations | Forest |
| Wednesday, November 25, 2009 | Studying finger prints | Near Toledo, Spain |
| Tuesday, November 24, 2009 | The spirit is always in need to walk the path... | Claudio |
| Monday, November 23, 2009 | It is good to be amazed every day. | Here the lights are amazing, day and night, the sun and the moon coexist in mysterious ways. |
| Sunday, November 22, 2009 | Searching for peace and its reflection | Marcos |
| Friday, November 20, 2009 | The lonely guardians | Penitentes in May, Argentina |
| Thursday, November 19, 2009 | I ask the best for each one of my loved ones. | Dawn in Uspallata |
| Wednesday, November 18, 2009 | Where poverty is dressed in bright colors | Valparaiso |
| Tuesday, November 17, 2009 | The sun, the moon and the stars | People |
| Monday, November 16, 2009 | Some time in the future, as human species, we will live in peace and dignity. In the meantime we create conditions... | Wall for peace |
| Sunday, November 15, 2009 | A map for many transformations | Notre Dame |
| Saturday, November 14, 2009 | The world exists to be transformed | Wall for peace. Chile |
| Friday, November 13, 2009 | Immortality could go way beyond the objects | Rome. The eternal city |
| Thursday, November 12, 2009 | When contemplating the world I discover an emotional climate linked to objects that I recognized as my very own | Window |
| Wednesday, November 11, 2009 | To enter the sacred place is to create an internal space | Portal |
| Tuesday, November 10, 2009 | Building worlds in our image and likeness... | Double |
| Monday, November 09, 2009 | In the twilight of life, I hope we will be well accompanied | People |
| Sunday, November 08, 2009 | It seems that progress does not help the fishermen | Conversations |
| Saturday, November 07, 2009 | Guardians of human treasures | Madrid |
| Friday, November 06, 2009 | Subtle transparencies of timeless remembrances | Water |
| Thursday, November 05, 2009 | Beauty being perceived can awake what is sacred in our interior | The lawn at El Prado Museum, Spain |
| Wednesday, November 04, 2009 | The heights do not have a measurement in the human being | In the kingdom of light |
| Tuesday, November 03, 2009 | The context is a lot more important than what we think... | Easter celebration in Zamora, Spain |
| Monday, November 02, 2009 | Sometimes I ask myself how can I comprehend luminosity without those shadows that make luminosity unique | Güell Park |
| Sunday, November 01, 2009 | The perspective of the one who looks at the photographer | Eating |
| Saturday, October 31, 2009 | Almost always we look with our eyes and our heart, nevertheless we do not realize it. | People |
| Friday, October 30, 2009 | Nostalgia sweet and tricky caresses memories without a future | The house of my infancy |
| Thursday, October 29, 2009 | Forgetting is as strong as remembering and we do not master either one. | The dark swallows will return... |
| Wednesday, October 28, 2009 | Transparent seriousness without tensions | Kitty |
| Monday, October 26, 2009 | And the word was one with the mind | Captive |
| Sunday, October 25, 2009 | ACTIVE Nonviolence | Experiencie diversity! |
| Saturday, October 24, 2009 | There are more stars and interior worlds than those we believe we know | The magic hour |
| Friday, October 23, 2009 | All life and beauty in an ephemeral whisper of color and light | Spring |
| Thursday, October 22, 2009 | Naive faith is the crucible were illusions are fused | Panoramic view |
| Wednesday, October 21, 2009 | The rusted gears of a mechanical system dying inexorably | Free its force |
| Tuesday, October 20, 2009 | You may live the illusory on this side before crossing the treshold | Sun Gate, Tiwanaku |
| Monday, October 19, 2009 | I can only protect those who ask for protection | Trench |
| Sunday, October 18, 2009 | When the air dress itself in gold and the wind takes his name. | Don Quixote's nightmare |
| Saturday, October 17, 2009 | It is suffering what impedes the most profound expression of the mind | As we went up, he came to greet us and stayed circling over our heads |
| Friday, October 16, 2009 | A wild mixture | Michelangelo's Moses |
| Thursday, October 15, 2009 | The encounter with the complement | Bomarzo. Parco dei Mostri |
| Wednesday, October 14, 2009 | From all the fires, the fire... | Vulcan |
| Tuesday, October 13, 2009 | One of these day I will encounter this calm moment within me | Wild flowers |
| Monday, October 12, 2009 | It is not a coincidence that what is luminous is placed on the heights | Cell at center of torture in Villa Grimaldi, Chile |
| Friday, October 09, 2009 | Manifest center of a suffering past | Cross in Maitencillo, Chile |
| Thursday, October 08, 2009 | There is an internal direction to which I had always adhere | Kites |
| Wednesday, October 07, 2009 | The internal eyes capable of profound looks | Villa Grimaldi, house of torture; now, Park for Peace |
| Tuesday, October 06, 2009 | May the transforming magic touch our souls | Circe |
| Monday, October 05, 2009 | In diversity there is the seed of tolerance and internal and external growth | World March for Peace and Nonviolence |
| Sunday, October 04, 2009 | A dignified cause | Launching of the World March in Santiago, Chile |
| Saturday, October 03, 2009 | All heavens waiting | Carnival in Santiago, Chile to initiate the World March for Peace and Nonviolence. |
| Friday, October 02, 2009 | What was not possible yesterday, today it is... | Rafa de la Rubia, speaking at the launch of the World March in Wellington |
| Thursday, October 01, 2009 | There are no shadows that can challenge what is intentional | Absalon |
| Wednesday, September 30, 2009 | Learning to see | August 30th in Manantiales |
| Monday, September 28, 2009 | The beginning of a very meaningful adventure | Valley of the Moon. Near San Pedro de Atacama, Chile |
| Sunday, September 27, 2009 | To love oneself free is to love oneself | Crossing the street |
| Friday, September 25, 2009 | Human beauty does not cease to amaze me | Youth |
| Thursday, September 24, 2009 | The unstable equilibrium of daily humor | Market |
| Wednesday, September 23, 2009 | Much of what we do it is launched towards the future | It's time to start moving |
| Tuesday, September 22, 2009 | There are certain comprehensions that simply produce an internal conmotion, leaving us speechless | The shadow of a goddess |
| Saturday, September 19, 2009 | The beginning of life | Laura |
| Friday, September 18, 2009 | Well deserved rest | Igor, the oldest dog in Cannes |
| Thursday, September 17, 2009 | We contemplate reflections and shadows in search for meaning | Mario Carvajal exhibition |
| Wednesday, September 16, 2009 | The ones who guard the night | Waiting for the bus |
| Tuesday, September 15, 2009 | Poverty and beliefs under an uncertain sky | Quito, Ecuador |
| Monday, September 14, 2009 | Many attempts to understand how we work internally | Main Plaza, Santiago |
| Saturday, September 12, 2009 | Sudden and profound comprehensions at the light of the sunset | Sunset from Las Campanas hill |
| Friday, September 11, 2009 | The perfume of the night brings silence and depth | Full moon over Manantiales park |
| Thursday, September 10, 2009 | As human beings, we are capable of transforming ourselves without precedents | Sunset at Toledo, Spain |
| Wednesday, September 09, 2009 | One day the human being will walk through a rainbow of options. In the mean time will draw that route according to our possibilities. | Jose Pedro at Tunquén beach |
| Tuesday, September 08, 2009 | We believe we know based on what we see | Girl and bike |
| Monday, September 07, 2009 | There are certain impulses launched from the future | Tupungato volcano. Taken from a chopper about 900 ft over Punta de Vacas Park |
| Sunday, September 06, 2009 | We must build with force and dedication | From Manantiales looking at the Chilcass pass and Coastal mountain range |
| Wednesday, March 04, 2009 | When the shepherd took an ocean break | Surfing Sheep |
| Tuesday, March 03, 2009 | We also march for peace and nonviolence | Milky ocean |
| Monday, March 02, 2009 | At the center the memories danced at the light of dusk | Light circle |
| Sunday, March 01, 2009 | The soft lights of the past are fused into my future. | Nostalgia |
| Thursday, February 05, 2009 | Many times we only see what we already know what to see | Sleeping Dragon |
| Thursday, January 22, 2009 | I observe myself observing in another time and place | Random Select Exhibition |
| Wednesday, January 21, 2009 | Tasty... | World cake |
| Tuesday, January 20, 2009 | We will ask with joy and intensity | The burning |
| Monday, January 19, 2009 | Poetry touches the cords of what is sacred | Garcilaso de La Vega |
| Sunday, January 18, 2009 | Internal silence dignifies oneself and helps listening to others | Upwards! |
| Saturday, January 17, 2009 | It is easy to lose oneself in the short lived events | The absurd borders |
| Thursday, January 08, 2009 | The luminous eyes of the black bull | The place for the cult of the god Mithra was buried under the construction of St. Clement church on the IV century |
| Wednesday, January 07, 2009 | Instability arrived with the voices of which must be listened to | Nemi lake, where ceremonies to the cult of Diane where held in two big circular vessels destroyed during WWII |
| Tuesday, January 06, 2009 | Traveling starts from the bottom towards the heights | Street in Nemi, Italy |
| Sunday, January 04, 2009 | The consciousness is the giver of meaning... | True, without error, certain and most true. That which is below is as that which is above, and that which is above is as that which is below, to perform the miracles of the one thing. (from "The Emerald Tablet", Hermes Trismegistus, The Kybalion) |
| Saturday, January 03, 2009 | Homegeneity | At the Queen Sofia Museum plaza in Madrid |
| Friday, January 02, 2009 | The white exterior purity, little has to do with the human interiority | Human statue in Florence |
| Thursday, January 01, 2009 | With our best wishes for a world of peace and non-violence in 2009 | Moon over an electric sky |
| Wednesday, December 24, 2008 | Symbols aiming to the heights | Italy |
| Tuesday, December 23, 2008 | Inspiration breath the rhythm of life | Neptune fountain in Florence |
| Monday, December 22, 2008 | We are not unique and neither we are alone | Art Theater, Madrid |
| Saturday, December 20, 2008 | All I go on discovering tells me of a warm and kind future | Marta and Tania |
| Sunday, December 14, 2008 | The best wishes for wellbeing for you... | Rosario |
| Saturday, December 13, 2008 | ..and one unexpected day the representatives of the law and order protested against that same order that no longer represented them...daydreams. | Protest in Chile |
| Friday, December 12, 2008 | Hierarchies | Building |
| Thursday, December 11, 2008 | Evolving? | Government Headquarters, Chile |
| Wednesday, December 10, 2008 | Abandonment | Park |
| Tuesday, December 09, 2008 | An imperceptible dialog | Parque Forestal, Chile |
| Monday, December 08, 2008 | We only see as far as our eyes allow | Art Expo |
| Sunday, December 07, 2008 | If governments truly represent us, there will be no need for represion | Protest |
| Saturday, December 06, 2008 | If we could understand what we fear, we will understand everything. | Greece Avenue, Chile |
| Friday, December 05, 2008 | Life grows in minutes forged with joyful moments | Audience |
| Thursday, December 04, 2008 | Old landscapes without soul nor hope | Intel, Chile |
| Wednesday, December 03, 2008 | A glorious afternoon vanished in the mist of dusk. I did not know how to see the dawn... | Cristian testing a window in the old jail at Valparaiso |
| Tuesday, December 02, 2008 | Aspiring the entire future in one breath of joy and gratefulness | Valley of the moon |
| Monday, December 01, 2008 | Not always is so important where the days are counted... | The future as a window on the wall of a jail in Valparaiso |
| Sunday, November 30, 2008 | In the calm morning with slow waves entangled in dreams came the divine word to awake us | Silhouette |
| Saturday, November 29, 2008 | Modern pontificates. | Old and new bridge. Merida, 7:30 PM |
| Friday, November 28, 2008 | I walk sometimes blind in timid mornings that give glimpses of the eternal. | Day of the woman. Maria Tupper's painting. Janette Marin dancing piece |
| Thursday, November 27, 2008 | Between lights and colors we express ourselves and we learn | Dancing |
| Wednesday, November 26, 2008 | The future is joyful and inprudent | Demonstration in favor of Peace in Chile |
| Tuesday, November 25, 2008 | The cry for a world without wars will be heard in all continents | Sacred Family, Barcelona |
| Monday, November 24, 2008 | Heights are boundless, regardless of the dictates of our senses | Barcelona |
| Sunday, November 23, 2008 | From all the daily stupidities, the biggest one is the war. | Chile demands: No to War! |
| Wednesday, November 19, 2008 | At times, joy had left me speechless | Through the Park roads |
| Tuesday, November 18, 2008 | We must believe in order to see... | Evening at Punta de Vacas Park |
| Sunday, November 16, 2008 | Raising awareness and creating conditions for the future peace | Launching the World March in Punta de Vacas |
| Saturday, November 15, 2008 | First International Symposium about Ethics in Knowledge | Center of Studies. Punta de Vacas Park |
| Thursday, November 13, 2008 | The sacred energy of symbols | A woman and child at the fountain |
| Wednesday, November 12, 2008 | On the threshold all is allowed | Shrine 12 |
| Tuesday, November 11, 2008 | A universe is forming | Morning bath |
| Monday, November 10, 2008 | I am so tired of buying... | Advertising |
| Sunday, November 09, 2008 | The gravity center is made of many a small comprehension | Chilean volcano |
| Saturday, November 08, 2008 | The nimble feet of joy | Dance |
| Friday, November 07, 2008 | Apparent center from the dark past | La Paz, Bolivia |
| Thursday, November 06, 2008 | Walls born in harmony with the universe | Tiahuanaco |
| Wednesday, November 05, 2008 | What are we hiding that we choose not to show? | Water Princess |
| Tuesday, November 04, 2008 | Profound expression, effortless smile. | Los Cerros, Chile |
| Monday, November 03, 2008 | I was surprised by the raw beauty of what is infinite in time and space. | Shrine 10 |
| Sunday, November 02, 2008 | Sacred places also have its own internal space | Andes |
| Saturday, November 01, 2008 | Another type of reflection | Seagulls and little seagulls at home |
| Thursday, October 30, 2008 | Illusion keep us alive but not awake. | A very rare picture of the Bolt family, with grandma still alive and Bolton Jr. just out of jail. |
| Wednesday, October 29, 2008 | Contradiction inverts life. | Hey! you are going the wrong way!!! |
| Tuesday, October 28, 2008 | Many roads we have walked and many more still to walk | Umbrellas in Pompei |
| Monday, October 27, 2008 | From the beginning it was present in the human consciousness. | Dance of the fire |
| Sunday, October 26, 2008 | Reflections | Silo glances at book produced by kids in Chile about his ideas |
| Saturday, October 25, 2008 | The night elevates and gather intentions that became realities. | Burning of askings |
| Friday, October 24, 2008 | Constructions made at a human level | Spring at Manantiales Park |
| Thursday, October 23, 2008 | In my dreams I have seen the world from the heights | Montevideo shoreline |
| Wednesday, October 22, 2008 | After all, perspective is only an optical illusion, but it is worth having it. | Welcome aboard |
| Tuesday, October 21, 2008 | The poet had a dream with a primordial beast | Black Bull Mount |
| Monday, October 20, 2008 | Where the past, present and future can be observed | The Lookout |
| Sunday, October 19, 2008 | The flight of the featherly snake | Aztec Dance |
| Saturday, October 18, 2008 | The failure of a dream open the gates to a warm human reality | Valparaiso, Chile |
| Friday, October 17, 2008 | I do not struggle to be free while I cling to the belief that I am already free... | Gigantic billboard. Santiago, Chile. |
| Thursday, October 16, 2008 | ...where the dead have a better standard of living. | Valparaiso cemetery |
| Wednesday, October 15, 2008 | The future has the taste of joy | Girls in Caucaia Park, Brazil |
| Tuesday, October 14, 2008 | Kindly waiting | Men |
| Monday, October 13, 2008 | Everything grows in simultaneous and unpredictable form. Not always the way we wish | Leaning guard of Pisa |
| Sunday, October 12, 2008 | In details I go building my comprehensions | Fire |
| Saturday, October 11, 2008 | Sometimes I hear a clear voice inside me that rarely is wrong | Moon over El Plomo Hill in Santiago |
| Friday, October 10, 2008 | Each line an each joint weaved with a patience that defeats survival | Spring arrives in a Buenos Aires street |
| Thursday, October 09, 2008 | Is that internal space the one we wish | Toledo's hall while in construction |
| Wednesday, October 08, 2008 | Children hearts | More captive beauties |
| Tuesday, October 07, 2008 | From frozen cracks and dark mornings life advances towards a luminous evening | Captive beauty |
| Monday, October 06, 2008 | The tent of the power of God. Free entrance...(Interesting..) | Bolivia |
| Sunday, October 05, 2008 | We miss the light transparency of those moments in which everything floats in unison with our beings | Maipo region in Chile |
| Saturday, October 04, 2008 | Growing happiness of friendship with one self | El Volcan, Chile |
| Friday, October 03, 2008 | The human spiral of the new times | Day of Non-violence in Santiago |
| Thursday, October 02, 2008 | Convergence of landscapes | Spring in Manantiales |
| Wednesday, October 01, 2008 | For brief moments I have reached such heights and I keep them as spiritual treasures. | Andes valleys |
| Tuesday, September 30, 2008 | I have seen the giant's footprints marching towards the future | Pine trees and more pine trees. Nothing else will grow in a long time |
| Monday, September 29, 2008 | Askings from the human heart will elevate above the cities. | Aerial view of a neighborhood in Santiago |
| Sunday, September 28, 2008 | Eternal worries about the skin | Vaticano |
| Saturday, September 27, 2008 | Sleeping in the hope of a future | Rome |
| Friday, September 26, 2008 | Eyes transmit more than what they see. | Sasha and Paola in Barcelona |
| Thursday, September 25, 2008 | We found each other on the road | I am going |
| Wednesday, September 24, 2008 | Beauty does not recognize usefulness | Butterfly |
| Tuesday, September 23, 2008 | We should treat them kindly... | Bomarzo's dragon |
| Monday, September 22, 2008 | When I inhale deeply, the light enters through the cracks of the soul | Light |
| Sunday, September 21, 2008 | The stone sentinel gets ready for spring. | Aconcagua from the South |
| Friday, September 19, 2008 | We will ask for the wellbeing of those in need | Carahue, Chile with full moon |
| Thursday, September 18, 2008 | Much beauty exists in the object perceived as well as in the one who looks at it | Puerto Saavedra, Chile |
| Wednesday, September 17, 2008 | The true foundations of civilizations | Tommy visiting people |
| Monday, September 15, 2008 | Many intentions are aimed to the heights of our comprehension. | Fountain with red fish |
| Sunday, September 14, 2008 | The eternal spiritual union | Roof and Moon, Sagrada Familia, Chile |
| Friday, September 12, 2008 | From the center expanding itself outwards | Spiral case |
| Thursday, September 11, 2008 | Our destiny is above the stars, but never so far from the human heart. | Inauguration of Caucaia Park |
| Wednesday, September 10, 2008 | The fountain of life grew with the lanscape | Caucaia Park. Fountain |
| Tuesday, September 09, 2008 | The beginning of a new human era | Caucaia Park, Brazil |
| Tuesday, September 02, 2008 | The hidden city | Manantiales |
| Wednesday, August 13, 2008 | We will march towards the future | Tupungato |
| Tuesday, July 01, 2008 | They exist and live among us | Children |
| Sunday, June 01, 2008 | First and last impresions | Closeness |
| Sunday, May 11, 2008 | Many times we see what already had vanished... | Light for sale. Santiago, Chile |
| Saturday, May 10, 2008 | We prepare ourselves for the best... | Vamps |
| Thursday, May 08, 2008 | After examining in depth the floor in which she found herself, she decided to fly. | Bee |
| Tuesday, May 06, 2008 | In earth and fire tones, the soft words reached the hearts of the people | Gaudi's balcony |
| Monday, May 05, 2008 | The joy came from within and I got surprised because it did not correspond to any external stimuli. | Citroen 2CV. Last for ever. Saladillo. Andes mountains |
| Tuesday, April 29, 2008 | A big heart full of harmonious words and profound intimations | Patricia. Valle del Encanto, Chile |
| Thursday, April 24, 2008 | The instable equilibrium was hard to conceive and easy to experience | Dolls |
| Wednesday, April 23, 2008 | The enthusiasm flourished from a spring of unity and wisdom. | Skeleton of the railroad from Santiago to Mendoza. Las Cuevas, Argentina. |
| Sunday, April 13, 2008 | An thus the future await us | Starred sky over Punta de Vacas Park |
| Wednesday, April 09, 2008 | The lights of dawn were breathing incandescent | Loa River in the north of Chile |
| Monday, April 07, 2008 | What is essential was always present with us. | Good old friends. Salut Jean, Paul and Pepe! |
| Thursday, April 03, 2008 | In order to seduce, simplicity dressed up as a mystery | Condor over Manantiales Park |
| Wednesday, April 02, 2008 | After all, it is a matter of perspective... | Weeping willows |
| Tuesday, April 01, 2008 | To ask twice enlightens more | Dad, where do we come from? where do we go? |
| Monday, March 31, 2008 | Soft and profund | Dad, where do we go? where do we come from? |
| Sunday, March 30, 2008 | Is the flight over difficulties the one that elevate us | How sad this little fish looks dead in the sand. Tunquen, Chile |
| Saturday, March 29, 2008 | The voids are full of meaning | Falcon and sea breeze. Jorge Huneeus deck in Tunquen, Chile. |
| Sunday, March 23, 2008 | All the beauty of the landscape waiting to be enjoyed | The bridge of the Inca at the border between Argentina and Chile |
| Saturday, March 22, 2008 | Beginning the fall in the other hemisphere | Homage to the women of the world |
| Thursday, March 20, 2008 | The spring arrived | And more |
| Monday, March 17, 2008 | The search has a thousand meanings | More |
| Sunday, March 16, 2008 | The consequences of violence extend themselves through time | University of Buenos Aires campus |
| Friday, March 14, 2008 | We still have a lot to learn | Mask workshop with immigrant children. Santiago |
| Thursday, March 13, 2008 | Where do we come from? Were are we going? | Day of the woman. La Kuneta collective. Santiago |
| Wednesday, March 12, 2008 | The days vanished in the hope for that moment that was not able to arrive | Instant money or instant waste of money. Main plaza, Santiago. |
| Tuesday, March 11, 2008 | Many searches end up in its origins | Spilled milk. Book shelve at my mothers house |
| Monday, March 10, 2008 | A melodious and soft music wraps the memories of the future. | Aurora borealis in the inside of a rock |
| Sunday, March 09, 2008 | The bigger the not so better. | Gulliver, Gulliver, wherefore art thou Gulliver?. Plaza Italia, 2:00 pm |
| Saturday, March 08, 2008 | I have felt sometimes I am very close to myself.I am thankful | Morning sun over Aconcagua mountain |
| Friday, March 07, 2008 | We were able to dream with the most ancient structures in the planet and they had the flavor of the sacred | Dawn at the top of Aconcagua mountain. |
| Wednesday, March 05, 2008 | Softness weaved her suggesting and intoxicating web, talking in low tones, quietly and deeply | Uff! House development near Malloco, Chile |
| Monday, March 03, 2008 | We also evolve, but slowly... | It is not a religious mantis, I believe she is agnostic. |
| Sunday, March 02, 2008 | And to think that inside each one of them a human heart beats... | Low tide at metro station |
| Saturday, March 01, 2008 | The subtle failures of a broken illusion enchant the road towards a mature hope. | Do not feel you are alone in your city |
| Thursday, February 28, 2008 | Between what we see and what we imagine sometimes there is little difference | A clue: It is not a detail of a painting by Brueghel. |
| Monday, February 18, 2008 | We can be very useful without great knowledge. | Jorge and Nieves from the Good Food Factory in Santiago, Chile |
| Thursday, February 14, 2008 | The road back is the exact same road but the perception of it is totally different | Smiling danger |
| Wednesday, February 13, 2008 | The art to learn without instructions. | Horrible translation to Spanish. |
| Sunday, February 10, 2008 | Waiting for better moments... | Dead car |
| Saturday, February 09, 2008 | On the road there are only tracks and no signals | Justino |
| Thursday, February 07, 2008 | Human city of the future | Punta de Vacas Park |
| Wednesday, February 06, 2008 | The flight carried the song of awakening | Punta de Vacas |
| Tuesday, February 05, 2008 | Humility bursted bending miseries, stealing the sun a warmth awe. | Dawn at Parque Punta de Vacas. 7:00 AM |
| Monday, February 04, 2008 | The sacred was not on the objects but rather in the relationship she established with the objectal world. | Patricia at the Punta de Vacas lookout, midnight. |
| Thursday, January 24, 2008 | Blind goes on developing the spirit until it reaches the light of the guide. | A friend of Jorge Hunneus. |
| Thursday, January 17, 2008 | In the wings of truth, many dawns will cover the horizon. | Searching for something at the beach in Algarrobo |
| Monday, January 14, 2008 | Icons of the moment. Flea Market Main Station, Santiago | Hallucinating synchretism |
| Tuesday, December 25, 2007 | There is so much work we have done for the future without even realizing its importance. | Hugo Chavez bodyguard during a key moment of his speech. |
| Monday, December 24, 2007 | Happy Holidays. Peace, Force and Joy! | Elevator in Metro Grecia, Santiago |
| Wednesday, December 19, 2007 | Navigating the imagination we arrived to a deserted island in the middle of reality. | Christine, so serious and so pristine. Campomar, V Region, Chile |
| Tuesday, December 18, 2007 | We traveled for a long time from the center of life until reaching the edge of the solar system. | Heart of a flower. La Boca, Tunquen, Chile. |
| Sunday, December 16, 2007 | In their lines, in their profound grooves they carry the millenarian knowledge | A true elder s council. Sculpture of Marta Lucas |
| Saturday, December 15, 2007 | In the dark caverns of your quiet thoughts I have felt your essence and depth... | There are those who doodle while we talk on the phone and there is Esteban Boasso who instead makes Venuses out of clay, a dozen of them in an hour... |
| Friday, December 14, 2007 | The laborers of the universe thread structures of compassion and hope. | Santiago continues to grow up into the heights. Would it be a Babel tower one day falling into pieces? |
| Thursday, December 13, 2007 | All the far away and close by lands exist in our interior waiting to be visited. | View from Pichincha hill in Quito, Ecuador. |
| Wednesday, December 12, 2007 | Many times I had felt I almost can talk with them... | Yako, southener dog. Great company when climbing hills. |
| Sunday, December 09, 2007 | Imperceptible sentiments growing at a rhytm of a biology both magical and incomprehensible. | Galileo clings to life and his convictions after being runned over by a Fiat and attacked by a boxer. |
| Thursday, December 06, 2007 | The great planes near the heights were the eternal kisses the human | Shaman Lucas and his gaze of one thousand years |
| Wednesday, December 05, 2007 | It is a drop, a mermaids tear in the mathematical ocean of the form | From Arica to la Paz |
| Tuesday, December 04, 2007 | A luminous sphere of wellbeing for Bolivia | Tomas talks about the situation in Latin America |
| Sunday, December 02, 2007 | We have to imagine a better world as soon as possible. | Evo and Tomas talk on stage. |
| Saturday, December 01, 2007 | I have asked to see the entrance... | In front of the stone guardian... |
| Friday, November 30, 2007 | With the back to the past attempting to guess the future | Street in La Paz |
| Thursday, November 29, 2007 | I contemplate in silence a thousands year old culture... | Central figure in the Sun Gate, probably Wiracocha that according to the oral tradition, after a deluge, left Titicaca waters in order to rebuild the world |
| Wednesday, November 28, 2007 | Latin American Forum in La Paz, Bolivia | March in support of Evo Morales, El Alto de Potosi, La Paz |
| Monday, November 26, 2007 | Sometimes the dreams of a country could do more than technological progress. | Eusebia and Gloria. Council members of Tiawanaco. Guardians of ancestral treasures. |
| Sunday, November 25, 2007 | Sacred places also have a deep and sincere voice. | La Paz, Bolivia. Pure poetry. |
| Saturday, November 24, 2007 | Non-violent action carries in itself the seed of the future | Sunset in Providencia, Santiago |
| Friday, November 23, 2007 | When fear yielded to curiosity, he knew that his destiny was among the stars that softly shinned their light into his enormous discovery. | ...in reality. |
| Thursday, November 22, 2007 | Time stood still, tired of running through infinite spaces. A brief pause to catch its breath... | At 4,500 meters above sea level, what is "real" is absolutely relative. Excuse me for the paradox. Entereing Bolivia through Arica |
| Wednesday, November 21, 2007 | The body only sets the natural limits | Desertic neo renaissance at the Pica Plaza. Atacama desert |
| Tuesday, November 20, 2007 | Whithout a doubt, coherence between the thoughts, feelings and actions generates internal unity. | Running with precise parameters |
| Monday, November 19, 2007 | We walked in silence for a long time, since the words without name were the ones we listened within ourselves | Old men in Quito plaza |
| Sunday, November 18, 2007 | The best money is the one ones make... | Miguel Salinas and Carmela. Mahuida Park, Chile |
| Saturday, November 17, 2007 | Long shadows in dying evenings confuse my senses and strengthen my searches | Lost and found loves. Republic Plaza, Florence, Italy. |
| Thursday, November 15, 2007 | The gods came from the high spaces within the human being | Pantheon dome. Temple of all gods, Rome. |
| Wednesday, November 14, 2007 | The faster I travel, the farthest my destiny extends itself. | Parallel and more parallel lines. Train station in Termini, Rome |
| Tuesday, November 13, 2007 | All the reconciliations made a tapestry of unity in the depths of my being | The arch and the arrow under the sky of Umbria |
| Monday, November 12, 2007 | Intentions fly over the objectal world | Multiple colors and shields at the Peoples Summit. National stadium, Santiago, Nov. 10, 2007 |
| Saturday, November 10, 2007 | By avoiding her fears she lost the opportunity to understand her own destiny | Sculptor and muralist Daniel Zimmermann in his studio. San Telmo, 10:00 PM |
| Thursday, November 08, 2007 | Generally secrets are what we all know without admitting it | The only corner left not beveled in Buenos Aires. San Telmo 9:00 PM |
| Wednesday, November 07, 2007 | The heights are not as relative as logic dictates. | Syra a bit hungry. Puente del Inca, Argentina at 4:30 PM |
| Sunday, November 04, 2007 | Every transforming action comes back softly with the breeze of what is unitive | Man laying inside a church |
| Saturday, November 03, 2007 | Many causes, many heroes, many blood spilled in the names that get forgotten. The true causes are within us. | Man laying outside of a church |
| Friday, November 02, 2007 | We advance whitout knowing towards a grand and luminous destiny. | Police woman looking like made of fiberglass, refuse to reason. Protest in Callao street, Buenos Aires |
| Thursday, November 01, 2007 | Life extends beyond what we see and perceive | Michael tries to reason with a fiber glass police who refuse to listen |
| Wednesday, October 31, 2007 | From far away and from the depths, the Guides answered the call... | Clouds in spiral formation over Punta de Vacas |
| Tuesday, October 30, 2007 | Creation is a living phenomenon | Helio in a circle of light |
| Monday, October 29, 2007 | All beginnings are bitter sweet and intense. | Enough of Neanderthals! Launching of the book "End of Prehistory" by Tomas Hirsch at the book fair in Santiago. |
| Wednesday, October 24, 2007 | In the wings of a pleasure not chased, humanity evolves | Angels in a public phone in Corrientes Avenue. |
| Tuesday, October 23, 2007 | In the wings of non violence humanity flies towards the future. | Angels in a balcony in Corrientes Avenue. |
| Monday, October 22, 2007 | We must do what we want to do without contradictions and without expectations. | Gardel invites but the market does not respond. Caminito, Buenos Aires. |
| Sunday, October 21, 2007 | Peace will come through education illuminating brains and hearts...(Pablo P) | Hallucinating brains at Villa 21 |
| Saturday, October 20, 2007 | Time stopped or simply I became immortal for a while... | Who said that work dignify? |
| Friday, October 19, 2007 | The ancient ones elevated the fire for the benefit of humanity. | Finally, a place in which demanding people are not discriminated. |
| Thursday, October 18, 2007 | The human being advances in spite of the difficulties. | So many times I had asked myself: Who am I?. Now I know... |
| Wednesday, October 17, 2007 | There are days in which gratefulness is overwhelming. | Sculptor Ottaviano's backyard in Chacras de Coria, Mendoza |
| Tuesday, October 16, 2007 | An ascending consciousness liberates itself from fear. | A bus stop anticipating other dangers |
| Monday, October 15, 2007 | We could grow in the capacity to be amazed in front of what is coherent and horrified in front of the opposite | Art Collective La Kuneta performance denouncing violence against women |
| Thursday, October 11, 2007 | In these uncertain times we need to love ourselves a lot... | Juan y Juan, el de la derecha modelado por Berta Munizaga |
| Wednesday, October 10, 2007 | The sacred scent of the unitive acts, trembled the ambiance with its fragrance | Bio-Bio river in its most narrow stretch |
| Tuesday, October 09, 2007 | Freedom of interpretation is as interesting as freedom of expression. | Native forest. Tricahue mountain chain. Chile |
| Monday, October 08, 2007 | We fell without a doubt that the sun occupied a large space in our interior. | Birds |
| Sunday, October 07, 2007 | The great internal apertures produce great comprehensions too | La Boca, Buenos Aires |
| Saturday, October 06, 2007 | Metals and refuse slowly dying and returning to its birth place. | Chacarita, Argentina |
| Friday, October 05, 2007 | In the multicolor wings of a human dream, internal beauty grows. | The world upside down |
| Thursday, October 04, 2007 | We come from far away to stay close to ourselves | Starred field |
| Wednesday, October 03, 2007 | Here goes the first attempt to start sending again the Picture of the Day. | Little temple of Gauchito Gil in a Buenos Aires neighborhood |
| Saturday, September 22, 2007 | Dear friends: I am sending each one of you a request to subscribe to FOTO DEL DIA google group so you can keep receiving the link to the photo. I hope you get it soon and you keep supporting this project. A hug, Fernando | Daily odyssey. One thousand Ulisses trying to reach Ithaca. Santiago underground. Santa Ana station. |
| Wednesday, September 19, 2007 | When closing her eyes, other spaces were illuminated with a soft sensation of having reconciled her entire life. | Honest bar: Come and get depressed with us for a while. |
| Tuesday, September 18, 2007 | In the beginning there was only the being expanding itself to the infinite space | The little bang in a sea snail. |
| Monday, September 17, 2007 | The portraits were so solemn and sad that we turn them upside down to see them smile | If fire is our mother then pyrite is our grandmother |
| Sunday, September 16, 2007 | In the quiet nights of blue moons we discovered that we were not alone... | Still painting. Peeper assassinated by hungry and mean phagocyte. |
| Friday, September 14, 2007 | A torrent of well being was received with silent happiness | His name is Carl Gustav Jung and he lives in Macul, Santiago |
| Thursday, September 13, 2007 | We are in the midst of an enormous transformation with the softness of the water hitting the rocks in its way to the sea. | Lets go and talk to those humans... |
| Tuesday, September 11, 2007 | A glorious afternoon vanished in the mist of the dusk. I could not see the dawn... | Cristian testing a window in the old jail at Valparaiso |
| Sunday, September 09, 2007 | One of the biggest absurds is to adapt to a dying society. | Adventure tour. Safari in Madrid. |
| Saturday, September 08, 2007 | We must have permanence in the ability to change. | The eternal instant in which a veil falls |
| Wednesday, September 05, 2007 | The human spirit was extended by a guide made for the future of humanity | Shall we reorganize our priorities? |
| Tuesday, September 04, 2007 | Happy birthday dear Ignacia! | Michael and Ignacia in her 85th birthday |
| Monday, September 03, 2007 | The hills of poverty do not allow the contemplation of the sunset. | Valparaiso, patrimony to inhumanity |
| Sunday, September 02, 2007 | I have the beautiful company of a spider weaving her net over my monitor. | Worker, student...Who is the one leading? |
| Tuesday, August 28, 2007 | Not always is so important where the days are counted... | The future as a window on the wall of a jail in Valparaiso |
| Monday, August 27, 2007 | I love the force of water that falls without haste and without anything capable of stopping it. | Men in gray arresting Phil Collins at Cathedral street |
| Sunday, August 26, 2007 | It is possible to change course, provided that there is a strong intention | Shells and their mother. |
| Saturday, August 25, 2007 | The long shadows revealed the subtle movements of a time that had not occur yet. | Gathering supplies for the Peruvian earthquake victims. Central Square, Santiago |
| Friday, August 24, 2007 | Intuitions are pearls traveling from the future. | Voyeur gargoyle. Gothic neighborhood in Barcelona. |
| Thursday, August 23, 2007 | We will keep the fire of our ancestors in the center of our hearts. | Manquehue hill in Santiago. |
| Tuesday, August 21, 2007 | At the beginning of the road and not at the end, dispossession starts. The sooner the better... | Dr. Escobar investigates a mysterious fact. |
| Monday, August 20, 2007 | In the Arhtus constellation we found an extraordinary species. They could only see themselves | Dorit and Pablo watching TV with Homer, Marge and the kids |
| Sunday, August 19, 2007 | Beginning? | End of the road? |
| Saturday, August 18, 2007 | We have arrived to the beginning of our history. | Walking in circles |
| Friday, August 17, 2007 | Many entrances and exits make possible the human efforts. The lines are curved... | Walking towards the depths |
| Thursday, August 16, 2007 | Waking up to a wonderful reality I could feel it with the intensity of a dream. | Walking in thin air. |
| Tuesday, August 14, 2007 | The abyss contemplated with envy from its own depths, the song of the eternal, light and luminous. | All the tracks end up in Baquedano |
| Monday, August 13, 2007 | The sacred places traveled from the future of our consciousness | Highway at night |
| Sunday, August 12, 2007 | With the softness of the dying dusk, his walking was fused in the heart of a silent night. | All roads end up in Rome. |
| Saturday, August 11, 2007 | The green leaves of summer brought a special scent to my senses. I experienced it as it was the first and the last time. | Pilgrim, there is no road... |
| Friday, August 10, 2007 | Depending on the perspective, we are going or we are coming. | Pilgrim, there is a road! |
| Thursday, August 09, 2007 | In the mirror of the future the most cherished acts of our present are reflected. | Gathering Storm. |
| Wednesday, August 08, 2007 | Illusions are often not optical | Tiles. Brasil neighborhood in Santiago, Chile |
| Tuesday, August 07, 2007 | Being cozy with the familiar warmth, not always we risk much for what we believe we believe in. | EggPlanto, a joyful and worry-free character. |
| Saturday, August 04, 2007 | Those are looks going beyond beliefs... | Exhibition "Captured" by Jorge Brantmayer. Fine Arts Museum, Santiago |
| Thursday, August 02, 2007 | The mental grooves | El Volcan. Oxide |
| Tuesday, July 31, 2007 | Everything we were able to see was already in our interior waiting to be recognized | Winter sun over the arch of mi iris |
| Monday, July 30, 2007 | Intertwined with the dreams the hopes of many civilizations run with them. | Another view of the Aconcagua from Valparaiso |
| Friday, July 27, 2007 | Patience brought the flowers of vigilance in the summer of our lives. | The intensity in the look of a girl. La Florida, Santiago. |
| Thursday, July 26, 2007 | While others slept a siesta, we contemplated the unpublished pages of a poetry being born | Self portrait of my grandmother, the painter Maria Tupper. |
| Wednesday, July 25, 2007 | Everything done as en end in itself does have the flavor of liberation | One is already a multitude...or the militancy as an end in itself. There are no lost causes for Joaquin Arduengo. |
| Tuesday, July 24, 2007 | The roughness of a sincere heart is more interesting than the perfect lines of a logic born of fear. | Botero and Hush Puppy together forever at the park. |
| Saturday, July 21, 2007 | In the violet shadows of dusk, sometimes we are silently enchanted with the beauty and the meaning. | What if he had been a woman? Contemporary Art museum. Santiago |
| Thursday, July 19, 2007 | We need to build with patience and dedication | Modern times. The vertigo of idleness |
| Wednesday, July 18, 2007 | Sanctity never been a good friend of transparency. | Contemporary Art Museum. Santiago |
| Tuesday, July 17, 2007 | What we see does not exist. It is illusory. | Slight of hands... |
| Monday, July 16, 2007 | The sentiments elevate themselves over the memory and over the humiliation that never existed, remaining free and light... | Del Prado museum,Madrid |
| Friday, July 13, 2007 | Our human destiny rest on the wings of a profound meaning. | Pigeons and puffing. Guell Park in Barcelona |
| Thursday, July 12, 2007 | A summer filled with profound friendship based on freedom and respect. | Sunny afternoon near San Jose market in Barcelona |
| Wednesday, July 11, 2007 | Blue tears for a backwards world and an imprisoned society | Magazine stand in Miraflores St. |
| Saturday, July 07, 2007 | Definitely observing in one direction | Rural love made of herbs and breezes. Tunquen at 4:00 PM |
| Thursday, July 05, 2007 | It never ceases to amaze me how quick everything foreign is adopted | Chic Santiago. Smog alert. |
| Wednesday, July 04, 2007 | We need to be grateful every day until the last day... | Urban love made of cement and neon. Santo Doming and Estado, 7:00 PM |
| Tuesday, July 03, 2007 | A vision from a near future | Condor circling Manantiales. 3:00 PM |
| Monday, July 02, 2007 | There are sinister places in which the body feels the terrors of the past and there are sacred places in which the body and the soul can feel the future and its power | Kids. Punta de Vacas, 5:00 PM |
| Sunday, July 01, 2007 | I have the intuition that we will change the course of the planet... | Andean heights. Los Penitentes hill next to Aconcagua Mt. |
| Saturday, June 30, 2007 | Let s wait for the best! | Emergency portrait at a Nice boardwalk |
| Friday, June 29, 2007 | What is the greatest is invisible | Anita, for some unknown reason, developed a strange phobia towards dolls which we gave her for her birthday... |
| Wednesday, June 27, 2007 | I feel sometimes that everything is immense, infinite and extraordinary. I feel that the limits disappear in the light of what I believe. | Chocolate sleeping in Santiago |
| Thursday, June 21, 2007 | And in the following days a new way of looking, a new comprehension arose from the same ashes of that human spirit imprisoned, tortured and practically reduced to no existence. That spark of hope arose from the depths of the human being and once again in the history appeared the meaning and direction for that consciousness, but this time it was something new and entirely different to everything known... | Raquele and the wind in Tuscolo |
| Wednesday, June 20, 2007 | On the sixth day people danced on the streets and they became friends among strangers. There was nothing to hide, nothing to protect, nothing to fear. There was no job to attend, nor a scedule to follow, nothing to buy and nothing to be sold. | Tupungato seen from the south. Dedicated to Janus Ficino |
| Tuesday, June 19, 2007 | On the fifth day entire communities organized themselves spontaneously in order to provide with enough food and water. Some soldiers broke their guard and helped them. | YU: One of the finest persons I had ever met. |
| Monday, June 18, 2007 | On the fourth day people smiled timidly and they got closer to each other while the soldiers holding their useless weapons observed them nervously. The people exchanged words, food, water and worries. They also laugh wholeheartedly since there was nothing they could do to change the situation. | Aymara woman |
| Sunday, June 17, 2007 | Three days went by and not a single arm was fired by the troops, not one store was looted, not a single human being was attacked by another. Not a single incident of violence related to the lack of energy was reported in the entire planet. | Brake shop in Holanda street. Yesterday and today. |
| Saturday, June 16, 2007 | And at night, darkness covered the earth and a silence happened that humanity did not have a memory of. A silence that forced every individual to listen to their internal voices. | Vaporous morning over La Paloma hill, Santiago. Chile |
| Thursday, June 14, 2007 | We can choose our beliefs and also we can be consequent with them | Returning home. Finally is raining in Santiago. |
| Wednesday, June 13, 2007 | Experimenting with the ascending path | Curves near Inca s bridge |
| Tuesday, June 12, 2007 | Coherence is above reasonableness | Sector of Penitentes hill |
| Monday, June 11, 2007 | We will be sufficiently wise, kind and strong to change it all... | In a mountain landscape with a greeting to Ned Greenberg. |
| Saturday, June 09, 2007 | In my dream I have flown over these enchanted landscapes | Punta de Vacas, towards Mendoza, 10 am |
| Tuesday, June 05, 2007 | The evening falls over a humanity struggling to find its compass | Walking in uncertain searches |
| Monday, June 04, 2007 | The goddesses take care of our well being | Winged Victory of Samothrace |
| Sunday, June 03, 2007 | What I do not remember does also exists in my memory... | In the midst of the fog, cherry trees blossomed |
| Saturday, June 02, 2007 | Waiting long and patiently | Old man |
| Friday, June 01, 2007 | Today I am enamored of everything that is useless and I feel my life flourishing | A long time ago... |
| Thursday, May 31, 2007 | The awakenings in light dawns are born from the same center from which everything is being born | I had never heard such a beautiful song |
| Wednesday, May 30, 2007 | That subtle distance we can sometimes feel beteen the daily routine and the sacred. | Another jump and I will stay suspended up there. |
| Tuesday, May 29, 2007 | Still in time the echos grew louder until they filled that space that no longer existed, except in our imagination. | A soft light disturbs me. |
| Monday, May 28, 2007 | Finally a nude! I was starting to worry. | God created man in Michaelangelo s wall. A woman creates herself in the mouth of the goddess. |
| Sunday, May 27, 2007 | Where we go is not that important when we do know we are going... | Journey through a journey. Bus Terminal, Chile |
| Saturday, May 26, 2007 | From the purple throats the birds are flying towards their high destiny | Rock formation near the glacier of Cerro morado. Chile |
| Sunday, May 20, 2007 | Ghandi again... | The thousand faces of Janus Ficino |
| Saturday, May 19, 2007 | Hungry for days, Eva ate three apples without knowing anything about the Paradise she was on. | Empty underground car in Santiago, Chile. |
| Friday, May 18, 2007 | The reconciliation of countries start with the common citizen who reconciles in his or her interior | Photographer Paz Errazuriz pondering. |
| Wednesday, May 16, 2007 | A single aspiration can elevate the soul with softness and purpose. | Photographer Jorge Brantmayer with a sensation of being observed insistently. Santiago, Chile |
| Tuesday, May 15, 2007 | Horizons are the signs of the future, never the indicators of an end. | Gina wants to go back to the see. Valparaiso, Chile |
| Monday, May 14, 2007 | Many encounters and re-cognitions. | Aerial view of the Park with the Aconcagua mountain in the back |
| Sunday, May 13, 2007 | From the few things I learned well: I know positively that giving is much better than receiving | Joy in the heights. Punta de Vacas Park. |
| Saturday, May 12, 2007 | Neither the past is as good as they say nor the future so promising as announced. It must be that the present does not exist | ETs searching for help after a crash landing in Valparaiso |
| Wednesday, May 09, 2007 | Sometimes I have seen with clear eyes a future busting with hope. | The guardian of stone, guardian of the heights. |
| Monday, May 07, 2007 | The internal post allows to see everything we could not see before. | In the mountains in front of 6,000 people, Silo talked about reconcilation. |
| Sunday, May 06, 2007 | Inspiration flies in the wings of dreams | Three days of spiritual inspiration. Punta de Vacas, Argentina |
| Wednesday, May 02, 2007 | The white, musical and solid words surrounded all the ones present with an inexplicable emotion. | Friends. Buen Retiro Park, Madrid |
| Tuesday, May 01, 2007 | Remembrances of flourishing evenings | Lovers. Buen retiro Park, Madrid. |
| Sunday, April 29, 2007 | Where do we came from? Where are we going? | Two women in Puerta del Sol, Madrid, Spain. |
| Saturday, April 28, 2007 | Controlling our perspective is one of the few controls worth having it | Firefighters shopping store in Madrid, Spain |
| Wednesday, April 25, 2007 | With a golden deluge the spring finally manifested in these latitudes. | Guell Park, a place for inspiration. Barcelona |
| Tuesday, April 24, 2007 | Long silences are also made of mute words. | In this wall people were murdered in Franco s times. San Felipe Plaza, Barcelona |
| Sunday, April 22, 2007 | Firmness had never been at odds with compassion. | Three generations participate in the masks workshop in Barcelona, Spain. |
| Friday, April 20, 2007 | Historical crossroads could produce enormous changes. It is not clear in which direction | Nobody looked at the Miro mosaic. Barcelona |
| Thursday, April 19, 2007 | The Universe expands itself through life. The spiraled cycles take the process towards the future. We just participate... | Paco Martinez at the Sagrada Familia tower, Barcelona. |
| Tuesday, April 17, 2007 | All those promises made with the best intentions last longer when the ritual is adequate | Waiting for the betrothed. Alejandra and Manuel wedding at Manantiales |
| Monday, April 16, 2007 | With joy we can forge attempts that elevate us to the human heights | Molding a sphere. Biot crystals near Nice, France |
| Sunday, April 15, 2007 | Soft, trembling voices spoke with passion and truth to my ear. Light and powerful | Resting at Prado park in front of Murillo s wall. |
| Saturday, April 14, 2007 | It is good to wait with extended arms and a calm heart | The smallest canines in Cannes |
| Friday, April 13, 2007 | Long and endless hours, quiet and full of minutes, seconds and attempts. | Lorethe and Basil. Marseilles 10 a.m. |
| Wednesday, April 11, 2007 | To dream is free of cost...specially in a good chair. | Igor, the oldest canine in Cannes |
| Tuesday, April 10, 2007 | I am grateful to have you as a friend for such a long time... | Mediterranean allegories. Mask workshop in Marseilles. |
| Monday, April 09, 2007 | In the port of my memories I left your image wrapped in sheets of transparent velvet. | Live and dead boats at L Estaque in Marseilles. |
| Sunday, April 08, 2007 | In the wrinkles of our history we can found the seeds of a luminous future | The great wall and The Duero. Zamora from the bridge at 10 PM |
| Saturday, April 07, 2007 | Between shadows and hopes human consciousness opens a path to light. | Phantoms go out once more through the streets of Zamora. Five of cups procession 3:00 AM |
| Thursday, April 05, 2007 | Sometimes I have had intuitions of infinite horizons | Lights and reflections at Crystal House in Retiro Park. Spain |
| Wednesday, April 04, 2007 | Spring filled the day with flowers...in this hemisphere | Prayers and skin. Madrid. Literature neighborhood. |
| Tuesday, April 03, 2007 | Never before in our history we had so many communication means and so little to say to each other. | If anyone needs some cows rights, I can help. Send me an e-mail... |
| Monday, April 02, 2007 | In the green avocado trees of a hurried chilhood, memories were hanged without ever being reconciled. | Headless general observes casually a steaming discussion between two guards. Roman art museum. Merida, 3:PM |
| Sunday, April 01, 2007 | Modern pontificates. | Old and new bridge. Merida, 7:30 PM |
| Saturday, March 31, 2007 | Becoming des illusioned get us closer to ourselves | Apocalypse never. All is joy at Retiro park. |
| Friday, March 30, 2007 | Among so many masks, faces and costumes, one always end up keeping its own | Claude and his alter ego. Latin quarters in Paris. |
| Thursday, March 29, 2007 | Ancient secrets brewing in recycled waters | Chatelet subway in downtown Paris. |
| Wednesday, March 28, 2007 | In the internal world everything is possible | Sacred encrypted art. Notre Dame, Paris |
| Tuesday, March 27, 2007 | It is interesting when the human being is placed at the center | A statue in the city of lights |
| Monday, March 26, 2007 | To die of love it is always a good teen alternative. | Humble but necessary homage to Robert Doisneau. Notre Dame of Paris at midnight. |
| Sunday, March 25, 2007 | Sometimes I have the sensation that there is time for everything | Last rays of sun over Atocha station, Madrid. |
| Saturday, March 24, 2007 | Smells and remembrances born in warm afternoons of summers and times vanished | Demolishing Usher s house |
| Friday, March 23, 2007 | To like ourselves in a different world is to open the future of everybody, specially those closer to us. | Patience is a great virtue. Meat market in San Jeronimo, Madrid. |
| Thursday, March 22, 2007 | Urban pilgrims. | Statue with backpack. Wins a bronze medal. |
| Wednesday, March 21, 2007 | They keep in their invisible and infinite spaces the higher desires and the most profound aspirations. | Clouds over the Atlantic Ocean |
| Tuesday, March 20, 2007 | From a deep uncertainty, sometimes giant certainties arise | Bull s bar in downtown Madrid |
| Monday, March 19, 2007 | Once a year at least, would be interesting to dress up as ourselves. | Masks workshop in Madrid,Spain. |
| Sunday, March 18, 2007 | Peace is as necessary as food. | Disarmament act in Main Plaza, Madrid. 8:20 PM |
| Friday, March 16, 2007 | The twilight of the gods is the dawn of the human being | Madrid street. |
| Thursday, March 15, 2007 | We are pure time sometimes languishing in finite spaces | Martine Sicard in front her painting at a restaurant. |
| Monday, March 12, 2007 | When my thoughts, actions and feelings coincide, I realized that I am not alone in the universe. | The water soft and powerful |
| Sunday, March 11, 2007 | There are moments in which one truly wishes the best for the other. | Going to work. 8:00 AM Pedro Aguirre Cerda, Santiago |
| Saturday, March 10, 2007 | In the future, violence will make us vomit with only thinking about it. | Cultural act with women against violence in La Victoria, Santiago. |
| Friday, March 09, 2007 | I walk sometimes blind in timid mornings that give glimpses of the eternal. | Day of the woman. Maria Tupper s painting. Janette Marin dancing piece |
| Wednesday, March 07, 2007 | The divine and earthly manifestations that guide and help us, are not always recognized for what they are. | Tribute to Italo Calvino. The brief and light existence of a shadow. Brescia, Italy |
| Tuesday, March 06, 2007 | It is important to desire, to inhale and to let go. | Fossils on a rock, climbing El Morado glacier. |
| Sunday, March 04, 2007 | Reveries chase a meaning that always escape its grip. It is not possible to hold the moon, we can only contemplate it. | Moon over El Plomo. View from my balcony. |
| Saturday, March 03, 2007 | The dense fog of forgetfulness and apathy, distorts the forms and the senses. | Before the summer ends, we need at least one beach picture. Taken at the end of June |
| Friday, March 02, 2007 | In the shadows of the conquerors we have grown but it is not our destiny | Trumpeting in a school band. Main plaza in Santiago |
| Thursday, March 01, 2007 | The ugly duckling | Janus Ficino out of place with a seagull group. |
| Wednesday, February 28, 2007 | We can sit at the balcony and stare at the horizon waiting for a signal to tell us where we come from anhd where we are going to | House of thin people in Valparaiso |
| Tuesday, February 27, 2007 | Nostalgia is dressed with remote scents and transparent colors | Janus Ficino, the Chilean chameleon, here with Ben Kingsley. |
| Monday, February 26, 2007 | Sometimes I fear that everything is going to be better than what I imagined. | Dismantling iron of the infamous Diego Portales building. Chile |
| Sunday, February 25, 2007 | Our father who art in heaven... | The difficult ascent to the summit. |
| Saturday, February 24, 2007 | Magic happens when what we see is not completed with what we know | Skinny peoples house. Santiago |
| Friday, February 23, 2007 | A little oasis of joy | Painting murals in Santiago! |
| Thursday, February 22, 2007 | It is good to get familiar with the internal landscape | Pollo and Marta over a bridge. Chile |
| Wednesday, February 21, 2007 | Sacred mountain..ora pro nobis. | Cloud near Aconcagua mountain |
| Tuesday, February 20, 2007 | One day we will be everything we want to be | Perfect hiding place |
| Monday, February 19, 2007 | The art of re-presentation is ancient and new. | Mother and son. Paula and Felipe |
| Sunday, February 18, 2007 | Sometimes silence is as important as words. | Sisters. Providence Ave. 5:00 PM. Santiago |
| Saturday, February 17, 2007 | The entire universe contain us and we contain the whole universe within us. What else can we ask for! | Friends, Marta Lucas and Tania Germ |
| Friday, February 16, 2007 | I imagine my life is as valuable as any other life. I tremble when they die... | Father and daughter. Flavio and Antonella |
| Thursday, February 15, 2007 | Thankfulness is a universal characteristic | Violeta on the walls, violeta 40 years in the air |
| Wednesday, February 14, 2007 | To love oneself is a work for life. | Mother and daughter. Susana and Anna |
| Tuesday, February 13, 2007 | Each and everyone of them counts... | Multitude at Ahumada and Merced. Santiago, Chile. |
| Monday, February 12, 2007 | I am still quite unclear about what we defend and what we attack. | Soldiers tomb in the general cemetery. Santiago |
| Sunday, February 11, 2007 | Representatives without representation | Order and disorder in Santiago. 8 meter sculpture in Recoleta |
| Friday, February 09, 2007 | Gravity had never taken us anywhere interesting. | Documentalist Carlo Mesina levitate for an instant before diving into the water. |
| Thursday, February 08, 2007 | Ethereal conversations | Dusk at the feet of San Jose volcano. Chile |
| Wednesday, February 07, 2007 | Here is where the ascending path starts... | Humble but profound hommage to the mountain climber. His tomb at the feet of Aconcagua. |
| Tuesday, February 06, 2007 | Each person holds what is capable of | Souvenirs for all tastes in Puente del Inca. |
| Monday, February 05, 2007 | Framing makes everything a lot clearer. | Novelist Juan Chambeaux and muses between the threshold and the abyss |
| Sunday, February 04, 2007 | An opportunity to see your reflection in the inner mirror. | Monolith. Punta de Vacas Park. |
| Saturday, February 03, 2007 | In the silence of the heart internal voices can be heard. | Volatile eagle over Uspallata hills. Argentina |
| Friday, February 02, 2007 | With astonishment sometimes observe what surround us. With joy I recognize it ours. | Penitentes at dusk. |
| Thursday, February 01, 2007 | Libertadores overpass on the way to Punta de Vacas. | Mornings of life and hope. |
| Wednesday, January 31, 2007 | Where do we come from? Where are we going? | Presidential palace. Santiago |
| Tuesday, January 30, 2007 | The look is in the eyes and on the objects | The critical thinking of new generations. 70 cm. girl observing a 7 mt. doll |
| Monday, January 29, 2007 | In the human we have, we can recognize others and also ourselves | Faces in the multitude |
| Sunday, January 28, 2007 | The eye opened to contemplate the beauty of the landscape | Dream landscape |
| Saturday, January 27, 2007 | Punta de Vacas | He heard the voice of his old friend. |
| Friday, January 26, 2007 | The Healing of suffering | He decided that night to meditate on the problem and when he started... |
| Thursday, January 25, 2007 | I had never got tired of talking with these animals. | Siberian melancholy. Lastarria St. at 11 PM. Santiago |
| Wednesday, January 24, 2007 | We have surrounded ourselves with objects and we have objectified the human being. We must elevate ourselves above the objectal world. | Painter Matta and a midnight coffee. Mulato Gil Plaza, Santiago |
| Tuesday, January 23, 2007 | All good intentions are registered in the heights of our imagination. | Virgin and Buick. A top of the hill marriage. |
| Monday, January 22, 2007 | Finally heavens revealed its secrets through small dark holes. Nobody realized that we were being observed... | Urban juggler |
| Sunday, January 21, 2007 | The fleeting moments in which we know who we are, are rare but true ones. | Colored beads. Lights ad sunset in front of Parque Forestal, Santiago. |
| Saturday, January 20, 2007 | All signs can be interpreted. Some of them are written for millennium. | Live and dead statues. Ladies in red and hunchbacks. Main plaza in Santiago, Chile. |
| Friday, January 19, 2007 | It is not always understandable the life of historical characters. It is another level. | Too much bust Mr. Neruda, too much bust Mr. Allende. Boutique in Bellavista neighborhood. Chile. |
| Thursday, January 18, 2007 | Waiting to make an important decision... | Hermes and Aphrodite in Bucles rug. |
| Wednesday, January 17, 2007 | The cold breath that separated the two worlds got warmer with the smile. | Window |
| Tuesday, January 16, 2007 | Storms are often beneficial. | Santiago, Chile |
| Monday, January 15, 2007 | In the cliffs of desire there is also a sky covering and protecting them. | Women |
| Friday, January 12, 2007 | Did the virtual world existed before? | Francisca is overwhelmed with so many exhibitions. |
| Thursday, January 11, 2007 | First looks can be deceiving and reality can be deceiving too. | Her name is Salome. She is shy an elegant. She has a bad reputation because she resembles tarantulas. |
| Wednesday, January 10, 2007 | Green is the color of hope, they say, but they do not explain which hope or what shade of green | I found this baby lost in the streets. He belongs to a religious family and her mom decapitated his dad when making love. |
| Tuesday, January 09, 2007 | Almost all changes end up being positive. | A prickly baby in the palm of a hand. |
| Sunday, January 07, 2007 | There are special moments in which is better to do what we are not supposed to do. | High wind. |
| Saturday, January 06, 2007 | All wars are lost. Sooner or later. | Gargantua in a thong. San Antonio Port, Chile. |
| Friday, January 05, 2007 | So many wishes belonging to the past continue to surface in pursuit of meaning. | Bride window in Rancagua, Chile |
| Thursday, January 04, 2007 | Emotions are sometimes an explosion of truths. | Friends, travel companions, women from Illapel, Chile. |
| Wednesday, January 03, 2007 | A future that is manifesting a lot faster than we realize. | It is just the beginning. |
| Tuesday, January 02, 2007 | In an unexpected moment everything will change...including our beliefs. | A future full of possibilities to explore. |
| Monday, January 01, 2007 | Well, do we start all over again? | Some can not restrain themselves when celebrating the new year. |
| Sunday, December 31, 2006 | Happy New Year with much Peace, Force and Joy! | Happy New Year with much Peace, Force and Joy! |
| Saturday, December 30, 2006 | In the recognitions I go on building what is permanent | Lets empty the mind so we can look at the future. |
| Friday, December 29, 2006 | I have not been able to found a justification for the stupidity of waging war | Quiet day in downtown Quillota, Chile |
| Thursday, December 28, 2006 | Nothing in nature crumbles without a seed in its interior. | Escaping from the heat. Climber in Valparaiso |
| Wednesday, December 27, 2006 | To see layers of detail is almost an attitude than a pastime. | Escaping from the heat. Ice cream parlor in Combarbala, 4th region. Chile |
| Sunday, December 24, 2006 | Waiting for the heart signals | Reception committee. This character run in circles around us observing us attentively |
| Saturday, December 23, 2006 | We wish you the best on these holidays | Hanging my portrait of me hanging my portrait on a wall where my portrait is hanging. |
| Tuesday, December 19, 2006 | From the heart is born the seed that grows fertilized by the river of life. | Wedding in the heights. Congratulations, Carmen and Roberto! |
| Monday, December 18, 2006 | The ear of the truly civilized world | Millenarian landscape. Incas bridge |
| Sunday, December 17, 2006 | Free flies hope when it re-encounters the future, its birth place. | Rays |
| Saturday, December 16, 2006 | The ancestral silence occupies a space much greater than what I ever imagined | Frozen waterfall. White symphony. Pure beauty |
| Wednesday, December 13, 2006 | Sometimes everything that exists is perceived as an alternative. Sometimes I do not realize that I exist. | Thresholds, what we will find at the other end? |
| Tuesday, December 12, 2006 | Everything that is being done and everything to be done... | The roof of the West, taken from the Horcones lake. |
| Monday, December 11, 2006 | The enemies of humanity do exist. At least this one has departed and only a bitter memory of his existence will remain. | Pinochet dies in infamy. Accused of stealing, fraud, assassination and other crimes against humanity. |
| Friday, December 08, 2006 | Camille! | Old train station in Tiltil. Chile |
| Thursday, December 07, 2006 | I follow my intuitions because I recognize in them a center of gravity with a known flavor. | Claudietto at the threshold. |
| Monday, December 04, 2006 | Few notes and sounds filtered from the internal worlds. Enough to know that they exist. | Something is backwards..is it the world or is it us? |
| Sunday, December 03, 2006 | What would happen if for one week only, we could stop all wars in the planet? | Pure beauty for my soul. Light opening the fog. San Jose volcano in the background. |
| Saturday, December 02, 2006 | In general we obsessed over realities that are not real and thew will never be real. | Queen and princess fish at the market. |
| Friday, December 01, 2006 | Winged thoughts on a dawn made of snow and ice that seems eternal to the sleeping soul. | Rapa Nui Dance (Easter Island) |
| Thursday, November 30, 2006 | I miss sometimes the quietness and the detachment of the firefly in the summer nights | Mapuche dance. |
| Wednesday, November 29, 2006 | They are also good to look at the inside from the world | A window...so many things. Depends from which angle we look at it |
| Tuesday, November 28, 2006 | With much affection and without expectations we dissolve ourselves in the presence of our own interiority | Silence is not lack of sound, it is a glance into eternity. |
| Monday, November 27, 2006 | I owed myself a hug today... | Uncommon view of Mount Aconcagua. Chile |
| Sunday, November 26, 2006 | Greed and fear breeds corruption. Corruption breeds frustration and exploitation. Frustration breeds violence. Where do we start with this genesis? | Young activist protesting Barrick Gold mining industry that threatens water availability to natives. Chilean Social Forum |
| Wednesday, November 22, 2006 | And thus human life starts... | No comment |
| Monday, November 20, 2006 | Life and death at the rhythm of the music | Aztec war dance |
| Sunday, November 19, 2006 | In diversity fears are dissolved... | Bolivian dance. |
| Thursday, November 16, 2006 | Pilgrim, there is no road. The road is made by you walking it...A.Machado | The day in which it was decided to start the journey |
| Tuesday, November 14, 2006 | At the center of the heart you find the water of life... | Umbilical fountain located in the navel of the world. Quito, Ecuador |
| Monday, November 13, 2006 | If consensus is an illusion, tolerance could become a reality... | Dabkeh, traditional Palestine dance. AMRIK exhibition at Cultural center La Moneda, Chile |
| Saturday, November 11, 2006 | The long winter hours got shortened with the silence and hope being born from reflection | Llaikel, muses and medusas in a painting marathon at the Art museum in Santiago, Chile. |
| Wednesday, November 08, 2006 | I long for an internal space I keep discovering and re-discovering. I long for that illusory permanence | Self portrait with my buddy Mario Carvajal, great musical and abstract forms talent... |
| Tuesday, November 07, 2006 | And now that we have globalized everything, we are much worse than we imagined... | I do not know why, but I cannot go to sleep when flying... |
| Monday, November 06, 2006 | I loose my self and I find myself in a consistent way...no doubt it is an improvement | Centipede head on a bush. Manantiales Park, Chile |
| Saturday, November 04, 2006 | I never understood the relationship between the precious metals and divinities | Gold. San Francisco church, Quito. |
| Friday, November 03, 2006 | It is not forgetfulness what heals wounds. They heal thanks to comprehension | Sabine Mendes, not yet discovered... |
| Thursday, November 02, 2006 | Happy Birthday dear Camille! | Ovni s head. Dramatic essay about getting old by Manuela Oyarzun at Sidarte theater in Bellavista, Santiago. |
| Tuesday, October 31, 2006 | It is not indifferent what I do with my life. It is not indifferent how I share my life with others | Ice Cream vendor. Historical center, Quito |
| Monday, October 30, 2006 | It is difficult sometimes to continue joyfully in our path when our offers are rejected. | Local and imported beauty. A colony that does not convince anyone anymore. |
| Thursday, October 26, 2006 | Adventures we will start and the future will dress in orange. We will gather the fresh dew from all the mornings to come... | Isabel and Manuel. Brother and sister at ice cream store, Plaza San Francisco, Quito. |
| Wednesday, October 25, 2006 | This is a soft, internal, profound and true revolution. | Sunset in Quito viewed from Pichincha volcano at 4,200 meters. |
| Tuesday, October 24, 2006 | Statistics are the best way to distort reality with credible data. | Shoe shinners in San Francisco plaza, Quito. Ecuador |
| Monday, October 23, 2006 | In the pupils reflection I have seen the dreams of the future, Soft flight over open worlds | Youngsters lightning the Latin American integration torch. Humanist regional forum. Quito, Ecuador |
| Saturday, October 21, 2006 | The flight of the feather serpent brought kindness and wisdom. | With the Quetzalcoatl myth, the Latinamerican Humanist Forum begins. Central University, Quito. Ecuador |
| Friday, October 20, 2006 | Walking inwards we discover that the colors of intuition are stronger than reason... | Downtown. Pigeons play with the kids over a heart made with chalk |
| Thursday, October 19, 2006 | Back to the world of dense life...immense luminosity. | David Wilson, shoe shinner, 8 years old, Plaza grande, Quito. |
| Wednesday, October 18, 2006 | Where we find what is done and what is to be done... | Top of Cotopaxi volcano. Ecuador |
| Tuesday, October 17, 2006 | Searching for the hidden city | Peruvian mountain chain. |
| Sunday, October 15, 2006 | A smile that ended up halfway between reality and fantasy. | Doll house. Downtown Santiago |
| Saturday, October 14, 2006 | There is 98 per cent commonality between us and the chimp. Nevertheless the 2 per cent makes an unbridgeable difference. Nature does not work with math. | The only sure things in this world are death and taxes. B.Franklin |
| Friday, October 13, 2006 | We cry sometimes bitter and lonely tears. Necessary scales shedding from our skin to discover that we are not alone. | The only thing stable is the constant movement. Metro Station in Santiago. |
| Thursday, October 12, 2006 | We thank you for all the messages received, for the beautiful words and for all the support you gave us. We do not know if the Daily Picture will reach you, but we will keep sending it to the site and perhaps more than one of you will receive it too. | PEACE, an old sign for a new struggle. National Stadium, Santiago |
| Wednesday, October 11, 2006 | There is always a beginning that leads to an end. That end is only a beginning | Thank you to all of you! |
| Monday, October 09, 2006 | We brought the fire from the city of lights... | Night with full moon and music in La leona hill. Colina, Chile |
| Saturday, October 07, 2006 | Each season I understand better that I know each time less and I value life a lot more. | Warrior. Guardian of stone and clouds. |
| Wednesday, October 04, 2006 | Tomas and the third eye | Tomas bus in Llay-Llay, Chile |
| Monday, October 02, 2006 | He knew that because the marvelous way in which the Universe was design, the future was full and open. He knew that death only existed when the gaze was placed in the past and he knew that he did not have a chance to explain not even a small part of his experience to the scientific community... | Mary Shaver and her other I. Mask workshop. |
| Sunday, October 01, 2006 | It is an afternoon thirsty with memories that could not find their niche. I received them quietly and kindly. | Small and bigger villains at the Mask workshop. |
| Saturday, September 30, 2006 | What cannot be justified... | Invading troops must return back! |
| Thursday, September 28, 2006 | Between periods and commas we try to express ourselves. Between colors and shadows sometimes we live... | Love at knife point. Tree bark in Cerro de la Gloria, Mendoza Argentina |
| Monday, September 25, 2006 | We still need to conquer the independence from violence and abuse. | Independence celebration and its negative effect on the chilean male poulation. Window in a downtown restaurant. |
| Sunday, September 24, 2006 | The wise one taught us that a difficulty was nothing more than opportunity dressed in work clothes | Finally was able to found Janus Ficino. The hard to find man with the two faces. |
| Saturday, September 23, 2006 | The subtle escence of any action that ends in others, expand my senses sofly, greatly... | Dawn at my balcony. |
| Friday, September 22, 2006 | There are internal places of great kindness and compassion. | America Ulloa, actress. A face not yet discovered by Hollywood. |
| Monday, September 18, 2006 | Waiting to be discovered and wanting to uncovered themselves as little as possible. | Who is that one? |
| Sunday, September 17, 2006 | When the song was finally heard, all distractions were suspended in the air | Youth group in a Santiago neighborhood. |
| Saturday, September 16, 2006 | Instant, soluble and decaffeinated emotional solution | Today I go to meditate with Shimi-Shurri guru. I come back on Monday... |
| Wednesday, September 13, 2006 | I give thanks to the guide for teaching me the non violent path. My life has meaning. | Enchanted Valley. A sacred place. |
| Tuesday, September 12, 2006 | From the heights we will come in the future. We will bring a sacred seed. | After the forum. |
| Monday, September 11, 2006 | I want to see beyond the horizon limits they had built for us. | It is not mount Fuji. It is Manquehue hill surrounded by smog in beautiful Santiago, Chile... |
| Sunday, September 10, 2006 | Thin, delicate and intricate designs arrived today into my soul. I hope I will be able to understand them... | Is is not Goggle Earth. It is the view from my friend's apartment. Santiago |
| Thursday, September 07, 2006 | I go becoming when doing and I am a lot more than what I do, but I only realized it when quietness surrounds my soul. | Juan Carlos Galvez on top a table presiding the inauguration of a Cultural Center in one of Santiago's neighborhood |
| Wednesday, September 06, 2006 | I dream of sleeping in my very own bed... | Constitution Plaza in front of the government palace in Santiago, Chile |
| Saturday, September 02, 2006 | Juan Carlos Benenati | Our good friend Juan carlos Benenati left today towards the light. A great friend for many of us... mystical blacksmith, magician and thousand other things. Good journey negro! |
| Friday, September 01, 2006 | Dear Negro, let your journey take you to the unheard heights of the meaning | A wave of clouds bathing the mountain chain |
| Thursday, August 31, 2006 | Almost with curiosity he contemplated the last illusion...death. | Oscar. Cemetery. |
| Tuesday, August 29, 2006 | The Universe opened up at the rhythm of the wind that pollinate all corners of the space | The center of a thought |
| Monday, August 28, 2006 | Which one is your wish? | Dish made of stone attracting the light. Fountain at Manantiales Park. |
| Sunday, August 27, 2006 | I never knew when the kiss ended. Desire was always starting over. | Woman landscape who covers the earth, I salute you. |
| Saturday, August 26, 2006 | The sharp distance of an almost immediate perception. | Mined road, thunder of giants for cockroaches. A mat for Pepe Feres |
| Thursday, August 24, 2006 | I had felt the irresistible force of my own heart and found other hearts too. | Cala, bees temple, sacred tent. |
| Wednesday, August 23, 2006 | I have bathed in the transparent light of my own giving. | Prickly hand stretches itself to the sky at Los Manantiales, Chile. |
| Tuesday, August 22, 2006 | A puff of matter surrounding the sacred. Open spaces playing with immortality. | Anita Pelaez, quiet joy. |
| Monday, August 21, 2006 | The clumsiness of believing in the absurdity of death can be repaired when I work on my experience, not my understanding. | Techi at Mapocho Station. Chile. |
| Saturday, August 19, 2006 | Slowed down by the body, the spirit travels quietly towards another dimension. | Sebastian in the hall. |
| Friday, August 18, 2006 | Only for am instant the yellow butterfly touched slightly my skin. I was able to feel with all my force the ephemeral of the moment. I smiled thankful... | |
| Thursday, August 17, 2006 | From all the knots, the naked knot | |
| Wednesday, August 16, 2006 | Between shadows, lights, hopes and desires goes growing what makes us truly human. | |
| Tuesday, August 15, 2006 | In the calm morning with slow waves entangled in dreams came the divine word to awake us. | |
| Sunday, August 13, 2006 | The unavoidable acts of daily life. | Riiiing...F... the phone company! |
| Saturday, August 12, 2006 | We have filled our lives with objects and the objective always was to get rid of them. How did this happened? | Detention camp for nail trimmers, scissors and other confiscated objects suspected to be terrorist weaponss at Airport in Santiago. |
| Friday, August 11, 2006 | Attempting to climb the stars to look at the universe from its horizon... | BLACK & WHITE at Termini station in Rome, Italy. |
| Thursday, August 10, 2006 | In the dreams that a civilization projects, justice goes embracing that future. | Copper sculpture. Elisa Aguirre. Santiago underground. |
| Tuesday, August 08, 2006 | The fresh air of unitive acts filled my lungs with hopes. | Viva Bolivia! Bolivian folk dance at the main square in Santiago, Chile. |
| Monday, August 07, 2006 | We will call your name without words and embrace a dignified cause since life is the most important gift we received. | August 6th, 2006. Santiago, Chile. Protest against nuclear weapons |
| Sunday, August 06, 2006 | We will sleep with our eyes open under the giant blanket of naivity. There is no rest for the one who wakes up. | August 6th, 1986. San Francisco. Protest against Nuclear weapons. |
| Friday, August 04, 2006 | The more we ask, the closer we get. | Who am I? Where am I? Where am I going to? |
| Thursday, August 03, 2006 | The guardians of all things to be and to become. | Guardian Angel |
| Tuesday, August 01, 2006 | The dying clocks of past epochs announced the time. Time to start all over again... | The strange and mysterious beauty of aging. |
| Sunday, July 30, 2006 | We can embrace and we can destroy. We can teach and we can control. We can love and hate with the same intensity. We can do some much and sometimes we do so little... | Study on violence: Lord of the Flies. Arcis theater, 1999. |
| Saturday, July 29, 2006 | It is hard to explain the redeeming value of failure in this society extremely oriented towards success. | The day in which Constitution Plaza was flooded |
| Friday, July 28, 2006 | In between worlds that do not separate but neither get united, our lives can be found sometimes. | Small paradise. |
| Thursday, July 27, 2006 | It is possible to have peace and tranquility if we truly work towards a world without nuclear arms. | The day in which the dwellers of submerged houses protested by taking over the Intel tower. |
| Wednesday, July 26, 2006 | It is not possible to have peace and tranquility in a world armed to the teeth. | The day I was abducted by the extraterrestrials |
| Tuesday, July 25, 2006 | From a different time arrived with all the wisdom and experience. But it was the kindness what totally captivated me. | We will ask for disarmament at the Arms Plaza. We will see you there! |
| Sunday, July 23, 2006 | The exhausting heat ruined all attempts to express myself. I could only let the keyboard do its own thing | Baby. Pompei. 5 p.m. |
| Friday, July 21, 2006 | And what more powerful and great we can ask for, than to have peace in this world? | Ñuñoa: Irarrazaval street in 2006 |
| Thursday, July 20, 2006 | Today I felt a great joy and a recognition that within each of us something extraordinary exists. | Ñuñoa: Irarrazabal street in 1800 |
| Tuesday, July 18, 2006 | Of smells and colors were made the last desires submerging themselves in the quiet and calm afternoon. | Cecilia & Cecilia. Arcis College cafeteria. |
| Monday, July 17, 2006 | Peace, Force and Joy | This kid is behaving good - for now... |
| Sunday, July 16, 2006 | All human beings are already prepared to experience the sacred, the divine, the mundane and the extraordinary | The chef got bored and converted the carrots into birds, fish and pagodas. |
| Saturday, July 15, 2006 | A new country is being formed. The United States of Amnesia, where everything is forgotten at the speed of the technology they posses. | The "new kid in the block". Saviour churh in Santiago, Chile. |
| Friday, July 14, 2006 | It is neccesary to ask that all human beings choose the methodology of non-violence. It is only this way we can reach an open future in spite of the lack of trust existing in the present moment. | Fenanda in Gargantua's throat |
| Thursday, July 13, 2006 | Today, inspiration decided to take a break. | Subliminal message? or perhaps very explicit |
| Wednesday, July 12, 2006 | At the twilight of our souls we can develop the best of our searches. To get older is to grow... | Chile's history is full of battles and the historical buildings full of cannons. |
| Tuesday, July 11, 2006 | Almost nothing escaped the attentive gaze of Bertha, but she never used all that information for her own advantage. She never did it even when it was very tempting and the neighbors did not have kind words for her, neither during sunday afternoons in which the drunkards were tedious and umbearable. | Evening falls in Valparaiso port at 6:00 pm. |
| Monday, July 10, 2006 | Among so much beauty it is almost impossible to believe that we are not ready to enhance it. | I remember when I was a girl and my dad took me into his arms while we looked at the sea. |
| Wednesday, July 05, 2006 | It is necessary to be as brave as possible in times of mediocrity. | Evening falls on Peru Ave., Viña del Mar. Chile |
| Tuesday, July 04, 2006 | The magnificent summer filled with warmth and aspirations the chosen place. | Janus. The double faced god. |
| Monday, July 03, 2006 | And why not do it instead of thinking that is a good idea...? | A real suggestion: Turn off the TV and live Life! |
| Sunday, July 02, 2006 | Many hopes are redeemed these days... | Women in green at Palermo, Buenos Aires. |
| Saturday, July 01, 2006 | They have been suspended in time and space. The passing of the millennia only had accentuated its mystery and beauty. | Concave faces. Masks workshop at Arcis Design University. |
| Friday, June 30, 2006 | The unexpected in development. | Waiting at a corner street in downtown Santiago. |
| Thursday, June 29, 2006 | Many times I have thought that we are not alone. Sometimes I have felt it profoundly. | Fog falls over La Reja Park, Argentina |
| Wednesday, June 28, 2006 | At the end of the evening Willie realized that the world had changed. The sun never set completely again and after several days there were no more nights in the planet. | Dusk on a rusted piece of metal. |
| Tuesday, June 27, 2006 | Another guardian | Mount Shasta, California. 120 miles north of Red Bluff |
| Monday, June 26, 2006 | The inhaling of pure air reaching the heart and transforming itself into sounds and light. | "The burning of the requests". Ceremony at La Reja Park, 9:00 PM |
| Saturday, June 24, 2006 | Without realizing ee are flying to unknowns spaces. Nevertheless they are so familiar. | Don Gregorio pizzeria. Campichuelo st. Buenos Aires, 1:00 AM |
| Friday, June 23, 2006 | Sometimes prayers are listened to. | The beauty of the heights. Libertadores border in bus to Buenos Aires. |
| Thursday, June 22, 2006 | Pilgrimage colors. | Inca bridge in the Aconcahua mountain, Argentina. |
| Wednesday, June 21, 2006 | Our time is almost here... | In spite of everything, each one of us continues to be a hero. Park attendant, Santiago. |
| Tuesday, June 20, 2006 | Berta knew by heart all the daily details of her neighborhood. She knew all about the fights and reconciliations, wanted an unwanted pregnancies. She knew about the stolen kisses by the teenagers at dusk, the loves of all those who quietly left with the first lights of dawn closing doors behind them and opening others with anxiety and apprehension. | Merced street in downtown Santiago. |
| Monday, June 19, 2006 | They thanked me yesterday for all the efforts placed in the future... | Red is the color. Corpus Christi procession at Downtown Santiago, Chile. |
| Sunday, June 18, 2006 | I had lightly played some melodies in the ephemeral presence of the sacred. | Born again Venus in the rusted iron epoch. |
| Saturday, June 17, 2006 | Cooking the internal gold. | There's a moment in the kiln where time and space disappear and silence reaches deep inside ourselves. To Jenna Rohn. |
| Friday, June 16, 2006 | The opaque lights of an uncertain dusk filled dark spaces within me. I advance with difficulty following my guide no matter what... | It is my turn! I ask the government to take charge of things! We are drowning in smog! |
| Thursday, June 15, 2006 | An invitation to meditate without haste... | Full moon in Manantiales, Chile. |
| Tuesday, June 13, 2006 | Do you want to dance..? | Colo-Colo team losses 2 - 0 against Palestino club in the under 17 cup tournament. |
| Sunday, June 11, 2006 | Among all the million suns in the Universe, ours also beat a universal sentiment | Dinner being prepared at Qatir kitchen. 9:00 pm |
| Saturday, June 10, 2006 | Joyful moments of charm and illusion. | Veils and spirits flying at the arab night. Palestine Clun in Santiago, Chile. |
| Friday, June 09, 2006 | Many Chileans were assassinated here. We have not forgotten... | National Stadium. Ñuñoa, Santiago |
| Thursday, June 08, 2006 | Sometimes I stop to contemplate something, anything, for the simple pleasure to observe without prejudice or criticism. | Laura smiles from the light during the launching of the book "The look of the meaning" by dario Ergas at the new library in Matucana, Santiago. |
| Wednesday, June 07, 2006 | When waiting, time gets wider and resolutions get refined. | Chating on the playground during the building take over. School in Downtown Santiago. |
| Tuesday, June 06, 2006 | There is no poetry that could describe well the awakening of a generation. My regards and hugs to all the students that valiantly demand what is just and long overdue. | The revolution of the penguins. Coherent, joyful, strong and non-violent |
| Monday, June 05, 2006 | Soul to the wind with a soul bigger than ever. | What seemed impossible, now it is not. Felipe at a dance workshop for the blind. |
| Sunday, June 04, 2006 | In general we know what it is correct. Curiously we forget about it quite easily. | High school students on strike receive massive support from social organizations. The struggle of the penguins continue... |
| Saturday, June 03, 2006 | It is not what we say but how do we say it... | A radiant corner |
| Thursday, June 01, 2006 | Innumerable efforts that never be in vain. They accumulate like pearls in a necklace of future hopes. | Imagination to power. Public High School in Santiago, Chile. |
| Wednesday, May 31, 2006 | One of these days we will run into each other and I will discover your shadow that perhaps is more luminous than what I believe. | Maybe... |
| Tuesday, May 30, 2006 | Finally something interesting! | High school students take the streets of Santiago in the biggest student protest in more than 30 years. |
| Monday, May 29, 2006 | It is not possible to evolve without love and compassion. | Perhaps... |
| Saturday, May 27, 2006 | Is in the interior canvas we paint the most significant art works. The internal eyes undoubtedly can see... | Braile dance space...parallel universe |
| Thursday, May 25, 2006 | A symmetric victory or an asymmetric defeat... | Gatering storm. Santiago, Chile. |
| Wednesday, May 24, 2006 | Social and collective schizophrenia advances in the measure that actions divorce our thoughts and feelings. | Leaning tower of Visa |
| Tuesday, May 23, 2006 | Art advances as much as a compromise is reach with higher truths than the height of the artist. | Leaning tower of Pisa |
| Monday, May 22, 2006 | Entertaining multitudes. | Balancing act. |
| Sunday, May 21, 2006 | When I realized that I could do it, the entire space illuminated and I felt my life was eternal. | Felipe's hapiness. Dance workshop for blind people, Santiago. |
| Saturday, May 20, 2006 | A huge internal world... | Alejandro and Rodolfo |
| Thursday, May 18, 2006 | A second only in which the golden summer promises all the future in the world. I tasted it! | The marvelous moment. Finding underground water. Los Manantiales. Chile. |
| Wednesday, May 17, 2006 | What is unusual is on the way we look. The way we look depends on the conciousness. | One hopes to see cows an goats in the mountains, but 3 homo sapiens samples was truly a surprise. |
| Tuesday, May 16, 2006 | The divine breath fused itself with human breathing while the heart beat sounds never heard before .. | Drowsiness and heights. 3000 meter high sulfur bath. Colina valley, Chile |
| Sunday, May 14, 2006 | Millenary laborers describing the soul and the world | The center. Rice garden. La Vitrina dance. |
| Saturday, May 13, 2006 | The southern wind brought tears and nostalgia, soaking the conciousness with a past that did not even happened. Amanda open her eyes and discovered that everything is or is not depending on the intentions we have. | Totem, La vitrina dance. |
| Friday, May 12, 2006 | We are sometimes so afraid to loose what we don't even have. | Spyder web over metal web. |
| Thursday, May 11, 2006 | All great and small actions are not done in vain. The same Universe appreciate and need them. | News monopoly on flight 505 |
| Wednesday, May 10, 2006 | Complicity forged in eternal moments of love and dedication. | Grandpa and kid. Manantiales Chile. |
| Tuesday, May 09, 2006 | We are only Time and intention | Silo talks in front of 2000 people at the opening of the Manantiales hall near Santiago, Chile. |
| Monday, May 08, 2006 | Content with the creation, he humbly smiled to the universal space. | Milky Way from Las Campanas hill. One of the clearest skies in the world |
| Sunday, May 07, 2006 | In the constant lightness of the Universe, entire worlds are engulfed in light and matter explosions | Chinese mossaic at the bottom of a coffee cup. |
| Saturday, May 06, 2006 | A lot to talk about | Plaza next door to Santa Sophia Museum, Madrid |
| Friday, May 05, 2006 | When she realized that the most significant meaning was right in front of her eyes, she could only cry with emotion. | Patricia in railroad near Vallenar. Chile |
| Monday, May 01, 2006 | In the pure souls the most profound sentiments inhabit. Purity does not know contradiction. | Kid contemplates found treasure. Popular neighborhoud in Buenos Aires. |
| Sunday, April 30, 2006 | Among so many objects I search for that one which will bring me happiness. | Curiosity or hunger? Cat and pigeon at marginal suburb in Buenos Aires. 4:00 pm. |
| Friday, April 28, 2006 | A dim light illuminated the cavern projecting extraordinary shadows on the transparent walls | Dawn at Puerto Madero, Buenos Aires. |
| Thursday, April 27, 2006 | Intertwined goes the thoughts and actions. Running fresh through multicolored fields. | Santiago |
| Wednesday, April 26, 2006 | I had discovered that cowardice is not a sin but rather a weakness. The Force increase courage. | Homage to Gaugin without Polynesia. |
| Tuesday, April 25, 2006 | A transparent water drop quietly falling in a September dawn, cast light into my past and my future. | Death and cleaning crew at Arcis University in Santiago. 2:00 pm |
| Monday, April 24, 2006 | The profound guides are the ones who need to be awaken from their millenary sleep. | Guardian angels of gear boxes. Santiago, 5:00 pm |
| Sunday, April 23, 2006 | Intergalactic travelers waiting for their space shuttle. | Buenos Aires dogs. |
| Saturday, April 22, 2006 | Between the sad glances and the bright smiles we build what is everlasting. Is not on the objects perceived nor on what they produce in us that we realize who we are. Is something different. | Alejandro Pelaez looking at the world from a hole. Buenos Aires 9 a.m. |
| Friday, April 21, 2006 | Technology failed us big time. The spirit continues. Here we start again with the Daily Picture | Rainbow at floor level |
| Thursday, April 20, 2006 | Roberto Koanoff crossing the street in Buenos Aires at midday. | Sometimes we walk lonely through known roads. |
| Wednesday, April 12, 2006 | I search tentatively for that I only have a flavor and a hope. | Light year or shadow year? Which one is longer? |
| Tuesday, April 11, 2006 | Obviously Fido had dialogs with the Invisible ones, but nobody noticed it. | Gaona St. Buenos Aires at 9:00 pm |
| Monday, April 10, 2006 | Finally when they mastered the cloaking technique, they cleaned up every Bank in the planet. The economy was defeated by the invisible agents of chaos. | Feet. Angel Gallardo Street in Buenos Aires, Argentina at 8:00 pm. |
| Sunday, April 09, 2006 | The colective anamoring is a strong as the light of a fire fly. | Chilean Stonehenge. For the extraterrestrials to descend in the great space truck. Tierra Amarilla. North of Chile |
| Friday, April 07, 2006 | A puff of eternity engraved in the heights. A piece of my night ancient and reborn. | Snow, rocks and sky. Border pass with Argentina |
| Thursday, April 06, 2006 | I fly sometimes without stopping and are my dreams the ones who propelled me. Where they came from? | Andes mountain chain this very morning... |
| Wednesday, April 05, 2006 | In the garden of delights not always we found what we search for. | Child tomb in high mountain cemetery. Argentina |
| Tuesday, April 04, 2006 | The serpent opened one eye and checked the horizon without knowing that in the kingdom of darkness there is no sunset and no dawn. | Mapocho river overflowing the banks. Santiago. Chile |
| Monday, April 03, 2006 | Holding his breath he observed the rivers of the planet Mars. The millenary lost tracks unveiling the mystery of a civilization. The bus crashed against a tree and there were the details of the ground right in front of his eyes, without explanations. | Dirt |
| Sunday, April 02, 2006 | In the multicolored shadows of what I desire, I discovered that inspiration is universal. | Patricia in Encanto Valley near Ovalle. North of Chile |
| Wednesday, March 29, 2006 | Pistols, coca cola, poverty and smiles. | Two brothers in Tierra Amarilla town near Copiapo. Chile |
| Tuesday, March 28, 2006 | With anxiety the guards waited for the expected signals that only came in small and modest doses of comprehension. | Telescopes scanning the celestial dome. Las Campanas, Chile. |
| Monday, March 27, 2006 | Calm being born in the process of raising my own internal unity. | Sun raising. Photo taken form Las Campanas hill. North of Chile. |
| Sunday, March 26, 2006 | Gods and semi-gods discarded in the ports of lost hopes. Heroes waiting for the human recognition to stand up and reveal once again the destiny that lies ahead. | Saint Peter with sun protection. Tongoy, Chile. |
| Saturday, March 25, 2006 | All public demonstration of affection are allowed and recommended... | Hot pepper. Hot homage to Edward Weston. |
| Friday, March 24, 2006 | The beauty of the dusk sang a melody without time, without space, without limits. The notes joyfully flew among the birds returning to their nests and among the last sun rays of an evening summer almost at the end of the millennia. | Patricia and Karen near Copiapo. Chile. |
| Monday, March 20, 2006 | Happy spring. Happy fall!. Depending where you live. If both seasons are good with you, then we advance in the conquering of contradiction. | Small river corner. Nature's sanctuary. El Arrayan. Chile |
| Sunday, March 19, 2006 | During those years in which Andrea grew up, the chemically induced dream like state of ordinary living made possible for people to not pay attention to anything not linked to their own pleasure or interest. Nobody notice the six fingers on each of Andrea's hand... | The joyful force of a mountain river. Nature's sanctuary in El Arrayan, Chile. |
| Friday, March 17, 2006 | It's that fine, soft rain that fills with memories my soul. Lost moments existing only in that marvelous space within all of us. | Musical offer, numeric bargain. |
| Wednesday, March 15, 2006 | And how is it possible to know if it is real?. I see and recognize myself in what is illusory... | Subterranean mountain range. Moneda subway, Santiago. Chile. |
| Monday, March 13, 2006 | Magical awakening of true feelings | Helio and some of his dynosaurs. |
| Friday, March 10, 2006 | The cycle and rhythm of life itself... | Underground station University of Chile, Santiago. |
| Thursday, March 09, 2006 | Eyes that do not see, heart that do feel and a lot... | Louis Braille house |
| Tuesday, March 07, 2006 | The majestic dance of the summer filled with silences and memories that space even more internal. They alternate themselves in the ancestral movement. | Eucalyptus at sunset. The Pyramide, Santiago. |
| Monday, March 06, 2006 | After observing the human species for a while we concluded that they have great potential if they assume its human condition... | Mrs. Ed giving a talk to some students |
| Sunday, March 05, 2006 | We submerged into the transparencies of the soul searching for what unites us and avoiding what divided us. | River mermaids |
| Saturday, March 04, 2006 | Water. Loud, thick and quiet waiting for you...caressing you. | This mermaid is dedicated to Gustav Klimt |
| Friday, March 03, 2006 | From the four winds we were formed in the image and likeness of the living and sacred. | Roberto Kohanoff and the plans for the hall. Manantiales, September 2004. |
| Thursday, March 02, 2006 | In the internal abodes wait all those who will get liberated when we reconcile with them. In turn we liberate ourselves. | In Rome there are the Caracalla springs. In the South we have the Caracoles spring. |
| Wednesday, March 01, 2006 | There are exeptional moments in our lives. When we don't desire anything and we don't have anything either. | Uga Tormen. A clear direction... |
| Monday, February 27, 2006 | Soft hope feeding futures that are going past the stars | Look Dad, there are people standing up on the windows! |
| Sunday, February 26, 2006 | Summer makes of my illusions a warm call that looses itself in the distance | Clear things: No madam, the hotel is next door... |
| Friday, February 24, 2006 | Harmony has an internal metric impossible to let go without savoring it until its last consequences... | Paradise motel. The last known place inspector Clousseau was seen. |
| Thursday, February 23, 2006 | A beautiful waterfall next to a beauty felt from the water | The mad one at the Lion waterfall in the south of Chile. |
| Wednesday, February 22, 2006 | After the dentist appointment I could not help drawing a shy smile... | I say what I think. I think little but I say it loud and clear. |
| Tuesday, February 21, 2006 | At the twilight of the smiles, the hearts who decided to be truthful now tremble. | Snow storm near Punta de Vacas, Argentina. |
| Sunday, February 19, 2006 | Floating blue, a great scream filled the air with sounds and possibilities. | Seagulls in Horcon, Chile. |
| Friday, February 17, 2006 | Sometimes in the silence of the night I feel your presence, your warmth and even nothing is being said I do know you have talked without words and I have answered with a kiss. | Selling socks on the way to Curarrehue, South of Chile. |
| Thursday, February 16, 2006 | Wheels over wheels wheeling... | It is always good to carry more than one. Atacama desert in Chile. |
| Wednesday, February 15, 2006 | What move us is sacred and profound. It can't be grasped easily but it has the flavor of growing happiness... | Floating smiles in Tongoy, Chile. |
| Tuesday, February 14, 2006 | On the inner road we can walk in darkness or in light... | Snow storm near Punta de Vacas, Argentina. |
| Monday, February 13, 2006 | Social sensitivity encourage values that are not lost in the passing of nothingness. | Local Idols |
| Sunday, February 12, 2006 | The epochal shallowness never give us anything. It only rob us hours that could have been spent in our development at the expense of people who were once real. | Imported Idols |
| Saturday, February 11, 2006 | Dis-covering... | Local mafia in Papudo, Chile. |
| Friday, February 10, 2006 | Beautifull lines exuding colors waiting for that point in which everything converges. | Multimedia artist Ivan Appelgren playing with architecture. |
| Thursday, February 09, 2006 | From the inside everything was perceived quite differently. A clear luminosity surrounded daily activities making them light, fine and simple. | Electoral poster covering an entire building at Alameda and Portugal streets. Santiago |
| Wednesday, February 08, 2006 | Nerves, hearts, skin and charms always seeing beyond the visible. Always looking farther than the illusion. | Corner street in downtown Santiago. |
| Monday, February 06, 2006 | Talking with my internal god I get each time closer to others. | Modern juglar. |
| Sunday, February 05, 2006 | If the ocean did not waken up our senses, it is because we are sleeping. | Poseydon playing at sunset. El Quisco, Chile. |
| Thursday, February 02, 2006 | We can't convince anyone who is not already convinced. We can only learn how to listen. | Who are we, where are we going to? |
| Wednesday, February 01, 2006 | Humid and faraway concavity. Soft smell of undiscovered futures. | What is the meaning of our horizontality? |
| Tuesday, January 31, 2006 | Human construction. | Six points star. |
| Monday, January 30, 2006 | It is a macabre and crude vision of life, according to this strange bird... | Murals chilean style. Weird team in Santiago. |
| Sunday, January 29, 2006 | Entangled towards the future, thouhgts, actions and desires configure our present made of intentions. | Claudietto and canine guarding entrance to a refuge in Lo Valdez, Chile. |
| Friday, January 27, 2006 | The soft water caresses the rock until converts it into dust... | The bride's veil. El Volcan, Chile. |
| Thursday, January 26, 2006 | A face showing the marks of time. A timeless face showing marks that goes beyond our lives. | Meat pies vendors at a Sunday fair in Puente Alto, Chile. |
| Wednesday, January 25, 2006 | That primal matter carrying inside millennia of hope. That primal live matter caressing futures made of light and softness. | Sculpture artist Marta Lucas in her studio. |
| Tuesday, January 24, 2006 | The spring came dressed in fire. The smells and taste of what already happened also arrived. Everything came to be re-lived once more. | Ageless grafitti in Encanto Valley. Chile. |
| Monday, January 23, 2006 | In the calm fog of my recent memories, I have intuitions of future joyful notes... | Twin artisans in Valparaiso. |
| Sunday, January 22, 2006 | I have felt at times that my life is perfect and I have felt also at times that I don't know how to feel like that again... | Them and us. Sea wolves in Valparaiso, Chile. |
| Saturday, January 21, 2006 | At the beginning nothing existed besides the nothing. All was included in the nothing and from the nothing all was born... | Does time exists? |
| Friday, January 20, 2006 | He had flight without wings and submerged in the depths without gills. How do we do it? | Sea aviators in formation. |
| Thursday, January 19, 2006 | In the blue of dawn I seek to aspire as feep as I can. | Firshermen's women. Portales fish cove, Valaparaiso. Chile |
| Wednesday, January 18, 2006 | Traveling through the world of fleeting shadows, the musical notes slowly extended themselves filling with life a non existent space. | Street musician in La Calera, Chile. |
| Monday, January 16, 2006 | It is not possible to understand anything until the disposition to do it appears. Dressed in colors and feathers of hope, it comes when we asked for it... | Artist Tania Germ remembers Rivera's wife. |
| Sunday, January 15, 2006 | A dance of sunflowers in the summer is enough to fill any space with beauty. | Maria Roldan and the milkmaid fable. |
| Saturday, January 14, 2006 | Life does not only flow. Sometimes it is enjoyed plenty. | Couple at Valparaiso port. |
| Wednesday, January 11, 2006 | In the dispossessed arms, in the skin dried of tenderness, in the troubled hearts we can also find hope... | Watering the sky. Alameda & Namur. Santiago, Chile |
| Tuesday, January 10, 2006 | I have never been able to kiss with my eyes open. I can't imagine anything good... | Kiss looking South East. Love Parade in Santiago. |
| Monday, January 09, 2006 | Can we talk about liberty where there is no right to ownership of the land? | He wrote his name at the entrance and then disappeared |
| Sunday, January 08, 2006 | I do not distinguish well between the extra ordinary and what they call normal. Sometimes I get confused | We just had a picnic in the front patio. |
| Saturday, January 07, 2006 | In the honor and grace of all chileans (they are the only ones who can laugh at it) | If you are sent there, do not go... |
| Friday, January 06, 2006 | It was not the poet who run at the dawn of his memories. It was the poetry devoided of legs who find her precious freedom. | Jogger |
| Thursday, January 05, 2006 | Trying to divide the attention I ended up dividing the images and my eyes playing virtual ping pong... | Violet |
| Wednesday, January 04, 2006 | Everything thought and imagined was not even remotely close to reality. It was pure illusion | Cave |
| Tuesday, January 03, 2006 | Only a fleeting moment containing the eternity of feelings. | Friends. |
| Monday, January 02, 2006 | Happy New Year! | |
| Saturday, December 31, 2005 | We say goodbye to the year wit a a big hug and the best wishes for each one of you. Always grateful for your support! | To climb heavens a long and a short ladder is needed. Metro Tobalaba, Santiago. Chile |
| Thursday, December 29, 2005 | From the deepest parts of the human being the celestial mansions manifest themselves. | Mount analog of the void. |
| Wednesday, December 28, 2005 | A tumultuous transit towards ignored truths. An open space where your cold face caresses the summer. | Red hands Matilde. Scene maker in action. |
| Tuesday, December 27, 2005 | I leave this one to be interpreted by you in whichever way you want. | Solid moment. Araucarias in National Park Huerquehue. Chile |
| Monday, December 26, 2005 | Travellers we are. Let's not forget it ever | Today, our friend Fernando Arredondo started his voyage. Bon voyage Fernando and until we see each other again! |
| Sunday, December 25, 2005 | That flame extinguishing slowly, illuminates a huge fire approaching in the future. | Exequiel Gomez during a rehersal of the group Status Quo. Dance La Vitrina. |
| Friday, December 23, 2005 | Zuko is a dog with a sense of humor. This is one of his best smiles. | Greetings and smiles for everybody! |
| Thursday, December 22, 2005 | Technical development has gotten us close to levitation. | Micky experimenting with lightness. I experiment with a new lens. |
| Wednesday, December 21, 2005 | Our truth will be constructed with transparency and reflections | Light and water in Santiago hills |
| Monday, December 19, 2005 | I'll search within the lost and forgotten for the feeling that softly persists... | The clean calm of Combarbala. Chile. |
| Sunday, December 18, 2005 | Heavy feelings, tired nameless dreams, only existing in the warm souls who lost their compass. | I am selling these dark eyes..any buyers? (chilean folk song) |
| Saturday, December 17, 2005 | Between what is weak and strong resignation advances... | Weirdness Brigade in action. Alameda Art Center. Santiago |
| Wednesday, December 14, 2005 | The Secrets | We experience the only space with political freedom locked in a box. |
| Tuesday, December 13, 2005 | I got close to the future and its aroma of winter birds entered all my pores and filled me with hope. | Walking together. Panquehue, Catemu and Llay-Llay, Chile |
| Monday, December 12, 2005 | The applause | Cactus flower, Illapel, IV Region. Chile |
| Sunday, December 11, 2005 | We have learned to wait patiently and without haste when what we do is done as an end in itself, without expecting results. | Midnight near Matta Ave., the day collapse silently on a bus window. |
| Saturday, December 10, 2005 | That seducing calm dressed in green and lights is the one who announces a growing future vertigo. I only see signs that trouble my soul. | Filming in Santiago |
| Friday, December 09, 2005 | Far from being able to see is always the heart the one who feels the path to follow. The ideas are only to support it... | Evening symphony. Uspallata, Argentina. |
| Thursday, December 08, 2005 | Looking towards the abyss everything disappeared in a darkness without limits. From the center gradually everything got lighter expanding itself towards the infinite space. | Vegetal fan. Palm leave. |
| Wednesday, December 07, 2005 | Dressed in gold and velvet dusk came filling with late touches my memories that are no longer in the past. | Above view of a meeting of the officers of the Workers Union in Santiago. |
| Tuesday, December 06, 2005 | Lots of people...numbers are not important and much less are percentages. | Peñalolen. Cultural gathering for the political campaign of the coalition |
| Monday, December 05, 2005 | Smell of summer that approaches timidly, extending the afternoons in quiet shadows. | Filming in Santiago. |
| Sunday, December 04, 2005 | Listening from a relative high space. | Walking with Tomas. Peñalolén |
| Saturday, December 03, 2005 | Tight knots | The economic power in Chile suddenly seems to me a bit blurry. Meeting of Businessmen. |
| Friday, December 02, 2005 | Even when the mechanical heart could fail, your human one is perfect, sensitive kind and powerful. | This Joaquin sets more parameters in spite of the apparent existing conditions. Punitaqui, IV Region - Chile |
| Thursday, December 01, 2005 | One of the most strange reveries is this one of enclosing ourselves between four walls and spent 30 years paying for it... | Postmodern Chile: the minimalist dream, Curacavi, Route 68. |
| Tuesday, November 29, 2005 | Where the sky embrace the earth, a humble and sincere message is been born for all those who carry failure in their hearts. | Border entry "The Liberators" between Chile and Argentina. |
| Monday, November 28, 2005 | Dark eyes of hidden beauties. Dark hairs shinning in the beautiful summer evenings. | Walking with Tomas: Group of kids in Peñalolen. |
| Sunday, November 27, 2005 | Between the red and the orange is the human being. | Walking with Tomas Hirsch in one of Santiago's poorest districts. |
| Saturday, November 26, 2005 | If the eyes could see you floating in an empty space without future or present, they will look at you for a long time without prejudice or haste. | Walking with Tomas: People from Reñaca Alto listen to a speech. |
| Friday, November 25, 2005 | The umbrella could not help itself and tempted by what he knew only to give, decided to get under the shadow of a tree. | Choreographic practice at a high school in Downtown Santiago |
| Thursday, November 24, 2005 | On a spring afternoon the objets met to discuss their main purpose in the objectal world. They did not reach any interesting conclusions... | Street commerce in La Victoria Plaza, "a great social center" |
| Wednesday, November 23, 2005 | The South American "jaguars" stayed short on mobilization and long on exploitation. | Pedro Montt Avenue. Just like the song says: "like you there is no other". |
| Tuesday, November 22, 2005 | Intentions do not die with people. They continue in time and incarnate into new ideas. | Old graphics in a downtown street |
| Monday, November 21, 2005 | At the warmth of a melting pot of hopes, eternal images are forged. | Mirrored looks in La Victoria. |
| Sunday, November 20, 2005 | When the General reached the top of his power he realized the city was full of girardis... | Electoral cloning. Just if they cannot be seen well, better to put a whole more of the same. |
| Saturday, November 19, 2005 | Through their mouth fish truly die | Sea bass |
| Friday, November 18, 2005 | Matrix Agents | Executives |
| Thursday, November 17, 2005 | The only important thing is if the message touches my heart or not. | Campaign Trail. La Calera, Chile. |
| Wednesday, November 16, 2005 | Listening | Campaign trail. El Melon Region V. Chile |
| Tuesday, November 15, 2005 | Who says we are not prepared to govern ourselves? Specially considering the governments we have today... | The people to the presidential palace. |
| Sunday, November 13, 2005 | Together we can do much better for a long time into the future. This is just the beginning. | During a manifestation of the coalition "Together we can even better" in La Bandera, Santiago. |
| Friday, November 11, 2005 | Eyes and heart combined to produce, to tremble to generate, to embrace... | Video specialists Jorge Lopez and Carlo Messina. Dedicated to their Art and an inspiration to all of us having the privilege of working with them. |
| Thursday, November 10, 2005 | Between whispers and secrets they kissed in a corner of a time that only spring knows. | Horses for rent at dusk. |
| Sunday, November 06, 2005 | What is strange sometimes is accepted with such normalcy, but it will never be different than what it really is...no matter how much is accepted. | Bird of prey. Bold Eagle in the Presidential Palace, Santiago.Chile |
| Saturday, October 29, 2005 | Elegantly pushed together | Condo |
| Friday, October 28, 2005 | Colored Northern guts. | Ruins of a metal smelter in Huanchaca, Antofagasta, Chile. |
| Thursday, October 27, 2005 | Sometimes a feel a big void inside. I remember then that in shadows and darkness I can only find myself. Nothing bad can come to me... | Fleeting spaces. 100 Matucana, Santiago. |
| Wednesday, October 26, 2005 | Luckily the NORMAL size is rich in variety... | Womens gathering. To see the entire gallery: http://www.tomashirsch.cl |
| Tuesday, October 25, 2005 | Soft looks filled with intent. Tough looks looking... | Children in Rancagua, Chile |
| Monday, October 24, 2005 | Presented with complete and coherent candidates like this one, it is incredible that anyone will vote for someone who they don't like or respect. | Candidate to senator Joaquin Arduengo getting a vaccine against a "height virus". Encanto valley, Ovalle, Chile. |
| Sunday, October 23, 2005 | Energy. | Force. |
| Saturday, October 22, 2005 | I can invert my perspective as a reflection of a silvery moon that showers creative light, opens dreamed horizons and re-discover the for-others. | Light on the water. |
| Friday, October 21, 2005 | That fatal September 11 was not only the end of an extraordinary dream but also de beginning of a nightnare without name or reason. To want ourselves free in a better world is a the most costly right we have had. | Lucy contemplates the bombing of the presidential palace in Chile. Hoyts cinema, 8:30 PM |
| Thursday, October 20, 2005 | In the blue calm dawn I ask myself for the transformation of pain and suffering around us. I ask myself for the sacred inside us. | Peace. Villarrica lake, 8:00 AM. Chile |
| Wednesday, October 19, 2005 | So much alike and so different at the same time | Route 5 North near Los Vilos, Chile. |
| Tuesday, October 18, 2005 | Following the intuitions of the soul, she realized her destiny existed and her entire future opened up to that possibility. | Intermitent sun rays and dove songs at the Sybil Oracle in Naples, Italy. |
| Monday, October 17, 2005 | Down with the imposition of time!, Down with distances!, Plotting and rebellion right now! | Joaquin Arduengo, poet. |
| Sunday, October 16, 2005 | Expanding always from the center... | Heart of a rose. |
| Saturday, October 15, 2005 | What is not being seen is almost always worthwhile to recognize it... | Dominican kids in a neighborhood in Madrid |
| Friday, October 14, 2005 | I look at myself first to be able to see myself later and when I look at myself later I realize I do not recognize myself. | Self portrait at Cathedral Street in Santiago, Chile. |
| Thursday, October 13, 2005 | From Damsacus they travel to Tajo river to melt metals at the level of the gods. | Toledo at the end of the afternoon. Dedicated to Rafa and Martine with a big hug from this far away land. |
| Wednesday, October 12, 2005 | Inspiration travelled with the fresh and soft wind coming from the future. | Leonardo lives! El Quisco resort. Fifth Region in Chile. |
| Tuesday, October 11, 2005 | Our work is rooted in millenary tradition. Our nets interact with the ocean with sweetness, force and necessity. | A peculiar funeral march. Port of San Antonio. Chile |
| Monday, October 10, 2005 | Few notes of a symphony without images bursting out of the human heart. | Mr Hernan Rojas, the best piano tuner on this side of Rio Grande. |
| Sunday, October 09, 2005 | Just for you...my love. | The roses are clearly very red and beautiful. What I can't understand is why Gorbachov is selling them at the corner of Saint Isabel and V.Mackenna |
| Saturday, October 08, 2005 | I just saw the world inside my eyes | October 8, 2005 |
| Friday, October 07, 2005 | The evolution of things is sometimes disconcerting... | Would you do it all over again? Christopher Columbus statue in Colon Plaza, Madrid. |
| Thursday, October 06, 2005 | The hours languish waiting for a future that repairs all injustices committed. | October 5th. PLebiscite in 1988. Protest in Downtown Santiago. I arrived 20 minutes later... |
| Wednesday, October 05, 2005 | I search for a quiet place to reflect on the daily events. | The evening falls at the phanteon in the All God's Temple. Rome. |
| Tuesday, October 04, 2005 | From where you look? | "I have crossed oceans and mountains..." Photographer and model. El Prado Museum, Madrid. |
| Monday, October 03, 2005 | Restlessly moving the winged moments fly in unison towards the sacred space as the dance itself. | Instable movement. Tamara Gonzalez during a rehearsal of Satus Quo at La Vitrina |
| Sunday, October 02, 2005 | Future adults in an interesting stage. | An accurate hit on the base and the entire pyramid collapsed. |
| Saturday, October 01, 2005 | And from your guts, gold, silver and nourishment were born for all those who will someday populate the universe. | Journey to the center of the Earth. Inca Bridge. Argentina |
| Friday, September 30, 2005 | Human beings abandoned to a miserable destiny. | Street scene. Santa Isabel & Lira. 5:30 pm |
| Thursday, September 29, 2005 | There are moments in which the correct thinking is no more than an unforgivable armor. | She walk the world with a bubble bottle, blowing bubbles and watching them fly..nothing else. Bubble Lady, Berkeley |
| Wednesday, September 28, 2005 | Her infinite dance invited me to feel that something sacred and profound existed there. I never knew if it was outside or inside of me but I felt it close to me. | September 28, 2005 |
| Tuesday, September 27, 2005 | Wet kisses to everyone... | Windows cleaning service (I promise no more dogs!) |
| Sunday, September 25, 2005 | Inexhaustible weaver of images knitted in words and movement... | Carola Villar in Far West outfit. Antoja in Manantiales. 5:00 PM |
| Saturday, September 24, 2005 | To accept one's own disagreements eliminate all intermediaries and resolve all conflicts. First we need to know ourselves and second we need to re-cognize ourselves. Between the first and the second lays forgetfulness. | It seems that this is the dog's month on the Daily Picture... |
| Friday, September 23, 2005 | Only when I am far away, Chile smells like cumin. When closer it brings fragrances of friendship and humid soil. Sometimes is the smell of gunpowder between the white walls that startle my dreams. | From Dachau to Quilpue. Memory perspective. Exhibition of the victims of Pinochet dictatorship in Chile. |
| Thursday, September 22, 2005 | When we have to laugh is good to do it all the way! | Street clown performing at a park in Santiago, Chile. |
| Wednesday, September 21, 2005 | Sometimes I am amazed by the amount of years that take to realize how little I know about everything. | The incredulous look on daily reality. Microbus in downtown Santiago. 1:00 pm |
| Tuesday, September 20, 2005 | I wish my intentions to triumph. I wish all human intentions to triumph. I wish for the triumph of the spirit, the most human attribute we all have. | The artistic look on the art look. Pia contemplates Salvador Dali bronze statues. Mapocho Station, Chile. 6:00 pm |
| Monday, September 19, 2005 | The photographer not only need to rest the hands and eyes. Actually, walking sometimes help to capture those perfect moments. | Self portrait. Chilean Independence day celebration. |
| Sunday, September 18, 2005 | Resting under the shadow of the police order. | While some block the traffic this one takes a nap under the morning spring sun. Police and dogs. Constitution palace. |
| Saturday, September 17, 2005 | Through the river the moon goes hiding. In its silver path leaves the reveries. The desires growing under its thin light are the ones bringing disasters, sadness and anguish. | Magnus Rasmussen flies during Status Quo rehersal. Dance group La Vitrina.. |
| Friday, September 16, 2005 | The eye can see beauty in most of what exists and Imagination can do it with what does not exists yet... | Zaida Gonzalez, exhibition companion and image transgressor. |
| Thursday, September 15, 2005 | I would love to see my nose and discover what is unusual... | Said whaaat? |
| Wednesday, September 14, 2005 | I have seen this guy somewhere... | President Bush 60th aniversary speech of the creation of United Nations. |
| Tuesday, September 13, 2005 | The musical notes flew joyfully over the darkness and the present. | Florcita Motuda live at Plaza de Armas, Santiago. |
| Monday, September 12, 2005 | Extra Ordinary | March on September 11. Cleanup municipal crew. |
| Sunday, September 11, 2005 | Mounted on the giant wings of kindness I can only give the best of myself and believe in the best of others. | In search of sacred balance. Choreographic practice of "Totem". La Vitrina dance group |
| Saturday, September 10, 2005 | Sometimes I want the blue arms of hope to embrace me and take me to that precise place in which I'll found myself. | "To be noticed without being seen". Sign on the road to Brescia, Italy. |
| Friday, September 09, 2005 | These gods also wait but not eternally... | Suzuki Temple. Skeleton of a used auto store. Santiago |
| Thursday, September 08, 2005 | The gods keep waiting eternally. | Saturn Temple. Skeleton and columns at Roman forum. |
| Wednesday, September 07, 2005 | And that water penetrated the spirit and at the depth of their hearts a small seed was born that day. A modest seed that will grow and expand in the universe, because without a doubt came from the most ancient universal and human truths. | Soft sun bath illuminates the central space of the Benedictine monks chapel. 4:00 PM |
| Tuesday, September 06, 2005 | I always imagined enlightenment a little bit differently... | A reporter get enlightened in front of his peers indifference. Old National Congress building, 11:00 AM |
| Monday, September 05, 2005 | Human protest is met with resistance. Law and Order are not guarantees of justice. | Chilean presidential candidate Tomas Hirsch accompanied by mortgage debtors trying to reach the government palace. |
| Sunday, September 04, 2005 | Animal violence | Canine conflict. Ahumada street. Santiago |
| Saturday, September 03, 2005 | I do not undrestand death any more because I observe bodies without life. Incredible that we study now to dissasemble corpses... | Superior education. Criminalist school. Downtown Santiago, 11:00 pm |
| Friday, September 02, 2005 | While the powerful crumble and an entire world of false hopes collapse, here we are silently and humbly preparing a new dawn for the human being. A dignified space awaited for eons in the Universe where it belongs to. | Looking for a man (Diogenes). Downtown Santiago, 9:00 AM |
| Thursday, September 01, 2005 | Dove is a bit disconnected from reality and obviously and predictably, has reduced options to only 2... | It is good to have the option to choose... La Reina district, 2:00 pm |
| Wednesday, August 31, 2005 | Let me tell you that I am quite bored with so much water falling from the sky. I cannot look up anymore! | Rain storm in Santiago. |
| Tuesday, August 30, 2005 | Perhaps he will also be called by the ligt and they will re unite in the luminous eternity. Maybe he will follow the light of a faraway lighthouse and he will also go into the sea to follow his destiny... | Irrefutable proof that life exists on planet Earth. |
| Monday, August 29, 2005 | Breathing the soft perfume of dawn, the pilgrim resumed her ascendent path towards her destiny. | the gods ARE. We are in the process ob BEING |
| Friday, August 26, 2005 | The beauty of the Work unfold itself in the same way that a cactus flower does in the middle of the desert. A slow and quiet process in the dark until a beautiful flower sorrounded by thorns is born | Point Mandala |
| Wednesday, August 24, 2005 | Now you can talk to me about love. Now we can talk to each other in the dark quietness of the night about all that we never said to each other because I was so busy with my own lights, with my own sounds, with my own nothingness. | Andes Mountains in South America |
| Tuesday, August 23, 2005 | Finally I remember you well. Not because you have changed, but rather because you occupy the correct placement in my memory. When I think of you, I just think of you. I no longer think about what you were or what you could not be. Neither I think of what I wanted you to be nor what you just could not be. I had just bettered my perception... | What is inside? What is outside? Mana on the window. Quinta Normal, Santiago. 4:00 PM |
| Monday, August 22, 2005 | I cannot spend my life in the port of my memories waiting for that ship that one day will arrive. I will see it in the horizon with its yellow sails impelled by your breath made of flowers. I choose the present. | Winter, hermetic rejoycing, pregnant with a sleeping spring. |
| Sunday, August 21, 2005 | Attend and reflect...Times are not changing. They already changed! | Jorge Brantmayer. Photographer in its own ink. Animal Gallery, 7:00 pm |
| Saturday, August 20, 2005 | in spite of it all, we are resillient believers. Illusions are just a snack and not the main course. | "bodies with no....", Advertising for a brand of soap. Santiago, 21 Hrs. |
| Friday, August 19, 2005 | What would become of nature if my eyes did not exist to contemplate it? She asked herself meditatively. She would stand there with her beautiful gown, with all those pearls made by the dew of dawn, with her arms stretched out in the wind that caresses me, without having anybody to love her, she answered herself. | Artists. Teodoro Elssaca, visual artist and Gaston Soublette, Musician and philosopher. Bellas Artes Museum, 8:pm |
| Thursday, August 18, 2005 | Fear, paranoia, insecurity and lack of trust had never been in the objects or situations. They are the product of the mind. The world is mental... | Lights in the sky were once the symbol of joy. 50th anniversary of the Golden Gate Bridge. San Francisco, 1996 |
| Wednesday, August 17, 2005 | The bigger, the better... With this philosophy the poor world had been messed up in big quantities. | Chile is an orphan country and needs his mama. Constitution Plaza, Santiago. 12:30 pm |
| Tuesday, August 16, 2005 | Now I can listen the dew falling at dawn, the movement of the rocks when waking up, the yawning of the sky in its immensity. I also feel that your beautiful world had grown even more with the passage of time. | The beauty of chance. Bottom of a sink, Arcis School of design. |
| Monday, August 15, 2005 | I can only dance for as long as the music last, for as long we hold the present as something sacred, as the source of all enlightenment, as the essence of timeless joy, as the condition for all meaningful things to come... | Towards there! Metro station. Baquedano. |
| Sunday, August 14, 2005 | If you dance with me there will be no time to rest. The night will kiss the sun, feet will hardly touch the earth, extended arms towards the sky, eyes closed into the future. Souls opening to the unknown | Where are they going to? Street in San Francisco. |
| Friday, August 12, 2005 | Mondo Cane | Photographer Miguel Etchepare inspect samples from belgian photographers. Museum of fine Arts, Santiago, 6:45 pm |
| Thursday, August 11, 2005 | In its veins there is the challenge of an entire life looking at the sea. The unstopping wind could not bend his indomitable spirit. | Cypresses, Monterrey, California. |
| Wednesday, August 10, 2005 | From the great heights they descended luminous and brilliant as its source of origin. | Tribute to Ansel Adams. Great Canyon, Arizona, 1980 |
| Tuesday, August 09, 2005 | It was not the white winter with its coldness the one that brought sadness and misery. The ones who did not warm and dress its people are the true responsible ones. | Missed connections. Streets of Santiago. Chile. |
| Monday, August 08, 2005 | From the center of fire life surged and expanded in concentric waves until it reached the human heart. There it stopped for an instant, turned upon itself and launched its creative act towards the stars and its own origin. | Mandala |
| Sunday, August 07, 2005 | The winter brought sadness in spite of the luminosity of the days. | Missed connections. Streets of Madrid, Spain. |
| Saturday, August 06, 2005 | The white light blinked for an instant and once more the voice, each time closer said: I am the light of the world. I am the present, the past and what is to come. I exist in the center of life... | Old houses in Santiago, Chile. |
| Friday, August 05, 2005 | I have been ironing so much lately that I ironed my own body without realizing it. | Friday at the iron party... |
| Thursday, August 04, 2005 | All the mornings of the future could evaporate within the lack of spirit. In the same way all dawns promising new days could project themselves forever thanks to the effort of that same spirit. | Escalators. What is up and what is down. |
| Wednesday, August 03, 2005 | Is the memory I keep of your dreams the one who impels me to listen to the human echo on the evening of a near future. | Rainbow, a light at dusk. La Reina, Santiago, 6:00 pm |
| Tuesday, August 02, 2005 | Seagull1:I understand that there is no more cocaine on the formula of these drinks, right? Seagull2: Oh no, there isn't any need to go to extremes anymore. Propaganda does it much better now... |
