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Galería de fotografias. творчество -arte- Galerie d´photographie.Walter González Sansohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11519841098466229867noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398188017154716437.post-33446201655148928432012-02-10T12:46:00.000-08:002012-02-10T13:05:26.205-08:00Pintares de luz<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: #fff2cc;"><u><strong><span style="color: #cc0000;">De</span><span style="color: #e06666;">s</span><span style="color: #e69138;">te</span><span style="color: #990000;">llos</span></strong></u></span></span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #990000; font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">Luces inquietas que dibujan mil formas y colores</span></span></em></strong><strong><em><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #990000; font-size: large;"></span></em></strong><br /><br /><u><br /></u><br /><u><br /></u><br /><u><br /></u><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Incomparables matices que <br />surgen espontaneos <br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639103960060235922" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-De9EpF9KBFA/TkIfLKbjkJI/AAAAAAAAAIc/9gV9-Xhqbns/s400/DSCI0380.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 348px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 443px;" /> <br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size: 78%;">Composición realizada con rama, piedra y flores marchitas acompañando a <em>Diva</em>, la gatita siamesa </span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638169840168452338" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tkT55oLQRM4/Tj7NmOqPwPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/EAPbTS0sUf8/s400/DSCI0516.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 341px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 462px;" /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size: 78%;">Figura diseñada sobre un viejo piso de arena y portland, en una rotura del mismo, decorada con ramas, distintas hojas (vivas y cortadas) y pétalos. </span></strong><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398188017154716437-2025284715957632912?l=estilarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Walter González Sansohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11519841098466229867noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398188017154716437.post-7312067447927464002010-12-12T12:25:00.000-08:002011-10-08T23:26:50.127-07:00El futuro del planeta<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551334309625422706" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/TQpNJHKpY3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/BJHXX43DkIQ/s400/Noecampo2004.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 353px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 467px;" /><br />Debemos preservar a los bosques autóctonos, selvas, ríos, mares, así<br />como a las especies que habitan en ellos.<br />¿Podrán ver y disfrutar las próximas generaciones de la flora y la fauna<br />silvestre, salvaje y originaria, no alterada y libre de la explotación humana?<br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637506291255456866" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5wUGa_6p2eA/TjxyGmVPtGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/OQdR4BhMDas/s400/DSCI0517.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 329px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 445px;" /> Los ambientes naturales son el mejor sitio para la vida en el planeta.<br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551163591574739938" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/TQmx4A3k2-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BUSyn3wx3YQ/s400/DSCI0518.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 357px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 461px;" /> Mucho tendrá que cambiar en el mundo de hoy. Debe replantearse la humanidad, inteligentemente, en sus actitudes, en la forma de vida, en la conciencia de las personas, en sus métodos.<br /><br /><div>La naturaleza no es propiedad económica, comerciable o lucrativa. Siempre debe ser un terreno auto-sustentable, libre, natural, limpio de toda invasión humana. Porque en ella está el agua, el aire, la vida animal, desde los inicios de las especies.</div><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="color: #990000;">El aire</span></strong> es dañado por la actividad humana: tráfico vehícular terrestre, aereo, grandes y pequeñas industrias, incendios, fugmigaciones rurales, basurales, gases domésticos, etc.</div><br /><br /><div><span style="color: #990000;"><strong>El agua</strong></span>, un recurso crucial para la vida humana y demás especies, será escasa y, para colmo, muy contaminada si no se toman medidas urgentes para preservarla.</div><br /><br /><div>No olvidemos que más del ochenta por ciento del agua del planeta es salada. El agua dulce está considerada como un patrimonio extremadamente valioso para la subsistencia de muchos eco-sistemas y poblaciones humanas del planeta.</div><br /><br /><div>Todo indica que, en un futuro no muy lejano, el agua dulce será muy escasa en el mundo. Para ello podemos ver ciertos porcentajes aterradores: la ecuación es sencilla, <strong>el planeta tenía</strong> <strong>2.500 millones de habitantes en 1950 y tiene cerca de 7.000 en el año 2010. En el año 2025, a ese ritmo de crecimiento, más de 8.000 millones de habitantes se tendrán que dividir la misma cantidad de agua que hoy tenemos. Pero, dentro de los cálculos, dentro de veinte años, la reserva mundial de agua disponible por habitante será tres veces menor a la de 1950.</strong><br />A ello se le suman dos grandes problemas: la contaminación que se produce cuando aguas residuales, desechos líquidos, pesticidas, solventes o combustibles industriales, etc, ingresan a ríos, napas o aguas subterraneas.</div><br /><br /><div>Por el lado de <span style="color: #990000;"><strong>el suelo</strong></span>, los bosques, la selva, los valles, también han sufrido y sufren daños extremos y van destruyéndose a pasos acelerados. Actividades económicas muy invasivas, destruyen los terrenos naturales tales como la explotación minera, las actividades agrícolas, o también los proyectos inmobiliarios, que, delictivamente, no respetan los límites urbanos e invaden y extinguen zonas de sierras, de bosques, de selvas, muy necesarias como <strong>pulmones de aire puro y habitat de muchas especies animales</strong>, las cuales (territorios naturales y especies) <strong>deben ser protegidas y conservadas por el estado</strong> -nacional o provincial- (muchas veces actuando como <strong>cómplice, </strong>que participa en <strong>sucios negociados con empresarios mafiosos</strong>)</div><br /><br /><div>Los gobiernos de turno detentan el poder, por lo cual, son quienes deben controlar y aplicar todo el rigor de la ley con el fundametal objetivo de cuidar el <strong>territorio natural</strong>, las areas que deben ser <strong>protegidas</strong>, y de esa manera, por ende, preservará la salud y el bienestar de la población. </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/7Bz3LJwJbw0/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Bz3LJwJbw0&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Bz3LJwJbw0&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <em><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Solo tenemos <span style="color: #38761d;">MEDIO AMBIENTE</span>...<span style="color: #cc0000;">Cuidémoslo</span></span></strong></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398188017154716437-731206744792746400?l=estilarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Walter González Sansohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11519841098466229867noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398188017154716437.post-71374807344845902892009-12-19T14:25:00.001-08:002011-10-08T22:58:31.498-07:00La vida distinta<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/Sy56nxP4eYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RTe-SIaLRZw/s1600-h/saltoalrio.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417402225426725250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/Sy56nxP4eYI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RTe-SIaLRZw/s400/saltoalrio.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div><strong>Vida inicial</strong> </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><em>Corrímos beduínos que acecharon la fortaleza de cristal,<br /><br />armados con el as laser desintegrador.<br /><br />Buscamos al tigre que todos temían, astutos,<br /><br />trepamos gigantes árboles de una jungla impenetrable,<br /><br />y domamos al felino con inmenso coraje.<br /><br /><br /><br />Volamos en el avión espía sobre el enemigo.<br /><br />Saltamos al río de los monstruos ocultos.<br /><br />Agarramos la fruta imposible, la del poder total,<br /><br />de aquel lugar perdido en la tierra.<br /><br />Fuímos Hijitus, Tarzán, Batman, Supermán y El Zorro.<br /><br />Hasta que nos atrapó, entre unas nubes grises,</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>y nos llevó los juegos y risas, </em><br /><br /><em>esa sombra intrusa y silenciosa </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>ahogada en formal disfraz.<br /></em><br /><br /><strong>Raúl W. González Sanso</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398188017154716437-7137480734484590289?l=estilarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Walter González Sansohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11519841098466229867noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398188017154716437.post-72209154788217647542009-07-17T23:56:00.000-07:002011-10-08T23:06:56.928-07:00Retratos<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553190327759935202" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/TRDlLlhEFuI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mqqls3PLuog/s400/CaroNoeLeaJor.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 342px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 461px;" /><strong>Nuestros hijos</strong><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553186783800443362" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/TRDh9TPRweI/AAAAAAAAAGg/B4tuQqzPhiM/s400/DSCI0856.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 470px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 357px;" /><strong>Natalia</strong><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359694503282244994" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SmF1wPzAfYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/OIGxA1YnCS4/s400/DSCI0194.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 429px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 329px;" /><strong>José María</strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637245986961095618" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1P68XKwZuis/TjuFW5RP-8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/lTtKVAmltbI/s400/DSCI0509.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 374px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 491px;" /><strong>Ahijado y Padrino felices</strong><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398188017154716437-7220915478821764754?l=estilarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Walter González Sansohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11519841098466229867noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398188017154716437.post-17196054508170007302009-07-15T13:18:00.000-07:002011-12-05T19:07:23.777-08:00Fotografía barroca<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SmDNFZZE8II/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ae3jn62joZE/s1600-h/DSCI0165.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359509049169997954" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SmDNFZZE8II/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Ae3jn62joZE/s400/DSCI0165.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 347px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 450px;" /></a> <strong><span style="color: #003300;">La veneración</span></strong><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/Sl47BNpniOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4ESwGrbo6FA/s1600-h/DSCI0008.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358785498647595234" 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align="center"></div>................................................................................................................................</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398188017154716437-780166754998165057?l=estilarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Walter González Sansohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11519841098466229867noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398188017154716437.post-26216755461660571802009-02-22T11:43:00.000-08:002011-12-05T19:11:08.090-08:00Secretos visuales<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div><em><span style="font-size: 130%;"><strong></strong></span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size: 130%;"><strong>Escenas </strong></span></em><br /><br /><br /><br />La fotografía nos permite explorar nuestro mundo, la vida que transcurre a nuestro alrededor. Su atractivo y virtud consiste en la captación de distintas situaciones o ambientes que merecen ser registrados.<br />Los buenos trabajos fotográficos se basan en la originalidad, estética y oportunismo del enfoque, aspectos muy complejos y difíciles de lograr por el captador de escenas.<br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637250497476146418" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3NsanQ2pM4/TjuJdcP1tPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3SJlRLGeM2M/s400/copia.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 473px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 361px;" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553561997823126626" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/TRI3NoZbLGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3xnqOoBeivw/s400/fiesta.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 409px;" /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553558923798495026" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/TRI0asw1vzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZDrXDdGAMcs/s400/DSCI0789.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 416px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 319px;" /> <br />Fiesta popular de la comunidad boliviana<br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553555798757130546" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/TRIxkzE6wTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/q8Dq_6pTgrs/s400/FiestVirgdesc.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 333px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 433px;" /><br />Agrupaciónes de desfile, bailando con sus coloridos vestidos -fotos 1, 2 y 3 <strong>arriba</strong>-, y otro de los grupos, descansando luego de bailar, desfilando al sol y por varias horas -foto 4, de <strong>abajo</strong>-, durante los grandes festejos en honor a la <strong>Virgen de Urkupiña</strong>, organizados por la comunidad de residentes bolivianos en la ciudad de Córdoba, desarrollados en la avenida principal de Villa El Libertador.<br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305722308251338834" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SaG2VBQvyFI/AAAAAAAAADo/udL3W67yyTM/s400/050.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 504px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 343px;" /> <span style="font-size: 85%;"><strong><em>Brillos del altiplano</em></strong></span><br /><br /><br /><br />Fotografía tomada a bailarinas de Bolivia, en el Carnaval Andino de <strong>Arica</strong>, en la frontera Perú-Chile. América del Sur.<br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348175945143158338" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SjiJr66MBkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sFtlPY3CxM4/s400/DSCI0123.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /> <strong>Noelia y la magia </strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359523351082981282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SmDaF4K2V6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/4c7yGqR9WKM/s400/DSCI0163.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 329px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 451px;" /> <strong><span style="color: #330000;">La entrada</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359696168781954082" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SmF3RMRFPCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/p3fqn9oDabM/s400/DSCI0202.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 348px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 451px;" /> <strong><span style="color: #003300;">Caminante</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size: 180%;">Foto y poesía</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308703140597863170" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SaxNYTFWEwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/8UKIWzdcw6I/s400/PIC_0307.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 458px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 345px;" /><span style="font-size: 85%;"><strong>Ciclos quietos</strong> </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><em>Fugaces permanencias</em></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">Óxido sanguíneo que brota callado</span> <br /><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">como un manantial agrio de instantes</span><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">que invade la quietud añosa de todo.</span> <br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">El calor faltante que retumba en silencio.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">No estás en mis nuevas fotos,</span><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">ta</span><span style="font-size: 85%;">n pálidas e incompletas.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">Vida que ahora es pasado,</span> <br /><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">huellas que trae el viento</span> <br /><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">a estos futuros distintos. </span><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size: 85%;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size: 85%;">A mi padre </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size: 85%;">y al dolor presente por el ser, muy importante, ausente de cualquier hogar</span></em></div><div><br /><em><span style="font-size: 85%;">In memoriam</span></em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><strong>Raúl W. González Sanso</strong></em><br /><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman;">Foto y texto</span><br /><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398188017154716437-2621675546166057180?l=estilarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Walter González Sansohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11519841098466229867noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398188017154716437.post-4086200659199964192009-02-16T19:58:00.000-08:002011-10-08T23:08:46.041-07:00Avistajes I<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><em><span style="font-size: 180%;"></span></em><br /><div><br /><br /><em><span style="font-size: 180%;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size: 180%;">Pintares de luz</span></em><br /><br /><br />Selección de fotos propias (2008-2009). Raúl W. González Sanso.<br /><br /><br />Formas y colores fugitivos.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SZo3PCurRbI/AAAAAAAAACo/dIcAbV8dnjs/s1600-h/000_0979.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303612242752390578" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SZo3PCurRbI/AAAAAAAAACo/dIcAbV8dnjs/s400/000_0979.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 340px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 479px;" /></a> Destellos<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303614771791352034" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SZo5iQIjUOI/AAAAAAAAACw/L0owKX8Z_YE/s400/PIC_0303.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 351px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 462px;" /> Trópico<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303616039151054818" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SZo6sBapr-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/vJJkb_rW86c/s400/PIC_0312.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 378px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 449px;" /> Rojizo<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305412998148361026" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SaCdAzVfi0I/AAAAAAAAADA/mdJbtm90OJI/s400/PIC_0323.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 419px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 338px;" /> Vítreo<br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305415337909244450" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SaCfI_n9UiI/AAAAAAAAADI/MCsNw-Q2ED4/s400/PIC_0251.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 424px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 356px;" /> Piedra y madera<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359518655337821378" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SmDV0jJ9dMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/sh1TLbssSCY/s400/DSCI0164.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /><strong><span style="color: #330033;">Gótico</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305700987419710146" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SaGi7--XUsI/AAAAAAAAADg/iqmM_uJorTU/s400/PIC_0253.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 459px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 359px;" /><strong>Geométrica </strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348516554216890626" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/Sjm_d-lk4QI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vzSx1g-QYQw/s400/DSCI0068.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 460px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 378px;" /><strong><span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="color: #003300;">Calor de cocina</span></span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398188017154716437-408620065919996419?l=estilarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Walter González Sansohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11519841098466229867noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398188017154716437.post-74380906332481355912009-02-09T11:47:00.000-08:002011-12-05T19:09:47.856-08:00Escenarios<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><em><span style="color: #003333; font-size: 130%;"><strong></strong></span></em><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><br /><em><span style="color: #003333; font-size: 130%;"><strong></strong></span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color: #003333; font-size: 130%;"><strong>Cielos testigos</strong></span></em><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-size: 130%;"><em><strong>Pinturas naturales. </strong></em><br /><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">Fotos registradas entre los años 2006 y 2009.</span></div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305758121789166354" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SaHW5pFjExI/AAAAAAAAAD4/RKrhaX2jUBc/s400/019.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 353px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 490px;" /> <span style="font-size: 85%;"><strong><em>Regalo de Pachamama</em></strong></span><br /><br />La marvillosa acuarela viva, con las múltiples tonalidades que dan los minerales de las montañas y que impactan por su descomunal belleza. Purmamarca, provincia de Jujuy, República Argentina.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300891594161634546" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SZCM0c7bvPI/AAAAAAAAACA/NUVt2BegErI/s400/Art07.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 323px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 487px;" /><span style="font-size: 85%;"><strong> Nubes sobre el edén</strong></span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308042563426247282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/San0lpWs4nI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OkSLbz4-bZ8/s400/045.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 350px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 474px;" /><span style="font-size: 85%;"><strong><em>Inmensa soledad</em></strong></span>.<br /><br /><br />Esta fotografía nos muestra una de las regiones más áridas del planeta: el desierto de Atacama, en el norte de Chile. Si ampliamos con zoom la imagen, podremos ver justo en el centro de la misma a una vicuña solitaria mirando hacia la cámara. Realmente un escenario muy exótico.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300892772922112930" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SZCN5EJ1O6I/AAAAAAAAACI/Bgk137DKMBo/s400/Maria+013.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 328px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 481px;" /><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size: 85%;">Cielo paralelo</span><br /></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300893652186991186" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SZCOsPq6ilI/AAAAAAAAACQ/QIljqcx4AEg/s400/Cie.mar10.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 343px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 484px;" /> <span style="font-size: 85%;"><strong><em>Mirada de inmensidad</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;"><br /></span><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308298472568943618" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SardVhM4dAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ruA0oWlBrzE/s400/Dic07+001.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 471px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 352px;" /><strong><em><span style="font-size: 85%;">Laguna del parque</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300894497169653266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SZCPdbeevhI/AAAAAAAAACY/5ry_qvhudKQ/s400/PIC_0166.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 478px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 357px;" /> <strong><em><span style="font-size: 85%;">Ocaso en el monte.</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />© <span style="font-size: 85%;">Raúl Walter González Sanso </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398188017154716437-7438090633248135591?l=estilarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Walter González Sansohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11519841098466229867noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398188017154716437.post-9302477862600800232009-02-08T15:39:00.000-08:002011-12-05T19:10:25.362-08:00Avistajes II<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: #000066; font-family: georgia;"><strong>Colección de fotos propias. Años 2007, 2008 y 2009</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: #006600; font-family: lucida grande;"><strong><em>Orquesta de Cámara</em></strong></span><br /><br />Solo hay que prestar atención al mundo en que nos movemos para captar los miles de brillos y tonalidades dibujadas maravillosamente...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SY97DbjHgkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qWsprtngPKM/s1600-h/PIC_0107.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300590585303237186" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SY97DbjHgkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qWsprtngPKM/s400/PIC_0107.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 355px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 480px;" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SY9yruICmPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/o2RFEXmwJXI/s1600-h/PIC_0179.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300581381880060146" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SY9yruICmPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/o2RFEXmwJXI/s400/PIC_0179.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 457px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 351px;" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300575981762845570" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SY9txZHxG4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/QN8ZQLv2v_M/s320/Feb08+007.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 333px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 492px;" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300588807646770066" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SY95b9Qyc5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/uzN5pZSvat0/s400/Teodoro.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 442px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 339px;" /> <br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308326663362815346" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/Sar2-cF5pXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/M2rx22rPRHc/s400/PIC_0256.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 333px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 439px;" /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300626991830965410" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SY-cKkbunKI/AAAAAAAAABg/4YjuvoflD44/s400/PIC_0202.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 433px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 352px;" />Chingolo, pájaro autóctono de la región pampeana argentina. <span style="font-size: 0px;"><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300851247548560626" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SZBoH-FRdPI/AAAAAAAAABw/xbIhyckGVME/s400/PIC_0229.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 345px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 472px;" /><br /><br /><br /><br />Las dos fotografías (una variedad de garza y la lechuza)-anterior y siguiente- fueron tomadas a gran distancia en la laguna Mar Chiquita, ubicada al noreste de la provincia de Córdoba.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300611746018524530" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SY-OTJWyfXI/AAAAAAAAABY/yoe-Ee8lGs0/s400/PIC_0173.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300853133001567522" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRZok_FO2HY/SZBp1t8TLSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lCxZ2IBIQa4/s400/042.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 330px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 505px;" /><br /><br />La vida en el desierto. Llamas alimentándose en un pequeño sector de pastizal en medio del desierto de Atacama, al norte de Chile, cerca de las fronteras con Bolivia y Perú.<br />Estos son los colores salvajes, de un esplendor bestial, con toda la barbarie de la belleza. Acuarelas de seres inquietos, que se encuentran ocultos y al acecho... <br /><br /><br />© Raúl Walter González Sanso.<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398188017154716437-930247786260080023?l=estilarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Walter González Sansohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11519841098466229867noreply@blogger.com0