Argentina
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Back in BsAs and going
My last days were a lot of running around and a lot of doing nothing And it was Morcheeba in concert from a very nice position Wonderful live show Afterparty Lights Posh hotel rooms Rooftop pool With a view over the city Then some more good food A jazz night Packing Goodbyes-nogoodbyes When I wake Continue reading
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Pinamar_S 37° 06′ 43″ W 56° 51′ 51″
Driving from BsAs to Pinamar is 4hrs of flatness No dramatic glaciers No millioncolourscanyons Nothing but flat flats Dotted with cows, Schilf, a few trees Framed impressions of nothingness A few clouds Pinamar is: wind and sun and emptiness in yet another season gone by There are people fishing, in Pinamar, late at night Police Continue reading
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1kg de pollo por 9.50 pesos. And six blocks to the left.
The plaza in Las Heras where it’s always 9.30hrs Passing the guy in Palermo (on the 39, my ‘school’ bus) who sits next to a row of old water canisters Passing the shop that sells 1kg de pollo por 9.50 pesos I love taking the bus from the centre home. Especially from Alem, after my Continue reading
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Salta_S 24° 47′ 0″ W 65° 25′ 0″
Breakfast on the plaza Old gentlemen reading the newspaper A very friendly waiter Heavy clouds in the distance Horses passing the plaza, the gauchos dressed up, the Getrampel nicely coordinatedly uncoordinated People watching, with a huge freshly squeezed orange juice, good (!) coffee and the best medialunas I’ve had in Argentina in front of Continue reading
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Purmamarca_S 23° 44′ 00″ W 65° 29′ 00″
No words can describe the happy feeling you get by looking at all these colours Shades of red and orange Green and grey Beige and yellow Pink and purple Mixed with clouds High up Down low Bright white and rainy grey Moving And then the sun comes out and everything changes again Our earth in Continue reading
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Cafayate_S 26° 5′ 0″ W 65° 58′ 0″
The North: shaded. A thousand colours. And more. Breathtaking rock formations. Millions of years. Valles Calchaquíes La Quebrada de Escoipe A private tour, me loves Sun, but not too much Clouds, many In the morning, they hang so low that they touch the foot of the mountains To the right To the left Every direction Continue reading
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Eleventh – sixteenth
11th Listening to jazzy notes, in a room that’s not green nor grey, lights dimmed, candles on, the pianist hammering his notes, my thoughts drift away It’s been a while since I last went to a jazz bar. Every time I go I wonder why I always let so much time pass between the last Continue reading
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About compositions of a moment and microclimates
So I tangoed. I liked. Met three American girls. A bit OMG, but very sweet. I went to the Centro Cultural de la Recoleta I love exhibitions They always inspire me Pequeño Editor I love looking at drawings. Because I can’t create anything similarly beautiful. That’s why I take pictures. None and lots of imagination Continue reading
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About halflights and lonely taxis
I am standing at the balconylessbalcony Halflights in the apartment It’s a warm summer night in the Southern hemisphere The city to my feet Lights close, in the distance Everydaylife, ten floors down A lonely taxi passes on that street Ever there It’s Friday night People are out, I am at home What makes out Continue reading
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27 January. It’s Thursday.
How can you possibly choose between standing on the top of a mountain, overlooking a million peaks, or driving through absolute nothingness – and the buzzing life in a big city, full of art, ideas, buses cruising the streets, bars, restaurants, parks, books, passing faces, existences barely touching each other. I love looking out of Continue reading
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