Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Curtain Rod With Angles

TASTE OF VICTORY


Shortly before the little car ENFILE the grandstand straight and pass under the banner of career judge, the public has been fervent standing ovation to the new champion. It's time the fans were waiting, after nearly two hours of intense competition and continuous alternatives that have remained with a heavy heart. The mourning has been so exciting nobody has complained about the sun of justice that has warmed the steps of the circuit, to turn it into a barbecue. Now, the faithful followers huddle around the podium to see how the hero gets the honors of rigor, the handshakes, the winner's trophy, the cava. People know too well the ritual that closes the festivities, with foam coming out of the enormous pressure bottle, hose-wetting converted to the flight attendants to rivals, mechanics, and so on. Everyone is waiting with open mouth to receive at least a spark of triumph of the new idol. However, to everyone's surprise, the pilot asks you to bring a cup-shaped glass shade, while quietly rolled wrapper covering the bottle cap, and instead of shaking the uncorks with a precise movement and content to keep the liquor is tame. Then tilt the glass and fills in two rhythmic. The rise smiling and takes the first sip to taste the bouquet. Then another long and deep, to be seduced by the taste of victory.

Text and image from Pedro Herrero

Saturday, May 1, 2010

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at dusk


By late afternoon, the first extraction of the fifth neighbor walking his Irish Setter beautiful long auburn hair, and takes it to Park near the eucalyptus trees, crossed by wide avenues and shady and secluded corners, all but impregnable. Almost simultaneously, the neighbor of the fifth second does the same with your skin German Braco ash and sullen look, which tied his master leads only to comply with local regulations, as respects the beast the road and living patterns much better than some tenants of the building. In the park, the event is inevitable and tests the tensile strength of straps that separate people from animals. The couple is approaching, sniffing and tempt challenging gestures in a continuous movement of attraction and repulsion. Whether you have seen the previous evening. No matter that everyone knows the smell of the other as if it were his own. The charge traps them in a noose, and, far away try disentangling (or maybe with that excuse), I hit the big time without any pretense. Of course, in the rush and excitement rarely come to consummate what willingly lengthen until late at night. Because very soon it will close the park gates, and at home are waiting for dinner to their families. Even so, they must be the dogs, barking deterrent, loaded with wisdom, those who return to reality.

Text and image from Pedro Herrero

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Dad And Son Are Both Gay

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I Rene Quezada, a student of IDMA "Environmental Institute", do my practical training in the Nature Sanctuary Yerba Loca, I leave very happy with what they have learned and achieved in the Sanctuary. Thanks for the opportunity and experience.






Thursday, April 1, 2010

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THE EVENING BAG


My wife asked me to give her something from her bag, I'm not sure why. Both were living miracle after our car was built into a tree that appeared by surprise on a bend of the road. I think the tree was distracted and wanted to cross the road to indulge. That's what I thought when I regained consciousness. I told my wife but she said I do not know what the bag. What bag? "I protested, quite irritated to see that conversation changed. I did not understand his answer. Perhaps he had lost his false teeth on impact and response carried a purse. I opened it with effort, not because of the zipper, but the pain just let me move my arms. He hoped to find whatever common sense or because there were few things. What naivete, mine: I started taking scarves, tubes of cream, lipstick, a mirror, a purse, a comb. What? I shouted, again without understanding the words. Perfumes, pads, towels, keys, diary, mobile ... Suddenly, I became aware of how little I knew my wife. All those possessions were part of their identity. Should be as familiar to me as his caresses and kisses. However seemed strange objects and made me feel uncomfortable when handled. Then I had a sudden attack of hunger, but in that sense could rest easy: there were also bags of corn, candy, fruit juice. When it got dark I thought if I could not soon my goal, would have to find somewhere to spend the night. Anyway, if you had come so far, he would not return empty handed.

Text and image from Pedro Herrero