tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27849621530089055822011-10-28T01:03:23.470-07:00www.luisvzz.nethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17921106814926043956noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784962153008905582.post-73677815533906010612011-05-12T06:06:00.001-07:002011-05-20T01:22:44.990-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFdGLudhMEs/TcvbD3DBiCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/zjc1lB4JIRQ/s1600/jap-ill.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFdGLudhMEs/TcvbD3DBiCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/zjc1lB4JIRQ/s320/jap-ill.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605815020555438114" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vHcC2zuD06o/TcvbDkduV-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/0GXYn3bH-ak/s1600/jap-02.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vHcC2zuD06o/TcvbDkduV-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/0GXYn3bH-ak/s320/jap-02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605815015567153122" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T3anc5HE6TU/TcvbDQ244PI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XJjkmF1q3wY/s1600/jap-04.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><span><span></span></span><br /><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 86px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lrkMhN1GTTs/TdFvpn4_WvI/AAAAAAAAAKA/JBHUwKSIFEY/s320/Japan_image.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607385771926313714" /><span><span></span></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--38xuR5OR7s/TcvbCyG5uDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/CGpfKTz1Vi0/s1600/jap-girls.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span><span></span></span></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Acrylic/Gouache 2011</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2784962153008905582-7367781553390601061?l=luisvzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>www.luisvzz.nethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17921106814926043956noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784962153008905582.post-78311285021856881032006-12-06T12:31:00.000-08:002007-02-08T19:35:12.546-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1SYi3HxOMA/RXcowPixfJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EigTcWsPq9g/s1600-h/ar.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G1SYi3HxOMA/RXcowPixfJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EigTcWsPq9g/s320/ar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005514320116808850" /></a><br />Una mañana, me encontraba sentado afuera de los talleres en la Universidad, extrañamente no habia nadie alrededor; a lo lejos vi un pequeño pájaro tirado al sol en el cemento, tenía la respiración agitada y el aspecto de solo aferrarse un poco más a la vida.<br />Me acerque con un bote de agua, lo tome en mi mano y le di un poco de beber, asi estuve contemplando por un momento para despues dejarlo reposar sobre un árbol que daba una sombra muy grande. Regrese a clase y al salir fui a ver que habia pasado con el ave, para mi sorpresa ya no estaba en el lugar donde lo había dejado... Siempre e pensado que el pájaro se recupero y siguio con su vuelo. En el momento no lo tome muy en cuenta; pero tal vez de ahi proviene la inspiración para dibujar aves.<br />---<br />One morning I found myself sitting outside the colleges of the university. Strangely, no one was around, and far away I saw a small bird lying on the pavement in the hot sun. His breathing was agitated as if he was grasping at each moment of life. I came near him with a bottle of water and took him in my hand giving him a few drops to drink. And I laid him down to rest under a tree with far reaching shade and watched him for a moment. I returned to my class, and when after it was over I went to see what had happened to the bird. To my surprise he was no longer in the place where I had left him... I have always thought the bird recovered and continued in his flight. I didn't make much of the encounter at the time, but maybe that is where my inspiration to draw birds.<br /><br />Acrylic/Gouache 2005<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2784962153008905582-7831128502185688103?l=luisvzz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>www.luisvzz.nethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17921106814926043956noreply@blogger.com11