Saturday, May 7, 2016

then, poppies

quería escribir amor y pintar amor y respirar amor; y tambien luz, y emoción y felicidad. Y de repente todo se volvió gris. por suerte salieron amapolas allí donde miraba, y calmaron su corazón herido. y eligió el rojo.
she wanted to write love, and paint love, and breathe love; and emotion, and joy too. And then it all turned gray. thankfully poppies blossomed everywhere to soothe her broken heart. so she chose red.
I chose red

Monday, May 2, 2016

la primavera nunca decepciona / Spring will never let you down

Te han decepcionado y te duele por que sabes que no hay vuelta atrás, que ya nunca será lo mismo. Sin embargo, respiras hondo y sonríes; has aprendido a sonreir y sabes que nunca falla, que ni la sonrisa ni la primavera te fallarán jamás.

when someone lets you down, it hurts because you know it will never be the same again, there will always be scars to remind it. But even in your disappointment, you take a deep breath and smile; you know it works. Neither the smile nor spring will ever fail you.
mayo

Thursday, April 14, 2016

Tales from the woods/historias del bosque

Historias del bosque, música de los árboles, poesía de la luz.
Tales from the woods, music from trees, poetry from light.
self

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

polaroids

Desde que la vi supe que tenía que comprármela. Y claro que me la compré, en azul tierno. Me enamoré de esta camarita. Y me enamoré de las fotos que hace, pequeños tesoros, que tenía que fotografiar, of course.
I had to do it, I had to buy a Polaroid and I did. And I almost instantly fell in love with her!
And this is what she does: These tiny treasures.

polaroids
polaroid

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

de nuevo, primavera.// and then, spring again

Nunca me había gustado el color rosa ...
I never used to like pink


spring colors

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

seasons

Every season has its beauty and I love them all and each for different reasons. But what I love that is in all seasons is the mist, the morning mist or late evening one, thick or just a subtle veil.
Every season has its very special mist.

Seasons

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

morning coffee

No se vivir sin café. Mi café de por las mañanas. Muy tempranito. Un momento mágico. Un momento para mí, mi café, mi principio del día. Así sé que el día va a ir bien. Y si no, es igual, por que he recargado mis pilas.
I can't live without my morning coffee. Early in the morning. Magical moment. Me,my time, my coffee.
sweet breakfast time
breakfast is ready.
breakfast with love
desayuno
good morning, saturday.
desayuno pantone 021 C