tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74638444089739348652024-03-13T07:58:31.264-07:00clara castroclarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-37863259073927255002010-06-07T11:52:00.000-07:002016-01-28T09:16:24.365-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/TA1AC9I4ufI/AAAAAAAAAhw/pDy0s4aljYI/s1600/Llavestruz.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/TA1AC9I4ufI/AAAAAAAAAhw/pDy0s4aljYI/s400/Llavestruz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480106741095512562" /></a><br /><br />clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-19620915198047534782010-01-25T12:31:00.000-08:002010-01-25T12:33:59.991-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/S13_7x4CluI/AAAAAAAAAhA/qZzIXhOlF_k/s1600-h/img132.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/S13_7x4CluI/AAAAAAAAAhA/qZzIXhOlF_k/s400/img132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430778128144439010" /></a>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-8056059339246474212009-11-16T11:13:00.000-08:002009-11-16T11:14:48.728-08:00un cachito mas<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SwGknwxgyDI/AAAAAAAAAg4/vLi0sYppBwo/s1600/DSC04541.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SwGknwxgyDI/AAAAAAAAAg4/vLi0sYppBwo/s400/DSC04541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404782030835730482" /></a>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-53408008922770435042009-11-10T09:14:00.001-08:002016-01-28T09:17:22.328-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SvmfnW0sVlI/AAAAAAAAAgg/VaELGTZBJKM/s1600-h/DSC04540.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SvmfnW0sVlI/AAAAAAAAAgg/VaELGTZBJKM/s400/DSC04540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402524726497924690" /></a><br /><br /><br />pruebas de colorclarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-75832544381874891092009-10-13T12:46:00.000-07:002009-11-10T11:23:58.610-08:00Proves de color<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/Svm9w2nu88I/AAAAAAAAAgo/C8NWDPtsp-Y/s1600-h/img115.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 364px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/Svm9w2nu88I/AAAAAAAAAgo/C8NWDPtsp-Y/s400/img115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402557875001160642" /></a>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-84266259104438439552009-09-17T01:07:00.001-07:002009-09-17T01:11:31.498-07:00empezando...<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SrHvI119kAI/AAAAAAAAAfo/e0BSOABj1k4/s1600-h/img106.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382345964855857154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SrHvI119kAI/AAAAAAAAAfo/e0BSOABj1k4/s400/img106.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SrHu3udMnxI/AAAAAAAAAfg/irn3BpRTVkg/s1600-h/img107.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382345670815162130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SrHu3udMnxI/AAAAAAAAAfg/irn3BpRTVkg/s400/img107.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SrHuo2BgiVI/AAAAAAAAAfY/zQQskKHL4Ms/s1600-h/img105.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382345415148472658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SrHuo2BgiVI/AAAAAAAAAfY/zQQskKHL4Ms/s400/img105.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-34027020717451816132009-08-22T01:13:00.001-07:002009-08-22T01:15:17.290-07:00Todos somos una fàbrica de sueños<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/So-pC22AmGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/mG9ciZaPEY8/s1600-h/img102.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372698747023169634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/So-pC22AmGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/mG9ciZaPEY8/s400/img102.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-37019717119951714942009-07-28T03:46:00.000-07:002009-07-28T03:58:32.731-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/Sm7ZgG9Zl3I/AAAAAAAAAfI/04Ztdb0qE00/s1600-h/img101.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363463351892023154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/Sm7ZgG9Zl3I/AAAAAAAAAfI/04Ztdb0qE00/s400/img101.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />... nunca me atreví a mirar si me esperaba alguien al otro lado...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/Sm7XdqrtueI/AAAAAAAAAfA/SBPWbJvT7yk/s1600-h/img098.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-67774270068606473502009-07-16T12:25:00.000-07:002009-07-16T12:38:25.744-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/Sl9_ZPe6xII/AAAAAAAAAeA/7R9_F9ANr7w/s1600-h/DSC03705.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359142153223849090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/Sl9_ZPe6xII/AAAAAAAAAeA/7R9_F9ANr7w/s400/DSC03705.JPG" border="0" /></a> Quizás no me disguste como acabo el dia y solo necesite esperar que llegue mañana. Por que no siempre apretar el interruptor significa acabar; alomejor solo se trate de hacer una pausa..<br /><br /> Pero me equivoqué, y me volví a equivocar por que a veces, solo a veces lo recuerdo y lo deseo… Igual que desearía que me gustara mi reflejo, al que tantas veces e girado la mirada; y e vuelto a mirar con odio esperando que la imagen cambiara…clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-82180912752250363522009-06-09T23:08:00.000-07:002009-06-17T03:35:19.614-07:00Mi caja<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/Si9OJ_DihDI/AAAAAAAAAdA/bzsjbNPRtX4/s1600-h/img094.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345577216164135986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/Si9OJ_DihDI/AAAAAAAAAdA/bzsjbNPRtX4/s400/img094.jpg" border="0" /></a> ...La oruguita tenia miedo,tan solo queria proteger sus alas....clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-36204185143693310912009-05-20T00:44:00.001-07:002009-05-20T00:48:36.676-07:00La orugita rayada empezó a cambiar<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/ShO1gchXrZI/AAAAAAAAAc4/KEZ1zzeH-7o/s1600-h/DSC03327.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337809552380767634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/ShO1gchXrZI/AAAAAAAAAc4/KEZ1zzeH-7o/s400/DSC03327.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/ShO1C6EYT-I/AAAAAAAAAcw/2V6TMECMvWI/s1600-h/DSC03327.JPG"></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-26343124709044532622009-04-13T08:27:00.000-07:002009-04-13T08:30:57.487-07:00Hasta el ser màs transparente te deborarà el corazón<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SeNaow9ZIbI/AAAAAAAAAcg/jYUrdbdI5qs/s1600-h/img088.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324198840865726898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SeNaow9ZIbI/AAAAAAAAAcg/jYUrdbdI5qs/s400/img088.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-9333603625372616522009-03-10T02:00:00.001-07:002009-03-10T02:02:31.811-07:00reset<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SbYskRQJP2I/AAAAAAAAAbE/qrGGk1BC6dw/s1600-h/img069.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311481812148109154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SbYskRQJP2I/AAAAAAAAAbE/qrGGk1BC6dw/s400/img069.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-559729739495501302009-01-31T06:39:00.000-08:002009-01-31T06:45:49.688-08:00En algunas de mis tardes infantiles oí decir a un viejo payaso que el espectáculo debe continuar aunque mueran todos los artistas.<br />Esto lo sabían ya mis antepasados del Nilo, cuando en el principio de los tiempos marcaron los caminos de la eternidad. De ellos aprendieron los poetas que la muerte es un tránsito indispensable. Y aunque el niño Ramón siempre tuvo miedo a la muerte, el escritor que lo substituía aprendió que debía morir muchas veces si aspiraba a renacer otras más.<br /><br /><em><em><br />Frag. Extraño en el paraiso</em></em>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-75545872649525523182008-10-10T01:06:00.001-07:002008-10-12T07:00:32.197-07:00Molleja casi estas ya TT_TT<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SPICwSUOECI/AAAAAAAAARE/DYXqlwS62to/s1600-h/DSC02050.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SPICwSUOECI/AAAAAAAAARE/DYXqlwS62to/s400/DSC02050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256266743668412450" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SO8NsLzmNPI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uhiRV89Z7Sk/s1600-h/DSC02048.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SO8NsLzmNPI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/uhiRV89Z7Sk/s400/DSC02048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255434342899266802" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SO8NVKTXT2I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/2j2padAYltI/s1600-h/DSC02049.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SO8NVKTXT2I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/2j2padAYltI/s400/DSC02049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255433947358646114" /></a>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-16714052124771193762008-09-18T02:57:00.001-07:002008-09-18T03:33:41.988-07:00monstruos<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SNIuXhRTLFI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/98NXStw5uhg/s1600-h/pop.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/SNIuXhRTLFI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/98NXStw5uhg/s400/pop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247307497442847826" /></a><br />Sí pudiera vivir nuevamente mí vida, en la próxima trataría de cometer más errores. No intentaría ser tan perfecto, me relajaría más, sería más tonto de lo que he sido, de hecho. Tomaría muy pocas cosas con seriedad, sería menos higiénico, correría más riesgos.<br /><br />Haría más viajes, contemplaría más atardeceres, subiría más montañas, nadaría más ríos. Iría a más lugares adonde nunca he ido, comería más helados y menos habas, tendría más problemas reales y menos imaginarios.<br /><br />Yo fui una de esas personas que vivió sensata y prolíficamente cada minuto de su vida, claro que tuve momentos de alegría.<br /><br />Pero si pudiera volver atrás trataría de tener solo buenos momentos.<br /><br />Por si no la saben, de eso está hecha la vida, sólo de momentos, no te pierdas el ahora.clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-81860506670988540552008-03-18T01:17:00.001-07:002016-01-28T09:31:39.345-08:00metamorfosis<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/R996v8VV3TI/AAAAAAAAAJg/M38arDGVZN4/s1600-h/acabaooo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/R996v8VV3TI/AAAAAAAAAJg/M38arDGVZN4/s400/acabaooo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178993060567440690" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-26446790353363054232008-03-05T12:20:00.001-08:002008-03-05T12:22:16.400-08:00Gusano<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/R88A5DMAsnI/AAAAAAAAAHU/G4vbe8kjxCc/s1600-h/GUSANO.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/R88A5DMAsnI/AAAAAAAAAHU/G4vbe8kjxCc/s400/GUSANO.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174355476980216434" /></a>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-50610399697890953732008-03-05T12:17:00.000-08:002008-03-05T12:19:34.943-08:00hay dias que volveria a mi infancia<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/R88ANzMAsmI/AAAAAAAAAHM/LePvlsT4Re4/s1600-h/OSOS.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/R88ANzMAsmI/AAAAAAAAAHM/LePvlsT4Re4/s400/OSOS.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174354733950874210" /></a>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-64430454074153924972008-03-04T02:10:00.001-08:002008-03-04T02:32:14.986-08:00fanzine<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/R80lHoXHqlI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GJfi69vZCNs/s1600-h/fanzine-clara-fosc.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/R80lHoXHqlI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GJfi69vZCNs/s400/fanzine-clara-fosc.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173832359942269522" /></a>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7463844408973934865.post-1749682379110352682008-02-16T10:02:00.001-08:002016-01-28T09:32:22.950-08:00Metamorfosis <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/R_8jf0Cvq9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/6nQnWpum0NI/s1600-h/cucaracho.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ndaYYegtceE/R_8jf0Cvq9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/6nQnWpum0NI/s400/cucaracho.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187904325207174098" /></a>clarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11121624084533595781noreply@blogger.com3