Friday, 31 May 2013


Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly 
All your life 

 You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night 
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see  

All your life 
You were only waiting for this moment to be free...

Have a lovely weekend! :)

Tuesday, 28 May 2013

Dreamtrip II

Pablo Neruda

A plena luz de sol sucede el día,
el día sol, el silencioso sello
extendido en los campos del camino.

Yo soy un hombre luz, con tanta rosa,
con tanta claridad destinada
que llegaré a morirme de fulgor.

Y no divido el mundo en dos mitades,
en dos esferas negras o amarillas
sino que lo mantengo a plena luz
como una sola uva de topacio.

Hace tiempo, allá lejos,
puse los pies en un país tan claro
que hasta la noche era fosforescente:
sigo oyendo el rumor de aquella luz,
ámbar redondo es todo el cielo:
el azúcar azul sube del mar.

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Monday, 27 May 2013


Everyone needs a short trip once in a while. But not any kind of trip, I mean one with the nature. Without internet, far from the city, the stress, people, noise...
Where you can close your eyes and just feel your breath, nothing else.
London is quite stressful and noisy, and I needed some break, Being with a special person, which is wonderful.

Walking through the mountains, feeling the wind, the sun, the oxygen...
I'm a new person, I'm born again.

Tuesday, 14 May 2013


As I told you, I have spent all the weekend without Internet, and I update the blog today with moooore things I made...

One of these are the hanger for the necklaces, I needed one and I didn't want to buy anything...So I just took a hanger from my wardrobe and I did it!

The another DIY is this skirt, I changed to something more Me, more weird.

Spent a wonderful day everybody.

Lots of Love.

Monday, 13 May 2013


I have been having some problems with the Internet, and I couldn't update the blog during the weekend.
I have realized that -Not having Internet- during some days makes you take advantage of the time in the highest level.
I didn't waste any minute or hour, any.
I just experiment with everything I had on my hands, from gloves to 'making a jewellery hanger with a simple hanger'.

I have to develop more the necklace, but in these pictures is the first experiment I did.
Is quite exciting to leave your mind blowing and not being scared of anything.
We must dare to all! :)

Friday, 10 May 2013

Next to...?

Next to You
The Police

...I can't stand it for another day
When you live so many miles away
Nothing here is gonna make me stay
You took me over, let me find a way

I sold my house
I sold my motor, too
All I want is to be next to you.
I'd rob a bank
Maybe steal a plane....

Thursday, 9 May 2013

Yayoi Kusama. A Polka-dots artist.

Yayoi Kusama
Japan, 1929.

Early in Kusama's career, she began covering surfaces (walls, floors, canvases, and later, household objects and naked assistants) with the polka dots that would become a trademark of her work. The vast fields of polka dots, or "infinity nets", as she called them, were taken directly from her hallucinations.
She left her native country at the age of 27 for New York City, on the advice of Georgia O'Keefe. During her time in the United States, she quickly established her reputation as a leader in the avant-garde movement. She organized outlandish happenings in conspicuous spots like Central Park and the Brookyln Bridge, was enormously productive, and counted Joseph Cornell among her friends and supporters, but did not profit financially from her work. She returned to Japan in ill health in 1973.
Her work shares some attributes of feminism, minimalism, surrealism, Art Brut, pop, and abstract expressionism, but she describes herself as an obsessive artist. Her artwork is infused with autobiographical, psychological, and sexual content, and includes paintings, soft sculptures, performance art and installations.

Some interview questions:

You have referred to your polka dots as a kind of virus, spreading over everything in their midst. With the idea of "viral" in mind, do you see any relationship between your place as an artist in history and the dots you continue to depict?

Since my childhood, I have always made works with polka dots. Earth, moon, sun and human beings are all represent dots; a single particle among billions. This is one of my important philosophies, which is accepted by many people.

You have been making work in a mental institution since 1975. How do you find inspiration in such a confined space? Would you ever think of leaving the institution?

It doesn’t matter at all for me that I work in hospital or anywhere with limited space. Every day, I’m creating new works with all my might.