tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14300197166553019892011-09-25T08:12:01.718-07:00Centro Fotograficohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00612754316339062569noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1430019716655301989.post-31760929474208253122010-01-08T17:13:00.000-08:002010-01-11T12:54:58.188-08:00La calle es un lugar incomprendido, por el que la vida pasa sin dejar rastro y los locos saben disfrutar de lo que para nosotros es tan cotidiano encontrar en una comunidad Violenta como la nuestra, una Colectividad donde las almas solas se esconden tras los rincones de su propia soledad, y esa soledad oculta tras de si la mascara de una sociedad que se pierde tras las calles vacías y mudas , y son esas calles las que comunican infinitas casas, casas de muerte, casas de caos, casas de desolación,y en estas casas se ocultan rincones de perdición y delirio.<br /><br /><br />Esta serie de Fotografías llamada "<b>Rincones perdidos de una ciudad cada vez mas Hundida en el caos"</b> nos da una mirada urbana hacia lo que esta allí y no vemos, y nos deja ver todo aquello que en nuestra metrópolis podríamos considerar un caos, sin saber que nuestro caos sin ser tan misterioso ni oculto es peor que el caos que yo presento aquí.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0f5O4pgS9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/_otP-X2LoCc/s1600-h/panoramica.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424578310311005138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0f5O4pgS9I/AAAAAAAAAJw/_otP-X2LoCc/s400/panoramica.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Metrópolis nocturna</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0f5OpS9KoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/dj6mZJ0I2yw/s1600-h/noche.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424578306189896322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0f5OpS9KoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/dj6mZJ0I2yw/s400/noche.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Noche Sin Libertad</div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0f4XQCbryI/AAAAAAAAAJg/rsc5apBdA68/s1600-h/metropolis.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424577354516901666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0f4XQCbryI/AAAAAAAAAJg/rsc5apBdA68/s400/metropolis.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Metrópolis, después del Caos</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0f4XGI9M8I/AAAAAAAAAJY/A2DjNjacPh8/s1600-h/hostal.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424577351859909570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0f4XGI9M8I/AAAAAAAAAJY/A2DjNjacPh8/s400/hostal.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Hostal de Sueños rotos</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0f4W2hWh3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/khqbbybdYcc/s1600-h/DSC_1597-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424577347667265394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0f4W2hWh3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/khqbbybdYcc/s400/DSC_1597-1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">hacia la puerta final del holocausto</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0f4WQlOyJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/sZqrpn470E0/s1600-h/DSC_1591-2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424577337482987666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0f4WQlOyJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/sZqrpn470E0/s400/DSC_1591-2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">limpiemos nuestras almas</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0f4VuCr4yI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ctxuUJ4PGdQ/s1600-h/DSC_1589.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424577328211288866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0f4VuCr4yI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ctxuUJ4PGdQ/s400/DSC_1589.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">El lugar de las almas rotas </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0fvYz0AGZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OjYNUjhbSPU/s1600-h/DSC_1585+-+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424567485695269266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0fvYz0AGZI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OjYNUjhbSPU/s400/DSC_1585+-+1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">El Rincón de la Soledad</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0fvYXaxGfI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ProCubl6OxA/s1600-h/DSC_1032+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424567478073235954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0fvYXaxGfI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ProCubl6OxA/s400/DSC_1032+1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">El lugar donde los solos encuentran la paz</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0fvYNGf52I/AAAAAAAAAIo/NSTK4jqRQT8/s1600-h/DSC_1008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424567475303868258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0fvYNGf52I/AAAAAAAAAIo/NSTK4jqRQT8/s400/DSC_1008.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">puertas y ventanas</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0fvXqwztKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/D_gfeuwW6G8/s1600-h/DSC_1003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424567466086085794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0fvXqwztKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/D_gfeuwW6G8/s400/DSC_1003.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Estación de ferrocarril</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424567459588405874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0fvXSjo-nI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dzy_EnHq8O0/s400/DSC_1000-1.jpg" border="0" /> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Camino a casa</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424565944149985202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0ft_FG9x7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/BfAxnUp-WbI/s400/DSC_0705.JPG" border="0" />Bajo el fuego rojo de la triste juventud</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424565789316205090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZZa4bIbFdIM/S0ft2ETtyiI/AAAAAAAAAII/dkvDDuQh-xo/s400/av+6.jpg" border="0" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">El trafico perdido bajo las frías noches de la metrópolis</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Andres</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Felipe</span> Salgado R.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">Fotógrafo.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1430019716655301989-3176092947420825312?l=andresfesalgado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Centro Fotograficohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00612754316339062569noreply@blogger.com1