Happy Crisis

Mel is beautiful

Next up we have Mel, a fantastic woman I had the pleasure of meeting last month. Its good to trust your best friends taste in friends, especially when someone you have just met wants to get their kit off to take part in your photo project. Thanks to Tina for introducing me to the lovely Mel, and thanks Mel for posing for me. I hope you like your picture. xxx

Ahora tenemos a Mel, una mujer fantastica que tuvé la suerte de conocer el mes pasado. está bien fiar del gusto de tus mejories amigos, mas que nada cuando alquien que acabas de conocer quiere quitarse la ropa para tu proyecto fotografico. Gracias a Tina por presentarme a Mel y gracias Mel por posar delante de mi camera. Espero que te gusta tu foto. xxx

Esther es bella

Pues allí va la próxima parte de la seríe de desnudos inspirada en la fotografía erotica de los años 20-30. Esther es una acriz muy buena, y una gran amiga, la adoro y es, como veras en la foto, una mujer bellisima. Gracias por posar por mi, guapa!

So there goes the latest image, part of the series of nudes inspired by erotic photography of the 20´s and 30´s. Esther is a very good actress, a great friend, I adore her and as you can see from the photo, shes gorgeous. Thanks for posing for me!

The bench that looks upon Dedham Vale

This bench has for many years been a very special place of contemplation, discussion, tears, laughter, easing teenage angst, and resolving adult dilemmas. A place for a quiet smoke or a peaceful moment. The view looks down upon Dedham Vale, a place made famous through the paintings of the 18th century English painter, Sir John Constable. A place that is always there and always beautiful.

Este banco, durante muchos años ha sido un lugar muy especial, un lugar de contemplación, discusión, lagrimas, risas, un lugar que alivia la angustia de adolescencia y resuelve dilemas adultas. Un lugar para fumar tranquillamente o encontrar un momento de paz. La vista mira por abajo hacia Dedham Vale, un lugar hecho famoso a través de las pinturas del inglés del siglo 18, Sir John Constable. Un lugar que siempre está y siempre es bello.

Family at Felixtowe - Oct 2008

Mamma on skype

so many years have gone by where i could only talk to my mum on her mobile phone when she´s got a reception up there in the water ridden bogs of co.galway, or by writing her letters and cards with pen and ink and sending them by snail mail. but thanks to my brother, all that has now changed and the revelation of internet and technology has at last reached my mums head space. she usually phones me from her car outside the internet cafe where she gets a signal for free. welcome to cyber space mum, well done for persisting. i love you and i love seeing you on skype.

xxx

tantos años han pasado en los cuales solamente pudiera comunicarme con mi madre a través de su movil cuando haya cubertura en los pantanos altos de Co.Galway, o escribiendole cartas con tinta de verdad y enviandoselas por correo convencional. pero gracias a mi hermano, todo eso ha cambiado y la revelaión de la nueva tecnologia y internet han, por fin, llegado al espacio mental de mi madre. normalmente me llama desde su coche aparcada enfrente del locutorio donde pilla el señal de wifi gratis. bienvenida a cyberspace mamá, felicidades por tu persistencia. te quiero y me encanta verte en skype.

xxx

Femme Fatale con joyas Nicols.

Aquí tenemos la sesión de Femme Fatale, que llevamos preperando mucho tiempo. Algunas de las imagenes finales para los pocos privilegiados que miran mi blog. ;-) Muchas gracias a todo el equipo. Flo, por su belleza, su musica, sus ideas, su energia y su motivación, a Luis por ayudarme con la sesión, la luz, su apoyo y por aguantarme en mis peores momentos, te quiero con mi alma, a Marta por sus estilismos, su calma, y por poner en marcha unos elementos preciosos que han levantado la sesión, a Geno por su arte con el maquillaje y pelo, a Pablo por sus vestidos vintage incréibles, por su amistad y por dejarnos montar el caos de la sesión en su piso precioso y finalmente a Paul por movernos la sesión que saldrá publicada en breve. Sin vosotros no soy nada. A por la proxima, besos. Iona

Pregnant Floss

Luis, te quiero

María también es bella

Hay tanta belleza por todos lados.

There is so much beauty all around us.

Ana es bella

Ana, otra belleza que he tenido la suerte de fotografiar. Me esta gustando este proyecto.

Ana, another beauty that i have had the lcuk to photograph, I am liking my project.

Thanks you T.S. Eliot

I said to my soul, be still, and let the dark come upon you
Which shall be the darkness of God. As, in a theatre,
The lights are extinguished, for the scene to be changed
With a hollow rumble of wings, with a movement of darkness on darkness,
And we know that the hills and the trees, the distant panorama
And the bold imposing facade are all being rolled away—
Or as, when an underground train, in the tube, stops too long between stations
And the conversation rises and slowly fades into silence
And you see behind every face the mental emptiness deepen
Leaving only the growing terror of nothing to think about;
Or when, under ether, the mind is conscious but conscious of nothing—
I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love,
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
Whisper of running streams, and winter lightning.
The wild thyme unseen and the wild strawberry,
The laughter in the garden, echoed ecstasy
Not lost, but requiring, pointing to the agony
Of death and birth.

Camino a casa - 2006/2007

camino a casa, sola
saludando un desconocido del barrio de camino
me muevo rápidamente
ojeando algún guapo y me imagino flirteando con él
camino a casa, sola
respiro rápidamente
llevando una tensión dentro de mi
me acompaña mi música
y excluye el ruido de la ciudad
sueno mientras pienso en mi soledad
camino a casa, sola
miro la gente, a ver si conozco alguien
o si alguien le interesa por mi
me miran, sigo
camino a casa
la ciudad esta viva
grupos de amigos se lo pasan bien
siento vacía, sin fuerzas
la luna esta llena, pero no la veo
se lo tapa el paisaje de esta ciudad
me falta espacio y necesito descansar
camino a casa, sola

For Luis, calle madera, Madrid. August 25th 2007.

For Luis, calle madera, Madrid. August 25th 2007.

Snoozing on an august afternoon
I take a peek at you to see if you are awake
You open your eyes
and we smile

I cast my gaze down your body
the perfect contours
catch my eye
and awaken my desire

I cant sleep, so I get up
Leaving you rest in peace
Away from my nervous presence
like that of an attention grabbing child

A gust of wind blows the washing
I hung this afternoon on the balcony
A storm looms
And thunder roars in the distance

Sounds of televisions,
of slamming doors in the wind,
Cars beeping impatiently
and the hurried steps of a passer by

There is a tension in the air
A stillness, a longing
Like the feeling of waiting
The calm before the storm

You snooze, I go back and look at you
You are beautiful
Lying there
I go to the window

The antennas shiver on the neighbors rooftops
Im hoping the signal is being interfered
Who would be watching TV now?
When its such a simple pleasure, waiting for the rain.

let yourself be

Let yourself breath
Let yourself dream
Let yourself dance
Let yourself scream
Let yourself float
Let yourself know
Let yourself out
Let yourself flow
Let yourself love
Let yourself do
Let yourself give
Let yourself grow
Let yourself stay
Let yourself go
Let yourself play
Let yourself show
Let yourself open
Let yourself see
Let yourself heal
Let yourself be

Wisdom

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with other, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.

things i hate about madrid - cosas que odio de madrid

things i hate about madrid

lack of horizon, false friends, concrete. skinny modern people, dog shit, dogs, dog owners, pollution, my tiny flat, drunk people, drink culture, drug culture, lack of green space, traffic, la latina, puerta del sol, packed public swimming pools, dirt, crap food, expensive super markets, shops, clubs, shit music, being ripped off, other peoples smoke when you don't want it, barrio salamanca, thousands of people in the park, harley davidsons, galleries showing shit art, badly managed cultural events, fashion magazines, taxis, total lack of bicycle paths, the metro, sick on the streets, rubbish, waste, crap restaurants, mobile phones, being hundreds of miles from the sea, the dry river, pretty stupid women, fashion, hormone pumped chicken, toxic vegetables, threats to get rid of public health service, politicians, advertising, iphones, newspapers, news, feeling trapped by a maze of motorways, working for free, credit cards, banks, tax, social security payments, lottery, tv, gossip magazines and the people who read them, plastic surgery and the people who have it, hang overs, gay saunas, cheap shoe shops, English tourists and noise.

things i like about madrid

when my brother comes to visit

cosas que odio de madrid

falta de horizonte, amigos falsos, asfalto, modernos flacos, mierda de perro, perros, los dueños de los perros, polución, mi piso enano, gente borracha, cultura de alcohol, cultura de droga, falta de espacio verde, tráfico, la latina, puerta del sol, piscinas municipales llenas de gente, suciedad, comida de mierda, supermercados caros, tiendas, clubes, el humo de los demás cuando no lo quieres, barrio salamanca, miles de personas en el retiro, harley davidsons, gallerías exponiendo arte mala, eventos culturales mal gestionados, revistas de moda que no pagan, taxis, falta de carriles bici, el metro, el vomito en la calle, basura, pérdida, restaurantes malos, móviles, estando cientos de kilómetros del mar, el río seco, chicas monas y tontas, moda, pollo lleno de hormonas, verduras tóxicas, amenazas de quitar la sanidad pública, políticos, publicidad, iphones, periódicos, noticias, estando atrapada por un laberinto de autopistas, trabajando gratis, tarjetas de crédito, bancos, iva, pagos de seguridad social aunque no ganas un duro, lotería, televisión, revistas de cotillo y la gente que las lea, cirugía clásica y la gente que se lo haga, resacas, saunas gays, zapatos baratos, turistas ingleses y ruido.

cosas que me gustan de madrid

cuando me viene a visitar mi hermano

Photoshop es una maravilla, y Maya también.

estoy segura que en una vida pasada Maya fue una musa en Paris a principios del siglo 20.
im sure that in a past life Maya was a muse in Paris at the beginning of the 20th century.

Danger, its tastes so good. Peligro, sabe tan bien.

Monosodium Glutamate, MSG, Flavour Enhancer, E621, Modified Corn Starch.
Monosodio Glutamato, Potenciador de Sabor, Almidón Modificado de Maiz.

ever wondered why your mouth waters like a dogs when you see a mcdonnalds burger on a billboard, walk past burger king or pick a pizza hut menu out of your letter box? the answer is MSG, E621, Flavor Enhancer. its everywhere, fast food oozes it like a broken pot of honey. pans and co, telepizza, kebabs, vips, all types of restaurants. but watch out. its fucking bad stuff. MSG is an exitotoxin, similar to the equally evil aspartame, and exitotoxins stimulate the brain to such an extreme that they are damaging, they are in fact poisons. it causes obesity, heart attack, stroke, insomnia, headaches, and also does some strange thing akin to attracting cancer cells an allowing them to multiply.

watch out in all your food, salty snacks, cheesey flavors, crisps, and many things savory. Lots of restaurant chains use it. and why not. it makes you love their food and go there more often. i recently discovered it was in bacon, and lots of pre-packed meats like sandwich ham and that delicious turkey breast you buy at the counter.

really this stuff should not be in our food chain. the best thing we can do is stop consuming it, if not only for our own good. i am trying to spread the word but most people just don't want to listen. i understand that almost everyday it makes our mouths water. but at what price.

"Excitotoxins have been found to dramatically promote cancer growth and metastasis. In fact, one excitotoxin researcher noticed that, when cancer cells were exposed to glutamate, they became more mobile, and you see the same effect with MSG. It also causes a cancer cell to become more mobile, and that enhances metastasis, or spread. These MSG-exposed cancer cells developed all of these pseudopodia and started moving through tissues, which is one of the earlier observations from cancer.When you increase the glutamate level, cancer just grows like wildfire, and then when you block
glutamate, it dramatically slows the growth of the cancer."

"The truth about aspartame, msg and exitotoxins" an interview with Doctor Russel Blaylock.

if anyone is interested in reading this document i have it, and it is available on the internet.

On a positive point Garlic is a natural flavor enhancer and is very yummy in any form.

HAPPY EATING, TRY NOT TO KILL YOURSELF

Auto Retrato - Self Portrait

parte de mi interés en la imágen feminina viene del hecho de que siempre me ha obsesionado mi propio imágen porque nunca me ha gustado.

los canones de belleza actuales y recientes siempre me han dado rabía. hay tantas formas de belleza, tantas bellezas no visibles tantas cosas que no desarollamos porque estamos obsesionadas con ser bellas o no.

hace poco lei una entrevista de una joven cantante folk que está muy demasiada de moda ahora, y que todos dicen que es súper guapa, y le preguntaban por su imágen y ella contestó " la imagen suele ser reflejo de lo que uno es por dentro" me parecio mas estupida esta frase. ¿quieres decir, niña, que la gente fea son malas personas? siempre viene a mente la famosa frase "beauty is only skin deep."

cuando era joven mi madre me bombardiaba con imágenes de las prerafaelites con las cuales pudé relacionar y confiar en mi imágen. me ayudó mucho. gracias mámá.

anni b sweet

está noche estoy retocando unas fotos que hizé con la muy dulce Anni B Sweet. http://www.myspace.com/annibsweet. Es una cantante muy buena de folk que acaba de firmar un contrato con una discografica importante. es una belleza y fue una sesión muy bonita. esa es una de mis fotos favoritas.

tonight i am retouching some photos that i took of the very sweet Anni B Sweet. http://www.myspace.com/annibsweet. She is a great folk singer songwriter who has just signed to an important music producer. she is very beautiful and it was a great session. this is one of my favorite photos.

pensamientos personales 1

energy, i waste it on nothing, nothing much to do, more interaction with my computer than with mi friends, i am sad. who the fuck would be interested in my blog, i write it for myself, and i have no shame. soon i´m going to be 30, and my life seems like its just flying away without direction or substance, today i spoke to my friend marc (www.marcserra.net), he is one of my best friends here in spain and we talked and laughed about how we were getting close to retirement but we have not even started our professional lives yet. is that all there is to life? why do we get so excited about things just to be disillusioned and fall harder. i hear stories about the fact that nothing is happening, there is little work, people are closing their studios and going back to work from home....the fucking stupid crisis, its a joke. and if everything gets fucked and the banks fold i don't care. because i have nothing in any bank account. i'm better off like that. in the end i realize that i am very free, even free from money which is hard. i should see it as an achievement. my mother has always lived like that. money is not important. now i realize that the most important things to me are far away, family, good friends, fresh air, natural space, the sea. i ask myself what am i doing here. madrid is not offering me much at the moment and i am not offering her much either. but she has me trapped. i have too much time to contemplate things and my mind is spinning. i try to meditate but i don't manage. its always been hard for me to relax. i want to do yoga or guided meditation and breathing, but of course its expensive. my friend Herman, hes a very good illustrator, he say´s it in one of his drawings, "a good mattress in expensive" and its true. i try to look for peace in my days, i try to get projects i have underway done, i try to treat Luis well and look after him, i try not to think too much or get stressed. i should try to do other things. i am trying lots of things, that's good. changing from negative to positive is not that hard. today i am thinking about my friends, i have seen two of them today. Ana Mir and Emili Padrós, they are from Barcelona, they are incredible designers (www.emilianadesignstudio.com) and even more impressive people. they look after me. they are real friends. true friends are few and far between. last night another barcelonian friends had a baby. life goes on, at least for some. i really do want to have kids, this also is a little obsession of mine. i try not to think about it, but i don't manage. kids and madrid don't make much sense but we will see. i would like to forget about myself, stop being so individualist and instead of being obsessed by my own arse, well, i would obsess myself with my kids. in a healthy way obviously. we spend so much time thinking about ourselves and our lives just fly on. drinking, taking drugs, insecure, escaping the banality of life. these days i am sad.

energía, lo gasto en nada, nada mucho que hacer, mas relación con el ordenador que con amigos, estoy triste. ¿a quién coño le interesa mi blog? lo escribo para mi, y no tengo vergüenza nínguna. pronto cumplo 30 años, y mi vida me parece que esta volando por el aire sin dirección ni cuerpo, hoy he hablado con Marc (www.marcserra.net) es uno de mis mejores amigos aquí en españa y nos hechamos unas risas sobre el hecho que se nos está acercando la jubilación y ni siquiera nos hemos empezado nuestra vida profesional. ¿es todo lo que hay en la vida? porque nos ilusionamos tanto para luego caer mas fuerte. escucho historias de que nada se está moviendo y gente van cerrando estudios, volviendo a trabajar desde casa... la puta crisis de los cojones es un chiste. y si todo cae y se van a tomar por culo todos los bancos pues me da igual. no tengo un duro en ninguna cuenta bancaria. estoy mejor asi. al final me doy cuenta que estoy muy libre, hasta libre del dinero que es difícil. debería verlo como un logro. al final mi madre siempre ha vivido asi, el dinero no importa, y luego me doy cuenta que las cosas que realmente me importan estan lejos. familia, buenos amigos, el aire fresco, el espacio natural, el mar. me pregunto que hago aquí. madrid, como todos los ciudades grandes no me está ofreciendo mucho ahora, ni yo tengo mucho que ofrecerle a ella pero me tiene atrapada. tengo demasiado tiempo para contemplar las cosas y mi mente está a mil por hora. intento meditar pero no funciona. siempre ha sido difícil que me relajo. quiero hacer yoga, o meditación y respiración guidada, pero claro, es caro. mi amigo herman, es illustrador muy bueno, lo dice en uno de sus dibujos. "un colchón bueno es caro," y es verdad. intento buscar paz en mis dias, intento sacar adelante proyectos que estoy haciendo, intento tratar bien a Luis y cuidarle, intento no pensar ni estresarme. debería intentar de hacer otras cosas. eso lo hago también. estoy intentando muchas cosas, y eso esta bién. cambiar el negativo al positivo nunca es tan difícil. hoy estoy pensando en mis amigos, he visto a dos Ana Mir y Emili Padrós, son de barcelona, son diseñadores impresinantes (www.emilianadesignstudio.com) y aun mejores personas. me cuiden, son amigos de verdad. la verdad es que los amigos buenos son pocas. a noche nacio otro bebe de otros amigos barceloneses. la vida sigue, por lo menos para algunos. tengo ganas de tener niños, eso también me tiene obsesionada aunque sé que ahora no es el momento. nunca será, pero bueno. trato de no pensarlo, pero no lo logro. niños y madrid para mi no me cuadra mucho pero vamos a ver. tengo ganas de olvidarme de mi misma, dejar de ser tan individualista, y en lugar de estar obsesionada con mi propio culo, pues me obsesionaria con mis hijos. vaya, en una manera sana pero claro. nos gastamos tanto tiempo en preocuparnos por nosotros mismos que nos pasa la vida volando. bebiendo, drogandonos, inseguros, escapando de la banalidad de la vida. estos días estoy triste.

shit video - video de mierda

these last few days i have been attending some conferences given by working artists. one of the artists asked us to produce a piece of audiovisual work to describe something intimate about ourselves in relation to art. here is my video, i made it with my mobile. its called "shit". its a reflection of how im feeling right now, its also a protest of all the dog shit in the streets of madrid, its also somehow a play on the idea of contemporary art. the music is the wonderful roots manuva. hope you like it. its shit.

estos últimos días he estado en algunas conferencias dados por artistas profesionales. uno de ellos nos pidío que hicieramos un trabajo audiovisual, algo simple que sea íntimo y algo que reflexiona sobre el arte contemporaneo. aquí esta mi video, lo hice con mi movil. se llama "mierda." es una reflexion sobre como me siento ahora, tambien es una protesta sobre toda la mierda de perro que hay en la calle, y ademas de eso habla de mis sentiemientos sobre el arte contemporaneo. la música es de roots manuva. espero que os gusta. es una mierda.

more nearly girls- mas casi chicas

nearly girls es un proyecto que llevo haciendo durante los últimos dos años en la manifestación del orgullo gay en madrid. las estoy retocando ahora y aunque no pensaba que habia conseguido muchas fotos buenas este año, la verdad es que cada foto, cada persona es impresionante. un grand tema que me inspira es el imágen feminina, siendo una mujer que siempre ha pensado que era fea, me fascina el lenguage de la femininidad, de la belleza y la del imágen y me gusta hacer este tipo de estudio sobre ello. lo que me fascina de estos seres desfrazados es la exageración de lo feminino que es su expressión visual y corporal. los poses, el maquillaje que les transforma y por supuesto la cirugia plástica que se han hecho alguna de ellas. al mirar las imagenes mientras que toco sus colores y contrastes realmente me pregunto si eso es una mujer o un hombre y me revela en la maravilla de la transformación visual y/o fisica de cada una de ellas. también les admiro por su confíanza y sus ganas de mostrarse de esta manera. me parece una cosa estupenda y fascinante. vale que los mujeres tenemos complejos con todo este lenguage pero aquí tenemos personas que lo viven a full por lo menos por un día, sin complejos.
me doy cuenta de que estas personas, las mas operadas, suelen ser prostitutas, las he visto por las calles a veces, y me empieza a fascinar aún más. me siento honorada poder fotografiarlas con tanta precisión porque son realmente seres debiles y muchas veces condenados al ostrascismo pero este día salen a la luz para mostrarse orgullosas de lo que son. es una pena que solamente lo pueden hacer un día al año. ¡que vivan los transvesties y los transexuales! me parecen gente muy valiente y me hacen sentir orgullosa de ser una mujer con todas mis imprefecciones.

nearly girls is a project i have been doing for the last two years during the gay pride procession in Madrid. i am doing the post-prod on the at the moment and although i did not think i had many good shots this year, i am seeing that each photo and each person is so impressive in their own right. something that is a real inspiration for me is the feminine image. being a woman that has always thought that she was ugly, i am fascinated by the languages of femininity, beauty and the image and so i really like to do this kind of study. what fascinates me about these dressed up and disguised people is the exaggeration of all things feminine that is their visual and corporal expression. The poses, the makeup that transforms them and the plastic surgery that some of them have undergone all come together to make themselves look and feel more feminine. looking at the images while i retouch the colors and contrasts of the photos, i actually ask myself if this a man or a woman? and i revel in the marvelous visual and/or physical transformation of each of them. I also admire them for their confidence, and willingness to show themselves off in this way. I find this amazing and fascinating. ok, us women have complexes about this language of being feminine and beautiful, but these people live it to the full, at least for one day a year and seemingly without any complex. i have come to realize that some of these people, the most operated ones, tend to be prostitutes, i have seen them around on the streets and this just makes me even more fascinated by them. i feel honored to have been able to photograph them with such precision because they are really quite powerless people who are usually condemned to ostracism in society but this day they come to light to show how proud they are to be the way they are. its just a shame its only for one day in the year. long live transvestites and transsexuals! to me they are so brave and they also make me feel proud to be a woman with all my imperfections.

nace antoinito - antoinito is born

aqui tenemos Antoinito, el primer hijo de mi querida amiga Floss. Soy su madrina, y muy orgullosa de serlo. bienvenido al club, antoinito.

here we have Antoinito, the first child of my dear friend Floss. I am his godmother, and am very proud to be so. welcome to the club antoinito.

LUISIONA making it together - creándolo juntos

luisiona es nuestro nombre artistico cuando trabajamos juntos, luis y iona. es un juego de palabras con ilusiona, creando ilusión.
somos luis díaz (www.diazdiaz.net) y iona hodgson (www.ionahodgson.com).
aun no tenemos una web, pero si que tenemos trabajos chulos hechos y en camino.
trabajar con luis es para mi un sueño, y es todo un reto. poder construir algo juntos es una parte muy importante de la relación y del futuro. estamos creciendo juntos y compartiendo nuestros seres mas íntimos. me hace muy contenta :-)

luisiona is our artistic name when we work together, luis and iona. its a play on words with "ilusiona" which means to create illusion.
we are luis díaz (www.diazdiaz.net) and iona hodgson (www.ionahodgson.com).
we don´t have a website yet but we have got some great projects done and underway.
working with luis is a dream for me, but its a challenge for us both. being able to construct something together is such an important part of the relationship and the future. we are growing together and we are sharing our most intimate selves. it makes me very happy :-)

me esta gustando mi blog - im liking my blog

so far so good. i feel better now that i have a blog.

its a place. a place where i can put things i´m doing. that´s always good. otherwise they stay in my computer or my head (they are one of the same thing really) and no-one sees them. also i can see what i am doing and that i am actually doing them. i know what i mean.

my blog is like my gallery, and my diary. and my friends can use it to practice their spanish/english too if they like.

hasta ahora, bien. me siento mejor ahora que tengo un blog. es un lugar. un lugar donde puedo poner las cosas que estoy haciendo. sino se quedan en mi cabeza, o ordenador (son la misma cosa realmente) y nadie las ve. también me permite ver que estoy realmente haciendo estas cosas. yo sé que quiero decir.

mi blog es mi galeria y mi agenda. y mis amigos lo pueden usar para practicar su ingles/español si lo desean.

maya es bella - fotos eroticas estilo antiguas

mi amiga maya es una belleza francesa y tengo el placer de hacerle fotos. las últimas han sido inspiradas en las fotos eróticas de los años 1910 a 1930. una época fotográfica que me tiene loca últimamente.

aqui tenéis alguna baja sin tratar...

my freind maya is a french beauty and i have the pleasure of taking pictures of her. the latest ones have been inspired in erotic photos of the 1910´s to 1930´s. a photographic period that i am crazy about at the moment.

here´s a sneak preview of the unprocessed low res...

after grafitti

after graffiti
simple pretty dirty things. i like them. so much horrible grafitti, and then some poor street cleaning bugger has to come along to paint over it with the nearest colour hes got on hand. good for him i say, his anonymous art is much more pleasing.

despues de graffiti
cosas bonitas, simples y sucias. me gustan. demasiado grafitti horrible, y luego un pobre limpiador de calles tiene que venir y pintar encima con el color mas próximo que tiene en su carrito. ole por él digo yo, su arte anónimo es mucho mejor.