<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146</id><updated>2012-01-31T19:11:21.326-08:00</updated><category term='Animación digital'/><category term='2009'/><category term='Pinturas'/><category term='2011'/><category term='2000'/><category term='Poemas'/><category term='Instalaciones'/><category term='Investigación'/><category term='Fotografía'/><category term='2010'/><category term='artes plásticas y temas relacionados'/><category term='dibujos'/><category term='2007'/><category term='2008'/><title type='text'>Emergente Visual</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;+ Plástico Blog +&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146.post-4528405694956658382</id><published>2011-11-23T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T19:11:21.337-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pinturas'/><title type='text'>Meditación o Pensamiento.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xNnmOYqwx8s/Ts19aBGUXqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hlBQDQ-5fic/s1600/meditaci%25C3%25B3n%2Bo%2Bpensamiento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678332591109070498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xNnmOYqwx8s/Ts19aBGUXqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hlBQDQ-5fic/s400/meditaci%25C3%25B3n%2Bo%2Bpensamiento.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meditación o Pensamiento.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcos Bauzá.&lt;br /&gt;Acrílico sobre madera.&lt;br /&gt;90 x 120 cm.&lt;br /&gt;2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expuesta en el XL Salón de Tucumán para el ámbito nacional - Pintura hasta fines de Marzo de 2012. Museo Provincial de Bellas Artes, Timoteo Navarro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5566730671158082146-4528405694956658382?l=marcosbauza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/4528405694956658382/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5566730671158082146&amp;postID=4528405694956658382' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/4528405694956658382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/4528405694956658382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/2011/11/meditacion-o-pensamiento.html' title='Meditación o Pensamiento.'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xNnmOYqwx8s/Ts19aBGUXqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hlBQDQ-5fic/s72-c/meditaci%25C3%25B3n%2Bo%2Bpensamiento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146.post-2316199829653376847</id><published>2011-11-15T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T05:26:42.554-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dibujos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>La exclusión es violencia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aFg6DRWPx3A/TsJmEv3zFvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wzn4uFdXIYs/s1600/La%2Bexclusi%25C3%25B3n%2Bes%2Bviolencia%2B-%2B2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675210712196257522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aFg6DRWPx3A/TsJmEv3zFvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wzn4uFdXIYs/s400/La%2Bexclusi%25C3%25B3n%2Bes%2Bviolencia%2B-%2B2008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La exclusión es violencia.&lt;br /&gt;Marcos Bauzá.&lt;br /&gt;Dibujo.&lt;br /&gt;2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obra expuesta con motivo de las muestras: "Arte sobre violencia", CC Virla, Tucumán - 2008.&lt;br /&gt;"Expotrastiendas". La Rural, Buenos Aires - 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la actualidad esta obra pertenece a una colección privada.&lt;br /&gt;El registro de la obra pertenece al fotógrafo Carlos Darío Albornoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5566730671158082146-2316199829653376847?l=marcosbauza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/2316199829653376847/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5566730671158082146&amp;postID=2316199829653376847' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/2316199829653376847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/2316199829653376847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-exclusion-es-violencia.html' title='La exclusión es violencia.'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aFg6DRWPx3A/TsJmEv3zFvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/wzn4uFdXIYs/s72-c/La%2Bexclusi%25C3%25B3n%2Bes%2Bviolencia%2B-%2B2008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146.post-9186514526981111504</id><published>2011-09-14T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T22:12:34.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Investigación'/><title type='text'>Grata la exploradora.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XALrQTa7D2I/TnGJK7hzKUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qGhCzYO_awo/s1600/GRATAflyer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652449828197837122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XALrQTa7D2I/TnGJK7hzKUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qGhCzYO_awo/s400/GRATAflyer.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NelJAl15L-I/TnGDX3JBBKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3OUPnvSEiTE/s1600/Grata%2Bla%2Bexploradora.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652443453288678562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NelJAl15L-I/TnGDX3JBBKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3OUPnvSEiTE/s400/Grata%2Bla%2Bexploradora.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5566730671158082146-9186514526981111504?l=marcosbauza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/9186514526981111504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5566730671158082146&amp;postID=9186514526981111504' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/9186514526981111504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/9186514526981111504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/2011/09/grata-la-exploradora.html' title='Grata la exploradora.'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XALrQTa7D2I/TnGJK7hzKUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qGhCzYO_awo/s72-c/GRATAflyer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146.post-1543174205810468853</id><published>2011-08-25T08:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T08:36:25.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotografía'/><title type='text'>Privado.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W2rTFyzolbA/TlZrcodyO1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/bzxfL8VFpEk/s1600/Privado.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644817322598349650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W2rTFyzolbA/TlZrcodyO1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/bzxfL8VFpEk/s400/Privado.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La lectura de una imagen puede sugerir varias capas de sentido yuxtapuestas entre sí. En el presente, la anterior visión de una realidad unívoca dio lugar a un conjunto de miradas múltiples sobre un contexto o circunstancia particular, donde el objetivo se ha desdibujado ante la complejidad de un mundo contemporáneo en el cual predominan diversos matices de subjetividad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un flâneur atento puede advertir superposiciones semánticas ante una imagen, en función de su bagaje cultural, o el contexto en el cual desarrolló sus experiencias personales. Alguien; como Foucault; podría señalar alguna especie de síntoma institucional, latente en los modos de enunciación de las cosas.&lt;br /&gt;De este modo, las distintas acepciones de una palabra pueden evocar la reflexión de quien observa: Algo privado es aquello a lo que el público en general no tiene acceso o es ejecutado a la vista de pocos. Algo privado no es de pertenencia pública o estatal, sino de particulares. Lo privado alude también a aquello que ha sido vedado debido a algún impedimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo (o alguien) privado de ojos genera cierto indecidible ante la contemplación de un espectador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5566730671158082146-1543174205810468853?l=marcosbauza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/1543174205810468853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5566730671158082146&amp;postID=1543174205810468853' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/1543174205810468853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/1543174205810468853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/2011/08/privado.html' title='Privado.'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W2rTFyzolbA/TlZrcodyO1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/bzxfL8VFpEk/s72-c/Privado.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146.post-2716641840634923535</id><published>2011-08-16T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T08:37:07.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Instalaciones'/><title type='text'>Lo dejo a tu criterio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TmIad3F9Fbk/Tksh4ZH_MjI/AAAAAAAAAII/bK9KRirsd9c/s1600/lo%2Bdejo%2Ba%2Btu%2Bcriterio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 288px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641640210912457266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TmIad3F9Fbk/Tksh4ZH_MjI/AAAAAAAAAII/bK9KRirsd9c/s320/lo%2Bdejo%2Ba%2Btu%2Bcriterio.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ante las incisivas preguntas de Jorge Guinzburg, Karina Jelinek respondió: “Lo dejo a tu criterio”. Aquella frase fue vapuleada en primera instancia por los medios de comunicación profiriendo elucubraciones de todo tipo sobre la modelo. Sin embargo en nuestros días podemos afirmar que aquel dicho responde a los parámetros socioculturales de la época.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una marea de incertidumbre abruma las pocas certezas que nos quedan, en esta sociedad postkanteana. La crítica de la razón pura ha dejado una gran herencia: Demasiadas preguntas sin respuestas directas. Rizomáticas posibilidades se han abierto ante nosotros. Tantas como seres humanos habitan la Tierra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5566730671158082146-2716641840634923535?l=marcosbauza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/2716641840634923535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5566730671158082146&amp;postID=2716641840634923535' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/2716641840634923535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/2716641840634923535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/2011/08/ante-las-incisivas-preguntas-de-jorge.html' title='Lo dejo a tu criterio'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TmIad3F9Fbk/Tksh4ZH_MjI/AAAAAAAAAII/bK9KRirsd9c/s72-c/lo%2Bdejo%2Ba%2Btu%2Bcriterio.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146.post-7459137079296393777</id><published>2011-05-07T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T08:37:54.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Instalaciones'/><title type='text'>Nubes de palabras.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TPsnwlIStM/TcWQUOzTW-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/OOtzyhzIMGQ/s1600/nube%2Bde%2Bpalabras7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TPsnwlIStM/TcWQUOzTW-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/OOtzyhzIMGQ/s400/nube%2Bde%2Bpalabras7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604043988577508322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQRFgpdYZnQ/TcWQK4NDKAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/S-hNAXEloR8/s1600/nube%2Bde%2Bpalabras6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pQRFgpdYZnQ/TcWQK4NDKAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/S-hNAXEloR8/s400/nube%2Bde%2Bpalabras6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604043827892660226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OL3AV7NTM5s/TcWPYlp60dI/AAAAAAAAAHM/uZCZRdMBvb8/s1600/nube%2Bde%2Bpalabras5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OL3AV7NTM5s/TcWPYlp60dI/AAAAAAAAAHM/uZCZRdMBvb8/s400/nube%2Bde%2Bpalabras5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604042963920015826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BCc2uTRJw8E/TcWO_oXI-kI/AAAAAAAAAHE/97hnjdHMsmI/s1600/nube%2Bde%2Bpalabras1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BCc2uTRJw8E/TcWO_oXI-kI/AAAAAAAAAHE/97hnjdHMsmI/s400/nube%2Bde%2Bpalabras1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604042535149828674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WE6EAyAGF_I/TcWOrVsOZTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sb_x2DMyvW0/s1600/nube%2Bde%2Bpalabras4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WE6EAyAGF_I/TcWOrVsOZTI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sb_x2DMyvW0/s400/nube%2Bde%2Bpalabras4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604042186540606770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px; "&gt;(...) "&lt;b&gt;Nubes de palabras&lt;/b&gt;" se llama la obra de Bauzá, inscripta en una línea neoconceptual: con el sistema de tags, sobre papel fotográfico, realiza un retrato del grupo (El Ingenio), pero no a través de imágenes sino de palabras; con una escritura convertida a esta altura en otra imagen. (sic &lt;a href="http://www.lagaceta.com.ar/nota/418427/Espect%C3%A1culos/ingenio-Sifon.html"&gt;La Gaceta&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5566730671158082146-7459137079296393777?l=marcosbauza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/7459137079296393777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5566730671158082146&amp;postID=7459137079296393777' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/7459137079296393777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/7459137079296393777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/2011/05/nubes-de-palabras.html' title='Nubes de palabras.'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TPsnwlIStM/TcWQUOzTW-I/AAAAAAAAAHc/OOtzyhzIMGQ/s72-c/nube%2Bde%2Bpalabras7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146.post-6828626964249293824</id><published>2010-06-28T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T08:38:20.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Instalaciones'/><title type='text'>Contenedor / Contenido.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DYa2UXr7mE/S_BQBH97CwI/AAAAAAAAAk4/FzIm5KrhzKU/s400/P1950317.JPG" wt="true" width="400" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Contenedor / Contenido&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;Una instalación de vasos reciclados de telgopor sin líquido llama la atención desde la Tierra sobre la creciente escasez del agua como recurso esencial para la vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;Como si fuese un pedido de auxilio esta leyenda se extiende a través del espacio intentando captar la atención del espectador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;El eje conceptual de la obra está atravesado por la relación dialéctica &lt;b&gt;Contenedor /&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Contenido.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;Si bien los vasos vacíos remiten a la escasez o falta de líquido, la disposición espacial de los objetos y la estrecha unión de las letras de la fuente elegida fluyen como un manantial tautológico que subvierte la ausencia a través de la evocación del agua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Marcos Bauzá&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5566730671158082146-6828626964249293824?l=marcosbauza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/6828626964249293824/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5566730671158082146&amp;postID=6828626964249293824' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/6828626964249293824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/6828626964249293824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/2010/06/contenedor-contenido.html' title='Contenedor / Contenido.'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1DYa2UXr7mE/S_BQBH97CwI/AAAAAAAAAk4/FzIm5KrhzKU/s72-c/P1950317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146.post-4509450970969998901</id><published>2010-05-14T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T08:39:51.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animación digital'/><title type='text'>Retrato (o intento) deconstruido de Belén Aguirre.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/666/belenaguirre.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://img144.imageshack.us/img144/666/belenaguirre.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El &lt;strong&gt;Retrato (o intento) deconstruido de Belén Aguirre&lt;/strong&gt; es un videorretrato realizado con un mix de técnicas de animación digital. La pieza está pensada para ser expuesta en el espacio virtual o bien para ser proyectada sobre la pared de una sala en modo continuo.&lt;br /&gt;Con el correr del tiempo el retrato aparece &amp;amp; desaparece generando cierta extrañeza en el espectador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En mis obras analizo sistemas de relaciones complejas para luego sembrar preguntas, dudas o ironía sobre diferentes aspectos de la realidad.&lt;br /&gt;Las palabras &amp;amp; las imágenes dicen y hacen decir, evocan sensaciones, reflexiones &amp;amp; giros constantes donde el cambio es lo único permanente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Haz clic sobre la imagen para verla en tamaño completo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5566730671158082146-4509450970969998901?l=marcosbauza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/4509450970969998901/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5566730671158082146&amp;postID=4509450970969998901' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/4509450970969998901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/4509450970969998901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/2010/05/retrato-o-intento-deconstruido-de-belen.html' title='Retrato (o intento) deconstruido de Belén Aguirre.'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146.post-2876887067995412382</id><published>2010-03-23T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T08:43:03.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Instalaciones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>El paisaje como poema.</title><content type='html'>Hola. Quisiera compartir con ustedes algunos de mis trabajos que abordan el tema del paisaje. Para ello elegí cuatro que estuvieron expuestos en mi última muestra individual y uno nuevo que continúa revisando al paisaje en su marco contextual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/S6bcBVx7wzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EhHxsnea5Is/s1600-h/los_vecinos_de_mi_cuadra.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451286314563126066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/S6bcBVx7wzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EhHxsnea5Is/s400/los_vecinos_de_mi_cuadra.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/S6bcBPxdGpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FYs9eS-oHjg/s1600-h/soja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451286312950504082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/S6bcBPxdGpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FYs9eS-oHjg/s400/soja.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/S6bcAjN98_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Of97-IBjrTU/s1600-h/sol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451286300990501874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/S6bcAjN98_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Of97-IBjrTU/s400/sol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/S6bcAAL--bI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vz4RQ04Ebxs/s1600-h/nube.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451286291586939314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/S6bcAAL--bI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vz4RQ04Ebxs/s400/nube.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/S6bb_9Xd9pI/AAAAAAAAAFo/rUV1PuQ8DvE/s1600-h/Hola.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451286290829801106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/S6bb_9Xd9pI/AAAAAAAAAFo/rUV1PuQ8DvE/s400/Hola.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5566730671158082146-2876887067995412382?l=marcosbauza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/2876887067995412382/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5566730671158082146&amp;postID=2876887067995412382' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/2876887067995412382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/2876887067995412382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/2010/03/el-paisaje-como-poema.html' title='El paisaje como poema.'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/S6bcBVx7wzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EhHxsnea5Is/s72-c/los_vecinos_de_mi_cuadra.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146.post-4917228852239797496</id><published>2009-01-22T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T08:43:46.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotografía'/><title type='text'>Inconsciente Colectivo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/SXkJv06K4iI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/auaGr_c8Jxw/s1600-h/inconsciente+colectivo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294273554211856930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/SXkJv06K4iI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/auaGr_c8Jxw/s320/inconsciente+colectivo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Título:&lt;br /&gt;Inconsciente Colectivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concepto:&lt;br /&gt;Es un viaje a la extensión de lo urbano como construcción de los símbolos sociales que nos rodean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es una representación del inconsciente humano y la vorágine colectiva de un mundo globalizado, cuya realidad dinámica y distorsionada es captada un instante a través del lente de una cámara fotográfica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficha Técnica:&lt;br /&gt;Inconsciente Colectivo&lt;br /&gt;Marcos Bauzá&lt;br /&gt;Fotografía digital color, toma directa&lt;br /&gt;1,00 x 0,75 m&lt;br /&gt;2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 2 Premio Fotografía Color XXIX Salón Spilimbergo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Además del concepto que rodea la obra quisiera contarles otras cosas sobre ella. Esta fotografía fue tomada a fines de 2006 durante un rally fotográfico a últimas horas de la tarde / comienzo de la noche en la intersección de dos conocidas avenidas de Tucumán.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijo esta obra de entre mis primeros trabajos por un par de sencillas razones relacionadas con su aspecto formal estético y porque veo en ella un profundo diálogo conceptual relacionado de forma más directa con el resto de mi producción actual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creo que es una imagen que refleja mi visión del mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Me parece que indica el comienzo de un viaje a través del universo de las artes plásticas, un viaje que no es otro que el de los propios descubrimientos en relación a la complejidad del mundo contemporáneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprovecho para saludar a todos los que me acompañan en esta odisea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcos Bauzá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5566730671158082146-4917228852239797496?l=marcosbauza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/4917228852239797496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5566730671158082146&amp;postID=4917228852239797496' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/4917228852239797496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/4917228852239797496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/2009/01/incosciente-colectivo.html' title='Inconsciente Colectivo.'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/SXkJv06K4iI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/auaGr_c8Jxw/s72-c/inconsciente+colectivo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146.post-7803406123511440497</id><published>2008-06-28T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T08:41:06.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2000'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Mástiles vacíos.</title><content type='html'>Mástiles vacíos,&lt;br /&gt;sin patria y sin fulgor&lt;br /&gt;subrayando el vacío&lt;br /&gt;de la identidad que murió,&lt;br /&gt;el silencio en lo alto&lt;br /&gt;es una súplica al viento&lt;br /&gt;de un lamento interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encerrado en el bronce&lt;br /&gt;el espíritu de lo que fue&lt;br /&gt;murmura libertad,&lt;br /&gt;un instante en la historia&lt;br /&gt;hace honor en la quietud&lt;br /&gt;a la virtud de tu espada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarde triste de Bolívar&lt;br /&gt;caminando la vereda&lt;br /&gt;de la Plaza San Martín&lt;br /&gt;las baldosas del destino&lt;br /&gt;ensucian el brillo de las botas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcos Bauzá.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5566730671158082146-7803406123511440497?l=marcosbauza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/7803406123511440497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5566730671158082146&amp;postID=7803406123511440497' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/7803406123511440497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/7803406123511440497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/2008/06/mstiles-vacos.html' title='Mástiles vacíos.'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146.post-206008014751804663</id><published>2008-01-06T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T08:41:41.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Instalaciones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>Sensaciones.</title><content type='html'>Esta es una instalación que invita a reflexionar sobre múltiples aspectos de lo cotidiano de nuestra existencia, en una sinergia complementaria de sentidos donde impresiones visuales, percepciones olfativas y evocaciones sonoras se conectan con aspectos subjetivos de nuestro presente; en el cual los medios, la publicidad y los símbolos ocupan un lugar preponderante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizás dentro de este concepto puede observarse una mirada profunda sobre las relaciones humanas y el modo en que el universo cultural y social influye sobre nosotros afectando nuestra percepción del mundo, en un proceso de retroalimentación continuo que a cada instante construye / destruye y reconstruye (una y otra vez) el significado de todo aquello que nos rodea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/SGb30RSVWdI/AAAAAAAAADY/ic_rq-RfgfY/s1600-h/03+sensaciones_detalles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217129695720856018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/SGb30RSVWdI/AAAAAAAAADY/ic_rq-RfgfY/s320/03+sensaciones_detalles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Hacé doble click sobre la imagen para ampliarla / Make double click over the image for increase it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5566730671158082146-206008014751804663?l=marcosbauza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/206008014751804663/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5566730671158082146&amp;postID=206008014751804663' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/206008014751804663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/206008014751804663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/2008/01/sensaciones.html' title='Sensaciones.'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/SGb30RSVWdI/AAAAAAAAADY/ic_rq-RfgfY/s72-c/03+sensaciones_detalles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146.post-1215056847309337473</id><published>2007-11-29T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:22:40.454-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Sensaciones (poema intervenido visualmente).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/R07zdJS4fTI/AAAAAAAAACU/3ND02BXXRMI/s1600-h/poemaintervenidovisualmente.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138311906913189170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/R07zdJS4fTI/AAAAAAAAACU/3ND02BXXRMI/s320/poemaintervenidovisualmente.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Hacé doble click sobre la imagen para ampliarla / Make double click over the image for increase it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sensaciones.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las sensaciones invaden mi cuerpo y mi mente; llegan del pasado, del presente, de tiempos futuros y remotos. Vienen de regiones externas y de lo profundo de mi interior. Constituyen una suma colectiva de influencias históricas y sociales que se pliegan a mis recuerdos de infancia y adolescencia. Sensaciones transmitidas desde recónditos espacios y distantes latitudes; atraviesan en cada instante los recodos del pensamiento generando nuevas formas de accionar y ver el mundo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colores, sonidos, tramas, texturas y múltiples sensaciones...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Aparecen proyectadas en la pantalla del televisor, en los sonidos que escucho en la radio, en los mp3´s que elijo con gusto para la lista de reproducción del miércoles por la noche, en el aroma a café por la mañana, en el sabor y textura del dulce de leche en el paladar, en el reflejo de mi imagen frente al retrovisor, en el dolor, el miedo, el placer y el éxtasis, en la belleza de aquel paraje natural de ensueño cercano al agua, en tus ojos y en los de ella, en el infinito cielo, las altas cumbres y el vasto mar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sensaciones.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcos Bauzá.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(English translation)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sensations. (visually intervened poem).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sensations.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensations invade my body and my mind; they arrive from the past, from the present, from remote and future times. They come from external regions and from deep inside of mething of me. They constitute a collective sum of social and historical influences that add to my childhood and teenage memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensations transmitted from hidden spaces and distant latitudes; crossing over in every single moment the corners of thought generating new forms of behaviour and views of the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colors, sounds, plots, textures and multiple sensations...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...They appear projected into the screen of tv set, in the sounds that I hear from the radio, in the mp3´s that I choose with pleasure for the Wednesday night reproduction list, in the fragrance of coffee in the morning, in the flavor and texture of dulce de leche in the palate, in the reflection of my image onto the rearview mirror, in the pain, fear, pleasure, extasis, in the beauty of that natural daydream spot nearby water, in your eyes and into hers, in the infinite sky, the high summits and the vast sea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sensations.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5566730671158082146-1215056847309337473?l=marcosbauza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/1215056847309337473/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5566730671158082146&amp;postID=1215056847309337473' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/1215056847309337473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/1215056847309337473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/2007/11/sensaciones-poema-intervenido.html' title='Sensaciones (poema intervenido visualmente).'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0P2NZ6H32FM/R07zdJS4fTI/AAAAAAAAACU/3ND02BXXRMI/s72-c/poemaintervenidovisualmente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5566730671158082146.post-1239738129604427213</id><published>2007-09-07T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T19:42:30.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artes plásticas y temas relacionados'/><title type='text'>Emergente Visual.</title><content type='html'>Todo aquel que vive en Tucumán conoce las dificultades por las que atraviesa su gente, en este sentido las artes plásticas no son la excepción. Por ello el título de este &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/"&gt;Plástico Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hace alusión directa a esta situación socioeconómica y cultural en la que me veo reflejado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A través de cada una de las entradas pondré a consideración de ustedes todo aquello relacionado a mi producción artística o bien aquello que considere interesante de publicar o comentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El arte emerge desde lo profundo de nuestro ser...sobre todo en las&lt;br /&gt;condiciones actuales de emergencia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(English translation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Visual emergent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone who lives in Tucumán knows the difficulties crosses by their people, in this sense plastic arts are not the exception. Because of it the title of this Plastic Blog does direct allusion to this cultural and socioeconomic situation in which I see me reflected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through each one of the entrances I will put to consideration of you all that related to my artistic production or well that that consider interesting to publish or to comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The art emerges since deep inside our being... above all in the current conditions of emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5566730671158082146-1239738129604427213?l=marcosbauza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/feeds/1239738129604427213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5566730671158082146&amp;postID=1239738129604427213' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/1239738129604427213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5566730671158082146/posts/default/1239738129604427213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcosbauza.blogspot.com/2007/09/emergente-visual.html' title='Emergente Visual.'/><author><name>Marcos Bauzá</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00263024770048341171</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
