What occurs to me taking a picture of Fernando Rosas my right the wall? The bodies are plastic or soft rubber. No, leather is soft, no one is sick and possibly are not alive.
occurs to me at this point a parallel with segmented body and he suspects cut a three-year high against a mirror. The ability to understand the world as dissociated itself is impossible for the child until he can produce the separation. At first the boy beats his peers and it is he who cries.
Fernando Rosas The figures remind me of childhood sections, pieces of mothers referred years remote.
windows, on the other hand, are closed on the place are white , but they are windows to be looked at, not looking through them because the world is in here and go outside to know that grapefruit and flowers could be seen.
The pictures do not tend to suggest unknown representations or esfumantes darkness. Are directly suggestion.
Of course, a mutilated figure has not certain speculative mind or poetic or temporary. These figures are interested in physical balance, to stay where you are, not to fall over and stop being human. They are wrong, are not HUMN are somebody's vision.
occur to me that the figures could be the lewd thoughts, like everything stopped. But do not reach that state, its concern is lower, is elementary. Try, as I said, stay representing the right time they stopped.
are anonymous bodies. As a Chinese holding X, bodies change, change with the light, moods of those who look, with the rain. They are a snapshot of Macedonio Fernández , one of the endless mutations of a body.
The pictures do not have time. Theirs is a timeless time, unchanged. The time of the universe that are so elusive stops.
off As for the bass, stayed in a second of the seconds it took between 30 and 75, a time when Fernando Rosas was born.
also see eggs, wood, leather (and I) animals? In all causes as 30 degrees, not because people are naked, the characters do not know the clothes. They have that which covers them.
bleed Figures any liquid water if bleeding.
No effect, missing the perception bodies piling up in the head. Now there are some breasts that look, I could eat a belly button. None
collapse finishes on the mattress like a dumpling, but some more than others, they are about to do so.
Federico Ceconato
What Occurs to me Taking a picture of Fernando Rosas to my right on the wall? The Bodies Are soft plastic or rubber. No, leather is soft, no one is sick and Probably Not alive.
It occurs to me at this point a parallel with segmented body and senses cut a three-year low against a mirror. The ability to understand the world as dissociated itself is impossible for the child until you can produce the separation. At first the boy beats his peers and it is he who cries.
Fernando Rosas's figures remind me of childhood sections, pieces of mothers covered in years distant.
The windows, on the other hand, are closed on the place, are white, but they are windows for looks, not look through them because the world is in here and go outside to know that grapefruit and flowers may be.
The pictures do not tend to suggest unknown esfumantes representations or obscurities. They are directly the suggestion.
Of course, a mutilated figure does not have a poetic mind and especultiva or temporary. These figures are interested in physical balance, to stay where they are, not to fall sideways and stop being human. They are wrong, are not Sushumna are someone's vision.
I can think that the figures could have lewd thoughts, like everything stopped. But do not reach that state, its concern is less, is elementary. Try, as I said, remain representing the exact time they stopped.
They are anonymous bodies. As a Chinese holding X, bodies change, change with the light, with the moods of those who look, with the rain. They are a snapshot of Macedonio Fernández, one of the endless mutations of a body.
The pictures do not have time. His is an eternal time, unchanged. The time of the universe that are so elusive stops.
It turned off, low tones, they stayed in a second of the seconds that occurred between 30 and 75; time when Fernando Rosas was born.
I also make eggs, wood, leather (and I) animals? In all done as 30 degrees, not because people are naked, the characters do not know the clothes. They have that covering them.
Figures bleed bleed if any liquid water.
No effects, missing organs of perception which are stacked in the head. Now there are some breasts that look, I could eat a belly button.
No end to collapse on the mattress like a dumpling, but some more than others, are about to do.
Federico Ceconato
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