tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38542924372599137842012-02-16T13:39:59.777-08:00Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.comBlogger531100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-71386334302858605552012-02-01T14:34:00.001-08:002012-02-01T14:36:12.026-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JaXcBjUasgc/Tym-E4tWo6I/AAAAAAAAAK8/teHIInYy3KA/s1600/contorsiones.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JaXcBjUasgc/Tym-E4tWo6I/AAAAAAAAAK8/teHIInYy3KA/s320/contorsiones.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704299394192810914" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">contorsionismos 2012<br />tinta sobre papel</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-7138633430285860555?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-39321877865391219142011-11-30T05:43:00.000-08:002011-11-30T05:52:41.937-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D8fngl1-g7Q/TtYzkzNEbCI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BidzxylnVGk/s1600/abracadabra"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D8fngl1-g7Q/TtYzkzNEbCI/AAAAAAAAAKw/BidzxylnVGk/s320/abracadabra" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680784687287790626" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />abracadabra. 2011<br />89 x 130 cm<br />óleo sobre tela.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-3932187786539121914?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-58680700372790714792011-09-10T07:44:00.000-07:002011-11-30T06:38:48.885-08:00He perdido tu señal, ya no te siento. ¿tú me percibes?<br />Te pienso muy fuerte, muy alto, todo lo fuerte y lo alto que puedo pensar, pero la conexión se ha roto.<br />Sinembargo, no dejaré de pensarte gritando persistente, con la esperanza de que al menos algo de mí te llegue...solo por molestar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-5868070037279071479?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-26764589532582161992011-06-25T05:47:00.000-07:002011-10-29T06:34:12.023-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Qp9ftFtN0A/TgXfFI99czI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/I6e8-sMadcA/s1600/magdalena.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622144989241635634" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Qp9ftFtN0A/TgXfFI99czI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/I6e8-sMadcA/s320/magdalena.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">magdalena. 2010</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">fimo y pintura acrílica.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TqW7dtAcypo/TgXaiFt9iaI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0-iL_Bb1xuk/s1600/escultura%2Bcomposici%25C3%25B3n%2Bpasteles..jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622139989027293602" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TqW7dtAcypo/TgXaiFt9iaI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0-iL_Bb1xuk/s320/escultura%2Bcomposici%25C3%25B3n%2Bpasteles..jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />composición de pastel, tartaletas y magdalena. 2010<br /><br />fimo, pintura acrílica y óleo.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622142736274793282" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iWQAesDo5gI/TgXdCAAzo0I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/cODcyx9LbTk/s320/bomb%25C3%25B3n..jpg" border="0" /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><br />bombón. 2010<br />fimo.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-2676458953258216199?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-32766379508662515712011-04-11T09:12:00.000-07:002011-10-29T06:32:31.255-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7DLtGiMoJME/TaMob-rFlrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/yxeNaRd_98Y/s1600/azul%252Cnegro%2By%2Bblanco%252C%2Binternet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594359623269586610" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 216px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7DLtGiMoJME/TaMob-rFlrI/AAAAAAAAAJg/yxeNaRd_98Y/s320/azul%252Cnegro%2By%2Bblanco%252C%2Binternet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong>en azul, blanco y negro. 2011</strong></div><br /><div>32 x 25 cm</div><br /><div>óleo sobre papel.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-3276637950866251571?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-11069793989123308952011-04-11T08:49:00.000-07:002011-10-29T06:32:48.550-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IcNHySLHFFs/TaMlg7pd10I/AAAAAAAAAJY/3g4GNXN43-o/s1600/en%2Bazul%252Cblanco%252C%2Bnegro%252C%2Binternet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594356409821943618" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 216px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IcNHySLHFFs/TaMlg7pd10I/AAAAAAAAAJY/3g4GNXN43-o/s320/en%2Bazul%252Cblanco%252C%2Bnegro%252C%2Binternet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>en azul, blanco y negro. 2011</strong></div><br /><div>32 x 25 cm</div><br /><div>óleo sobre papel.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-1106979398912330895?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-66630984743884697792011-04-11T08:32:00.000-07:002011-10-29T06:33:03.960-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6b8cIdFZD74/TaMiLTVMGAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lFECWjr_Fr0/s1600/azul%252C%2Bblanco%2Bnegro%252C%2Binternet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594352739687340034" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 216px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6b8cIdFZD74/TaMiLTVMGAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lFECWjr_Fr0/s320/azul%252C%2Bblanco%2Bnegro%252C%2Binternet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>en azul, blanco y negro. 2011</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;">32X25 cm</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;">óleo sobre papel.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div>.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-6663098474388469779?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-4914850487765213862010-12-03T04:50:00.000-08:002010-12-16T08:05:49.164-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/TPjp_KI1zuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tTj_ofLBlAA/s1600/pastel+y+croissant.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546440212369231586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/TPjp_KI1zuI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tTj_ofLBlAA/s320/pastel%2By%2Bcroissant.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Pastel y croissant.<br />2010<br />25 x 25 cm<br />acrílico sobre papel.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/TPjp28UiJlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/gW1s76bdLvM/s1600/donuts+y+magdalena.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546440071221225042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/TPjp28UiJlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/gW1s76bdLvM/s320/donuts%2By%2Bmagdalena.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Donuts y cup cake.<br />2010<br />25x 25 cm<br />acrílico sobre papel.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/TPjptDo0brI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Ci1_IeD8wUY/s1600/donuts.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546439901386665650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/TPjptDo0brI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Ci1_IeD8wUY/s320/donuts.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Donuts.<br />2010<br />25 x 25 cm<br />acrílico sobre papel.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/TPjomOhwESI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gXSvH2b5mx0/s1600/croissant,+cupcacke+y+rollito..jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546438684539097378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/TPjomOhwESI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gXSvH2b5mx0/s320/croissant%252C%2Bcupcacke%2By%2Brollito..jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><div>Croissant, cup cake y brazo de gitano.</div><div>2010</div><div>25 x 25 cm</div><div>acrílico sobre papel.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><div><br /><br /><br /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-491485048776521386?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-9610728934947449192010-11-13T07:50:00.000-08:002011-08-06T06:28:05.534-07:00Tengo costra en el corazón y heridas en la sangre.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-961072893494744919?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-59345879247292155992010-08-19T05:32:00.000-07:002010-08-19T05:54:12.176-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/TG0pTCDTEHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/PCOsiM5YFGo/s1600/MAKING+OFF.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507103326288941170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/TG0pTCDTEHI/AAAAAAAAAHw/PCOsiM5YFGo/s320/MAKING+OFF.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><p><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></p><br /><div><br /></div><br /><p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/TG0nnymBXZI/AAAAAAAAAHg/M-0rRxs3-8E/s1600/MAKING+OFF.jpg"></a></p><br /><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#666666;">Making I<br /></span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#666666;">grafito sobre papel. 175 x 175 mm<br />2010</span> </span><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;">Making II<br />grafito sobre papel. 175 x 175 mm<br />2010 </span></div><div><span style="color:#666666;"><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Making III<br />grafito sobre papel. 175 x 175 mm<br />2010 </span></span></div><br /><div><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#666666;">Making IV<br />grafito sobre papel. 175 x 175 mm<br />2010</span> </span></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-5934587924729215599?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-81884222814987697112010-08-14T07:11:00.000-07:002010-08-14T07:19:38.200-07:00No es que no pueda hablar, es que tampoco importa mucho lo que yo diga.<br />Tú, aún no te has declarado sordo, pero yo sé que lo eres.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-8188422281498769711?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-82458713917697275622010-06-16T00:35:00.000-07:002011-08-06T06:28:50.592-07:00A menudo te sueño y me pregunto si simultáneamente yo también aparezco ante ti mientras duermes, y si te sueño porque me estás llamando o si soy yo la que te invoca.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-8245871391769727562?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-67115918815387944662010-04-25T08:02:00.001-07:002010-06-12T01:07:53.026-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S9Rc2wWwjLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/YdlwhTaCYr0/s1600/pqueña+para+internet+noctura....jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464094343670303922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S9Rc2wWwjLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/YdlwhTaCYr0/s320/pque%C3%B1a+para+internet+noctura....jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Nocturna. 2010</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">240 X 190 mm</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Acrílico y óleo sobre tela.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><atomicelement id="ms__id198"><atomicelement id="ms__id540"></atomicelement></atomicelement><br /><atomicelement id="ms__id208"><atomicelement id="ms__id550"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></atomicelement></atomicelement><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S9RZln0gheI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KFxMwGmTqoI/s1600/pequeña+para+interet+nocturnOs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464090750786504162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S9RZln0gheI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KFxMwGmTqoI/s320/peque%C3%B1a+para+interet+nocturnOs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><atomicelement id="ms__id209"><atomicelement id="ms__id551"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></atomicelement></atomicelement><br /><atomicelement id="ms__id210"><atomicelement id="ms__id552"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></atomicelement></atomicelement><br /><atomicelement id="ms__id211"><atomicelement id="ms__id553"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></atomicelement></atomicelement><br /><atomicelement id="ms__id212"><atomicelement id="ms__id554"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></atomicelement></atomicelement><br /><atomicelement id="ms__id213"><atomicelement id="ms__id555"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></atomicelement></atomicelement><br /><atomicelement id="ms__id214"><atomicelement id="ms__id556"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></atomicelement></atomicelement><br /><atomicelement id="ms__id215"><atomicelement id="ms__id557"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></atomicelement></atomicelement><br /><atomicelement id="ms__id216"><atomicelement id="ms__id558"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></atomicelement></atomicelement><br /><atomicelement id="ms__id217"><atomicelement id="ms__id559"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></atomicelement></atomicelement><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Nocturnos. 2010</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">240 X 190 mm</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Acrílico y óleo sobre tela.</span><br /><br /><br /><atomicelement id="ms__id227"><atomicelement id="ms__id569"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></atomicelement></atomicelement><br /><br /><br /><br /><atomicelement id="ms__id228"><atomicelement id="ms__id570"><span style="font-size:78%;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S9RZln0gheI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KFxMwGmTqoI/s1600/pequeña+para+interet+nocturnOs.jpg"></a></span></atomicelement></atomicelement><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-6711591881538794466?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-10749842173450049522010-04-24T07:09:00.000-07:002010-08-26T10:49:58.301-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/THajInWTJPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/y8jyMhLedvw/s1600/galleta+de+frente,buena+.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509770562531173618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/THajInWTJPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/y8jyMhLedvw/s320/galleta+de+frente,buena+.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Son unas galletas de receta y elaboración propia. Son mini autorretratos comestibles.</div><div></div><div>Estas galletas están tratadas como si de una escultura o pintura se tratara, pero comestibles y sobretodo deliciosas.</div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">¡YA ESTÁN A LA VENTA!</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;">10<span style="font-size:78%;">€</span> la unidad. </span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">Si se decide a adquirir esta pequeña obra, podrá darse el gusto, si así lo desea, de devorar una pieza artística a la vez que practica canibalismo sin ningún tipo de repercusión. ¡Ábrase a una nueva experiencia!</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">La galleta es mi cuerpo. ¡Os redimo!</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;">Una parte de mi que sin duda os resultará provechosa.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;">Objetos deliciosos de gran valor simólico, social y cultural. Estas piezas no pueden faltar en vuestras colecciones de arte.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Haga su encargo aquí mismo: </span><span style="font-size:85%;">en comentarios, deje su correo electrónico y su petición y enseguida me pongo en contacto con usted.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-1074984217345004952?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-35254677818256595802010-03-03T11:10:00.000-08:002010-06-14T08:09:47.086-07:00Ilustraciones del cuento en el que he estado trabajando.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S463hokXfuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/h2O5LF1wsKQ/s1600-h/pag+1-2+ilu,+internet..jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444490787991027426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S463hokXfuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/h2O5LF1wsKQ/s320/pag+1-2+ilu,+internet..jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />pág 1<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S465fkW9y3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/CMrwbKg2Tig/s1600-h/pag+5-6+ilu+internet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444492951524592498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S465fkW9y3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/CMrwbKg2Tig/s320/pag+5-6+ilu+internet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /> pág 3<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S469Ten7QqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Vd5YHADPGw4/s1600-h/pag+7-8+ilu+interne.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444497141873197730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S469Ten7QqI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Vd5YHADPGw4/s320/pag+7-8+ilu+interne.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />pág 4<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-3525467781825659580?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-86996113011742591722009-12-03T06:36:00.000-08:002010-06-12T01:14:32.049-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SxfOMk9SAOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ozT2Frw_pA4/s1600-h/retrato+pequeña+internet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411020192783401186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SxfOMk9SAOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ozT2Frw_pA4/s320/retrato+peque%C3%B1a+internet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Retrato, tuyo o mío, auto.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Agosto 2009 46 X 33cm</span></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Óleo sobre tela.</span> </span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;">.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-8699611301174259172?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-74982942849778971872009-10-24T09:41:00.000-07:002011-08-06T06:31:52.006-07:00Ha caído la tiranía del tiempo. Ahora viviré eterna. Dueña entera de mí, volveré a mis mejores años para revivirlos, e iré a visitarte allí donde aún no has llegado.<br />El recuerdo no será necesario, y la incertidumbre desaparecerá de mi vocabulario.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-7498294284977897187?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-7979551039735770442009-10-24T09:19:00.000-07:002010-08-07T07:06:16.594-07:00Destruyamos la prisa suprimiendo las manecillas de todos los relojes.<br />¡¡¡HAGAMOS UN COMPLOT CONTRA EL TIEMPO!!!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396203283553877250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SuMqS8wGfQI/AAAAAAAAAE0/oeeHPJtnVeo/s320/reloj+sin+manecillas.jpg" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-797955103973577044?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-27133861675713449682009-10-23T09:30:00.000-07:002011-08-06T06:32:36.358-07:00Ni las palabras, ni los gestos, ni los hechos son capaces de traducir tan valiosa información. ¿Cómo explicarte? Quiero compartirlo, pero no te llega completo.<br />Tanto sentir sentimiento inexplicable, no se entiende porque no tiene dimensión, pero ¡Debe existir la posibilidad!<br />Ni escrito, ni pronunciado, ni ejecutado, significa. Entonces... ¿Cómo entenderme? Cómo hacértelo entender?<br />Demasiado amor cabe en un solo cuerpo.<br />Hay que buscar la manera de transformar los sentimientos en materia para ver así su volumen, pesarlo y decirtelo en cifras, para entendernos mejor.<br /><br />¿Alguna fórmula mágica? de ancas de rana y pétalos de rosa, gotas de cielo y sangre menstrual. O, algun ritual de purgación que haga soltar este cúmulo de sentimientos, y así, otorgarte ese gran monumento incalculable que te mereces.<br />Le pediremos a Ana que nos fabrique la máquina.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-2713386167571344968?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-63252302235524050392009-06-18T00:42:00.000-07:002009-06-18T01:22:26.341-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/Sjn42opUvxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mEO3mKZU09w/s1600-h/para+internet,+alzar+vuelo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348579649986543378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/Sjn42opUvxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mEO3mKZU09w/s320/para+internet,+alzar+vuelo.jpg" border="0" /></a> Junio 2009.<br /> 130 X 97 cm.<br /><br /> Óleo sobre <br /> tela.<br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-6325230223552405039?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-52013243111632351352009-06-08T04:05:00.000-07:002009-06-27T02:15:34.937-07:00Ah! Avinagrada y ajada envidia.<br />Envidia tienes del que disfruta.<br />Aquí, soy tu esclava y debo hacer lo que tú digas.<br />Ah! puta moralina que oprimes mi reveldía!<br /><br />Pero yo puedo volar,<br />y llego lejos, a donde tú no me puedes seguir.<br />Fuera de tu alcance, te puedo insultar!<br /><br />Yo no soy como tú, ni lo seré jamás.<br />No me amonestes por ello, ya soy immune a tus riñas.<br />No hago, ni haré lo que debo! Y lo hago lo mejor que puedo!<br /><br />Soy la que se enfada a tus espaldas.<br />La que te ridiculiza cuando no estás.<br />Soy esa hipócrita que habeis creado.<br /><br />Aún que después me arrepienta,<br />disfruto insultando.<br />Dejo libre al león,<br />a la fiera, etérnamente enjaulada.<br /><br />Bajo mi cuerpo de cordero,<br />hay un monstruo voraz enfermo de odio.<br />Mas me avergüenzo de sus rugidos<br />y lo callo con sonrisas.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-5201324311163235135?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-88423999722020478292009-06-08T03:52:00.000-07:002009-06-08T04:01:12.070-07:00.<br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">S</span>ocávame si hace falta,</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>busca lo que no se ha dicho.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>Como en un juego de infantes</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>al que solo tú puedes acceder. </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>Entra o sal, </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>dependiendo de la partida que quieras seguir.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>Encuentra la ambrosía rajando mi vientre.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>Mátame si es necesario!</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>Descuartiza mi cadáver,</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>¡encuéntrame el alma!</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>Despójame de mi carne, y</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>Cómeme!</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-8842399972202047829?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-28216494486689587252009-06-08T03:46:00.000-07:002010-06-11T14:11:16.822-07:00<span style="color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Y</span>o,</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>no soy yo.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>Yo, </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>soy tú,</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>y aquél filtrado por ti. </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>Yo soy poca cosa.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>Soy un amasijo de tonteces.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>Soy la cara</strong></span> <span style="color:#660000;"><strong>que quieras ver.</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-2821649448668958725?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-68079942409957500112009-06-03T06:28:00.000-07:002009-06-03T06:31:29.907-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SiZ6w1LqcBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6GsPfNamKxs/s1600-h/pequeño+culo+internet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343092987249979410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SiZ6w1LqcBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6GsPfNamKxs/s320/peque%C3%B1o+culo+internet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Gouache sobre papel.<br />21 X 29 cm<br />2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-6807994240995750011?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-10910212602438595902009-05-25T03:27:00.000-07:002009-05-25T04:48:00.449-07:00<span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;">.</span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">S</span>oñar y volar libre,<br />no son la misma cosa,<br />pero se parecen.<br /><br />Al igual que tú te pareces a la tierra,<br />fresca y eterna.<br /><br />Te digo que posees cualidades de animal.<br />-como a mi me gusta.-<br /><br />Recoges la solemnidad del caballo,<br />la grandeza del albatros,<br />la fuerza de la hormiga,<br />la belleza del gato.<br /><br />Y tu piel es chinchillesca,<br />y tu rostro,</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>solo tuyo.<br /><br />Me recuerdas al dulce pastel que te hago.<br />al sabor del asado,<br />al perfume de las frésias,<br />al domingo de descanso.<br /><br />Se me abre el apetito con solo recordarte.<br />Se me antoja tu carne,<br />deseo devorarte!<br /><br />Te tragaré para absorber tu exquisitez.<br />Y así yo...</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>Me pareceré a la tierra,<br />fresca y eterna.<br /><br />Me dirás que poseo cualidades de animal,<br />-como a ti te gusta-<br /><br />que recojo la solemnidad del caballo,<br />la grandeza del albatros,<br />la fuerza de la hormiga,<br />la belleza del gato.<br /><br />Y mi piel es chinchillesca,<br />y mi rostro,</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>solo mío.<br /><br />Que te recuerdo al dulce pastel que te hago,<br />al sabor del asado, al perfume de las frésias,<br />y al domingo de descanso.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"><strong>.</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;">.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;">.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;">.</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#660000;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-1091021260243859590?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-75590149494532724252009-05-13T03:39:00.001-07:002009-05-13T03:41:18.146-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SgqjiMB43_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ghipKTkQoTQ/s1600-h/mierdas+pequeño,+internet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335256516313800690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SgqjiMB43_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ghipKTkQoTQ/s320/mierdas+peque%C3%B1o,+internet.jpg" border="0" /></a> Heces.Mayo2009<br />45X55 cm<br />Óleo sobre tela.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-7559014949453272425?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-51357664411008452282009-05-13T03:34:00.000-07:002009-05-13T03:39:28.921-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SgqjDMdwgHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/_mN1a93E8OE/s1600-h/pasteles,pequeño,internet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335255983854747762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SgqjDMdwgHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/_mN1a93E8OE/s320/pasteles,peque%C3%B1o,internet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Pateles. abril 2009</div><div>65x54 cm</div><div>Óleo sobre tela.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-5135766441100845228?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-86992151888977332512009-04-18T04:46:00.000-07:002009-04-18T04:49:02.429-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/Sem94FLFoKI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rzi_8FGilhA/s1600-h/contorsionista+pequeña.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325996805501329570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/Sem94FLFoKI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rzi_8FGilhA/s320/contorsionista+peque%C3%B1a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p>Tinta china sobre papel.</p><p>2009</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-8699215188897733251?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-4490519192106787162009-04-18T04:17:00.000-07:002009-04-18T04:35:53.878-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/Sem6TyjgjMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/MWQw4krKnc4/s1600-h/pequño+internet+hombre-basura.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325992883493309634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/Sem6TyjgjMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/MWQw4krKnc4/s320/pequ%C3%B1o+internet+hombre-basura.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Hombre y basura en un sueño idílico. </span></span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-size:78%;">Oleo sobre tela </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"> 130X 90 cm</span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"> 2009</span></p><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-449051919210678716?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-64243527650654708702009-04-18T03:46:00.000-07:002010-07-14T08:13:36.628-07:00<span style="font-size:78%;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">.</span><br /><span style="color:#663333;">. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#330000;"><strong>E</strong></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>l viento<br />que ahora acaricia mi cara,<br />me trae tu perfume lejano,<br />y te siento más cercano<br />que cuando te poseo.<br /><br />Me hace añorarte,<br />imaginarte,<br />y así, puro y etereo<br />me inundas por dentro<br />cual viento.<br /><br />¡Mentira!<br /><br />Queda bonito amarte<br />mística, espiritualmente,<br />pero a ti te quiero<br />encima o debajo,<br />de lado o dentro.<br /><br />¡En carne viva y sediento!<br /><br />Ahora el viento<br />me trae de nuevo tu recuerdo<br />mientras yo me despojo<br />de mis tristes tontos pensamientos<br />y te acaricio el pelo mientras duermo,<br /><br />en sueños.<br /></strong></span><br /><br />.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-6424352765065470870?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-66044196979806562272009-03-08T05:56:00.000-07:002009-10-24T09:40:48.293-07:00<span style="color:#cccccc;">.</span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">.</span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">.</span><br /><span style="color:#330000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#330000;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong><span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-size:180%;">V</span>omito porque no me cabe nada más dentro.</span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><strong>Me cago en todo</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><strong>porque me da vergüenza no cagarme en nada,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><strong>y porque hasta la nada </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><strong>se merece una porción de abono.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><strong>Escatológica,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><strong>porque estas palabras están para ser usadas.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><strong>las comparto con todos,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><strong>para todos.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><strong>Con mucho gusto.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><strong>Grácias.</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;">.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;">.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;">.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-6604419697980656227?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-41402972725259630222009-03-08T05:24:00.000-07:002009-10-24T09:41:08.650-07:00.<br />.<br />.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">O</span>s odio</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>me odio,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>como rebaño de mierda que somos.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Os odio, avinagrados malcriados </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>que os creéis preeminentes.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Me odio por pensar esto de nosotros.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Barahúnda de insectos infectos</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>cada uno en su inmunda burbuja de mierda,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>todos envueltos de esta aura pestilenta.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Ahogamos hasta las almas puras.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Y aún reímos pensándonos sublimes,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>seres civilizados, insignes.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Os odio</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>me odio, por pensar esto de nosotros.</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-4140297272525963022?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-81118568803735255032009-03-08T05:06:00.000-07:002009-05-13T03:32:28.395-07:00<span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:180%;">.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;">.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;">.</span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:180%;">M</span>uy bien vida solitaria,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">ahora nos empezamos a conocer. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Ahora que te percibo, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">te conozco,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">te defino, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">más me odio.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Mi mezquindad</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">mi egoísmo</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">te reclaman, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">te imploran!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Pero no como tú desearías...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">o tal vez sí,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">ya no lo sé.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Soledad acompañada de tus llantos,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">soledad acompañada de tu cuerpo.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Cuanto más cerca, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">más lejos te siento.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Mañana ya hablaremos de lo que hoy hemos hecho.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Mañana,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">otra vez me sentiré sola</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">y te volveré a necesitar,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">tal vez,,,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">o quizás no.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Éste sádico juego acabará con nosotros.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Quizá mañana volvamos a estar solos.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-8111856880373525503?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-82471249668879636092009-03-08T04:41:00.000-07:002009-05-13T03:33:14.194-07:00<span style="font-size:180%;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">.</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">.</span><br /><br /><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></p><p></p><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">N</span>o os comprendo</strong><br /><strong>laboriosas madres,</strong><br /><strong>sin parar con el plumero</strong><br /><strong>manteniendo todo limpio y fresco.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Creo,,, </strong><br /><strong>malpienso,</strong><br /><strong>que el oficio os agrada</strong><br /><strong>que os distrae la árdua tarea del fregoteo.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Y aún que así fuera</strong><br /><strong>( que no creo)</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>UN MONUMENTO OS DEBEMOS!</strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />.<br />.<br />.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-8247124966887963609?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-65657204363459232302009-03-08T04:23:00.000-07:002009-05-13T03:46:59.617-07:00<span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-size:180%;">.</span></span><br /><span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-size:180%;">.</span></span><br /><span style="color:#330000;"><span style="font-size:180%;">.</span></span><br /><span style="color:#330000;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#330000;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">C</span>uento que contais,<br />cuento que me creo.<br /><br />Empiezo a pensar que el problema no es vuestro.<br /><br />Obedezco a las palabras de amor que me rinden pleitesía,<br />no por ingenua,<br />ni por inocencía,<br /><br />yo sé que esas palabras fueron ciertas!<br /><br />en un momento<br />en un lugar...<br /><br />Prefiero creerlas y pensar que algo de todo aquello fue real.<br /><br />Aún que sea mentira,<br />y todo parte de un sueño,<br /><br />entraré en vuestro juego.<br /><br />Mentira todo,<br />mentira los sueños,<br />el amor<br />tú y yo<br />mentira lo que dices<br />y mentira lo que digo.<br /><br />Así todos lo hemos querido.</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;">.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;">.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#330000;">.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-6565720436345923230?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-83560764042425099262009-03-08T03:58:00.001-07:002009-03-08T03:59:58.560-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SbOk_gCaJfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HD8u99szcjc/s1600-h/lejia+pequeña+internet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310769796438697458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SbOk_gCaJfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HD8u99szcjc/s320/lejia+peque%C3%B1a+internet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Lejía. 2009<br /><br />Oleo sobre tela.<br /><br />46 x 55 cm<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-8356076404242509926?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-48435476192383662162009-03-08T03:54:00.000-07:002009-03-08T03:58:36.868-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SbOknr9lpsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pnekBbMty0Y/s1600-h/olla+peque+internet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310769387322844866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SbOknr9lpsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/pnekBbMty0Y/s320/olla+peque+internet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Olla. 2009<br /><br />Oleo sobre tela<br /><br />46 x 55 cm<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-4843547619238366216?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-61941293976329693252009-02-21T12:14:00.000-08:002009-02-21T12:21:53.939-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SaBiJL4Zs8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/XK-EAeGpCoM/s1600-h/se%C3%B1ora+limpiando297x420+peque%C3%B1a.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SaBiJL4Zs8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/XK-EAeGpCoM/s320/se%C3%B1ora+limpiando297x420+peque%C3%B1a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305348270990144450" /></a><br /><br />Tinta sobre papel<br />297X420 mm<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-6194129397632969325?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-11579994717459373352009-02-21T11:54:00.000-08:002009-05-13T03:43:06.447-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;"><blockquote><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></blockquote><p><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;">.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330000;">.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;">.</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;">A todas esas personas que fuimos y ya no seremos más.<br /><br /><br /></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"></p></span></strong><p><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"><span style="font-size:180%;">L</span>argo tiempo pasamos, fuimos,<br />inseparables almas<br />necesitadas de la alimentación recíproca del amor,<br />de la amistad.<br /><br />Dónde quedó lo que fuimos?<br /><br />Pensamos, pensé que nada cambia,<br />que la esencia prevalece,<br />cuán equivocada estaba, estoy .<br /><br />El tiempo alteró vuestro anhelo, el mío.<br />Soñar qué somos o qué seremos<br />fantasía inútil, alterable con el paso del tiempo.<br /><br />Aún así, sueño tanto,<br />añoro tanto<br />sin ser consciente de la evolución del tiempo...<br /><br />Aún así, soñamos tanto<br />Añoramos tanto<br />viviendo en la ignorancia del dolor ajeno<br />que falseamos<br />y dañamos a los nombres a los que amamos,<br />amasteis,<br />amé,<br />amáis,<br />amo. </span></strong></p><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"></span></strong></span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"></span></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;">.</span></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;">.</span></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;">.</p></span></strong></span><p><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-1157999471745937335?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-57857197308919897502009-02-11T12:10:00.000-08:002009-02-26T10:34:18.646-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SabgpEgk89I/AAAAAAAAAC8/VQbRvbBqW3I/s1600-h/peque%C3%B1%C3%ADsimo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SabgpEgk89I/AAAAAAAAAC8/VQbRvbBqW3I/s320/peque%C3%B1%C3%ADsimo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307176207092347858" /></a><br /><br />Oleo sobre tela<br />130X97 cm<br />28012009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-5785719730891989750?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-45795351319529962502009-02-11T12:07:00.000-08:002009-02-26T10:38:02.304-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SabhfLfxMOI/AAAAAAAAADE/57799fXb6aw/s1600-h/la+habitaci%C3%B3n+II+peque%C3%B1a.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SabhfLfxMOI/AAAAAAAAADE/57799fXb6aw/s320/la+habitaci%C3%B3n+II+peque%C3%B1a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307177136680939746" /></a><br /> Oleo sobre tela<br />130x97 cm<br />14012009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-4579535131952996250?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-84865568254594120022009-02-11T11:54:00.000-08:002009-02-26T10:40:55.912-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SabiMZzbIMI/AAAAAAAAADM/Yd1o2zRjX90/s1600-h/habitaci%C3%B3n+peque%C3%B1a..jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SabiMZzbIMI/AAAAAAAAADM/Yd1o2zRjX90/s320/habitaci%C3%B3n+peque%C3%B1a..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307177913615589570" /></a><br /> Oleo sobre tela<br />130x89 cm<br />08112008<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-8486556825459412002?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-83007488004453686972009-02-04T06:01:00.000-08:002009-02-04T06:03:27.836-08:00Molt a dir i sense paraules.<br />D’aparença tranquil·la, moderada, patològicament assenyada, al·lèrgica a fer grans escarafalls, l’obra de la Laura de bon principi em provoca certa contrarietat; com si una tia bona optés simplement per despullar-se i digués que ho fa per criticar l’ús del nu femení com a objecte; o com si algú volgués revelar-se contra l’abús de poder, sotmetent-se encara més i per voluntat pròpia. Però si paro atenció me n’adono que aquest és un camí que amb convicció pot acabar funcionant més que cap altre, com pot funcionar per exemple: una vaga a la japonesa, el humor negre o posar l’altre galta per a rebre la bufetada (poner la otra mejilla).<br /><br />Aquesta ambigüitat alimenta els dubtes i aferma una veritable funció pedagògica de l’obra i el missatge artístic esdevé clarament contemporani i útil, l’observador s’adona d’aquesta estranya contradicció que provoquen les imatges que crea l’artista i se li desperta la curiositat, més enllà d’un primer cop d’ull, segurament acabi per descobrir-hi un crit ocult, subtil però ben dirigit. És una obra aquesta que de vagades fins i tot frega el sarcasme: quan l’artista es posa el davantal i es tanca a la cuina a fabricar galetes, ( petits autoretrats on apareix amb la cara somrient, però amb una lleugera caiguda d’ulls que contradiu una primera impressió inofensiva i ajuda a intuir segones intencions) sembla una crítica feminista en tota regla. Però ella mai ho dirà directament, podria estar fent apologia del canibalisme per exemple.<br /><br /> Ombrívols paratges, pintats amb els colors dels contes, personatges absents, autoretrats amables que delaten sempre una mirada trista, un interior turmentat, l’angoixa de qui té un objectiu tant alt com el cel, bonic i blau (azul bonito), però es mira i se’n recorda que va néixer sense plomes. Sobte una tristesa tant adulta en una pintora tant jove, sempre camuflada darrera d’un somriure. Però em sembla, quan veig el traç madur de la pinzellada amb la que construeix els seus personatges a poc a poc i la subtilesa del seu missatge, que les plomes que li permetran alçar el vol, li poden sortir en qualsevol moment.<br /><br /><br />Xevi Solà Serra.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-8300748800445368697?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-84344607208839065402009-02-04T05:47:00.001-08:002011-08-06T06:33:20.357-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SYmcv9ID0YI/AAAAAAAAACE/isH1MPvC8eg/s1600-h/sin+titulo.+pentinat-se.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298938784254251394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SYmcv9ID0YI/AAAAAAAAACE/isH1MPvC8eg/s320/sin+titulo.+pentinat-se.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p>Oleo sobre tela</p><br /><p>2006</p><br /><p>146 X 116 cm</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-8434460720883906540?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-78276503487211224282009-02-04T05:43:00.000-08:002009-02-04T05:47:20.188-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SYmb6Nrn99I/AAAAAAAAAB8/vR7YGCG4EFQ/s1600-h/composició+vora+el+mar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298937860985452498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SYmb6Nrn99I/AAAAAAAAAB8/vR7YGCG4EFQ/s320/composici%C3%B3+vora+el+mar.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /> Oleo sobre tela<br /> 2005-06<br /> 130X195 cm<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-7827650348721122428?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-86472957385159962142009-02-04T05:38:00.000-08:002009-02-04T05:42:48.133-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SYma5hndY1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/iHpeivGGBkQ/s1600-h/pária.internet.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298936749645194066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SYma5hndY1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/iHpeivGGBkQ/s320/p%C3%A1ria.internet.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-8647295738515996214?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-2593718359099848552008-08-18T06:47:00.000-07:002008-10-21T08:14:00.044-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SKl_hISlmVI/AAAAAAAAABM/wEsRnoIG5Ss/s1600-h/adios+amigo+mio.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235856248932768082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SKl_hISlmVI/AAAAAAAAABM/wEsRnoIG5Ss/s320/adios+amigo+mio.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Tinta sobre papel. 29,5X30 cm</span><br /></span><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SKl-bW_l-vI/AAAAAAAAABE/FYeN6nf4ERQ/s1600-h/letra+CON+LOS+DOS+SEXOS.+jpg.jpg"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-259371835909984855?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-2949593219324271472008-08-18T06:43:00.000-07:002009-02-26T10:49:07.592-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SabkH-YKCvI/AAAAAAAAADc/BCWHU0b2Fh0/s1600-h/pequ%C3%B1o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SabkH-YKCvI/AAAAAAAAADc/BCWHU0b2Fh0/s320/pequ%C3%B1o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307180036557245170" /></a><br /> <br /><br />El gran pastel. 2008<br />Oleo sobre tela. 130X90 cm<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-294959321932427147?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-27680401454871348012008-08-18T06:31:00.000-07:002008-10-21T08:42:22.839-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SKl58QsFSeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/D6vOBrf5LWI/s1600-h/el+debate+de...JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235850117973887458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SKl58QsFSeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/D6vOBrf5LWI/s320/el+debate+de...JPG" border="0" /></a> El debate de los sábios. 2007<br /> <span style="font-size:78%;">Oleo sobre tela. 114X162 cm<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-2768040145487134801?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-87232531756034527552008-08-18T06:25:00.000-07:002008-10-21T08:46:24.387-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SKl45W2tEZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3lSVnfq7uNU/s1600-h/Autorretrat..JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235848968577814930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SKl45W2tEZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/3lSVnfq7uNU/s320/Autorretrat..JPG" border="0" /></a> Autorretrato. 2006<br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;"> Oleo sobre tela. 130X92 cm</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-8723253175603452755?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-74942440442622981542008-08-18T06:11:00.000-07:002009-02-26T10:52:37.461-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/Sabk7yjDDwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JubTI9_WPzk/s1600-h/peque%C3%B1o.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/Sabk7yjDDwI/AAAAAAAAADs/JubTI9_WPzk/s320/peque%C3%B1o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307180926734896898" /></a><br /><br />Mi pequeña carcel. 2008<br />Oleo sobre tela. 92X130 cm<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-7494244044262298154?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-66007977787395370952008-08-18T06:05:00.000-07:002008-10-21T08:59:06.610-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SKl03p4e86I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6K4pCJHsQdc/s1600-h/Angelus.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235844541279302562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/SKl03p4e86I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6K4pCJHsQdc/s320/Angelus.jpg" border="0" /></a> Angelus. 2007<br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;"> Oleo sobre tela. 45X47 cm</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-6600797778739537095?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3854292437259913784.post-53830656204559131172008-08-18T03:07:00.000-07:002011-08-06T06:33:50.321-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S9L94rb_asI/AAAAAAAAAGc/WnlNi2KKzKk/s1600/pluma+marron.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463708448128461506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 47px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S9L94rb_asI/AAAAAAAAAGc/WnlNi2KKzKk/s320/pluma+marron.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">La capa mágica.</span><br /></strong></div><br /><div>La capa estará hecha de plumas que voy encontrando de manera azarosa.<br />Le doy importancia al hecho de encontrarlas y no de buscarlas –o comprarlas–<br />como parte de un juego que tenemos yo, el azar y las aves.<br /><br />Coseré las plumas una a una a medida que las encuentre<br />en una tela lo suficientemente grande como para cubrirme entera.<br /><br />Cuando haya acabado la capa, será como haber cumplido mi cometido.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">La metamorfosis.</span><br /><br />Una vez liberada, yo misma me injertaré pequeñas plumas en las manos y me<br />uniré a las palomas para que me enseñen a volar. </div><br /><div></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S9L-Iwnys8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/qZmYtCaqkrQ/s1600/pluma+marron.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463708724398044098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S9L-Iwnys8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/qZmYtCaqkrQ/s320/pluma+marron.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><span lang="ES" style="mso-ansi-language: ES;font-family:Georgia;" ><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TTkYEnmmDt8/S9L9w6D8yoI/AAAAAAAAAGU/yFb6R_6vLy8/s1600/pluma+marron.jpg"></a></o:p></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3854292437259913784-5383065620455913117?l=laura-lagon.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Laura Flores Gonzálezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13117812913122832136noreply@blogger.com0