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Collage análogo 08.04.2023
En tu luz aprendo cómo amar. En tu belleza cómo hacer poemas. Bailas dentro de mi pecho, donde nadie te ve, pero a veces yo lo hago y esa luz se convierte en este arte.
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jareeex · 3 years
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hola, soy yo de nuevo subiendo los collage que tengo por ahi
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mi ig: eudomono
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collages análogos 23.03.2023
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Collage análogo 26.03.2023
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Collage análogo 08.04.2023
He vivido al borde de la locura, queriendo saber las razones, llamando a una puerta. La puerta se abre. ¿He estado llamando desde dentro!
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Collage análogo / técnica mixta 27.02.2023
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Collage análogo 27.10.2022.
"Cuando el hombre cesa de crear, deja de existir"
Lord Byron
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Collage análogo 30.09.2022.
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Collage análogo “Serie My soul is dark” 22.06.2022.
My Soul Is Dark
My soul is dark – Oh! quickly string  The harp I yet can brook to hear; And let thy gentle fingers fling Its melting murmurs o’er mine ear. If in this heart a hope be dear,  That sound shall charm it forth again: If in these eyes there lurk a tear, ‘Twill flow, and cease to burn my brain.
But bid the strain be wild and deep,  Nor let thy notes of joy be first: I tell thee, minstrel, I must weep, Or else this heavy heart will burst;  For it hath been by sorrow nursed, And ached in sleepless silence, long; And now ’tis doomed to know the worst,  And break at once – or yield to song.
Lord Byron.
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Collage análogo 17.10.2022 "Cumbre de éter".
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Collage análogo 29.08.2022.
“El ojo a velocidad reducida mastica fragmentos de sueño, mastica dientes de sol, dientes cargados de sueño.”
Tristán Tzara
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