tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57564726498006546532024-03-05T05:54:52.087+01:00Cristina de Cos-EstradaCris de Cos-Estradahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543371541764184560noreply@blogger.comBlogger185125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756472649800654653.post-90299299268542219232017-01-08T01:54:00.002+01:002017-01-08T11:15:33.472+01:00"Resiliencia cosmética"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Cris de Cos-Estradahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543371541764184560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756472649800654653.post-32118963764332331602016-12-24T00:01:00.002+01:002016-12-24T00:02:38.206+01:00Feliz NaVIDAd <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Cris de Cos-Estradahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543371541764184560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756472649800654653.post-60386297342987178062016-11-01T01:16:00.004+01:002016-11-01T01:16:34.727+01:00Autorretrato<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Cris de Cos-Estradahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543371541764184560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756472649800654653.post-60450054264998064282016-09-29T09:49:00.000+02:002016-09-29T20:51:52.994+02:00Exposición del 5 al 31 de octubre<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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El próximo 5 de octubre, a las 20h, inauguro una exposición en la librería Bartleby (C/ Cadiz 50).<br />
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<span class="_4n-j fsl">Hablar en silencio lo hacemos todos, muy a
menudo, sin darnos cuenta: podemos comunicar más a través de nuestros
gestos, nuestra conducta o nuestra mirada que si lo hacemos a través del
habla, puesto que el significado de la palabra está más expuesto a
quedar corrompido si no se corresponde con nuestros actos. Por este
motivo exploro las miradas y los comportamientos de mis mujeres, busco
la esencia primigenia, aquella que ningún engaño puede enmascarar, o sí.<br /> <br />
Mujeres silenciosas de grandes ojos que a su manera también gritan,
lloran, aceptan, reivindican, se evaden, aman, odian, reclaman atención,
sufren, opinan, disfrutan, desean, se cuidan... y ¿por qué no decirlo?
callan, porque el silencio lo puede decir todo si sabes escuchar con
otros ojos.<br /> <br /> Sean bienvenidos a compartirlo con nosotros.</span> Cris de Cos-Estradahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543371541764184560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756472649800654653.post-23219111471410813542016-09-02T13:15:00.000+02:002016-09-02T13:39:51.493+02:00"El hálito"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hay proyectos en los que quieres sorprender y al final la sorprendida eres tú. Storyboard para <a href="https://www.facebook.com/Melia.Hotels/?pnref=story" target="_blank">Melià Hotels & Resorts</a> realizado bajo la dirección y supervisión de <a href="https://www.facebook.com/MEDIA-BOX-111415662210869/?fref=ts" target="_blank">Media-Box</a>, equipo de profesionales que más tarde lo convertirían en este maravilloso vídeo corporativo. Enhorabuena a todos por tan gran trabajo:<br />
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Inspirado en la canción de Chet Faker "I'm into you".Cris de Cos-Estradahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543371541764184560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756472649800654653.post-15230481517820685982016-04-05T00:38:00.000+02:002016-04-05T00:38:23.822+02:00"Chloé" de Boris Vian<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"–Es horrible –dijo Colin–. Estoy desesperado y a la vez soy horriblemente feliz. Resulta muy agradable desear algo hasta ese punto."<br />
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<i>La espuma de los días</i> (Boris Vian)Cris de Cos-Estradahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543371541764184560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756472649800654653.post-83609710493969982352016-03-31T00:48:00.000+02:002016-03-31T12:25:55.922+02:00"Ariadna" <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>The labyrinth song </b><br />
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"Evening rises,<br />
Darkness threatens to engulf us all<br />
But the there's a moon above.<br />
It's shining and I think I hear a call<br />
It's just a whisper through the trees<br />
My ears can hardly make it out<br />
But I can hear it in my heart<br />
Vibrating strong as if she shouts<br />
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Oh Ariadne, I am coming.<br />
I just need to work this maze inside my head<br />
I came here like you asked<br />
I killed the beast<br />
That part of me is dead<br />
Oh Ariadne, I just need to work this maze inside my head<br />
If only I have listened to you<br />
When you offered me that thread<br />
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Everything is quiet and l'm not exactly sure<br />
If it really was your voice I heard<br />
Or maybe lt is a door<br />
That's closing up some hero's back<br />
On his track to be a man<br />
Can it be that all us heroes have a path<br />
But not a plan?<br />
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Oh Ariadne, I am coming.<br />
I just need to work this maze inside my mind<br />
I wish I had that string<br />
It's so damn dark<br />
I think I'm going blind<br />
Oh Ariadne, I just need to work that maze inside my mind<br />
For the life of me,<br />
I don't remember what I came to find<br />
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Now tell me princess, are you strolling through your sacred grove?<br />
And is the moon still shining?<br />
You're the only thing I'm thinking of<br />
The sword you gave me, it was heavy<br />
I just had to lay it down<br />
Lt's funny how defenseless I can feel here<br />
When there's nobody around<br />
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Oh Ariadne, I am coming<br />
I just need to work this maze inside my heart<br />
I was blind. I thought you'd bind me<br />
But you offered me a chart<br />
Oh Ariadne, I just need to work this maze inside my heart<br />
If I'd known that you could guide me<br />
I'd have listened from the start<br />
Somewhere up there midnight strikes.<br />
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I think I hear the fall<br />
Of little drops of water<br />
Magnified against the barren wall<br />
Its more a feeling than a substance.<br />
But there's nobody ardund<br />
And when I'm in here all alone<br />
It's just enough to let me drown<br />
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Oh Ariadne, I was coming<br />
But I failed you<br />
In this labyrinth of my past<br />
Oh Ariadne, let me sing you<br />
And we'll make each other last<br />
Oh Ariadne, I have failed you<br />
In this labyrinth of my past<br />
Oh Ariadne let me sing you<br />
And we'll make each other last"<br />
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Asaf AvidanCris de Cos-Estradahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543371541764184560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756472649800654653.post-42750331128018045732016-01-10T18:08:00.002+01:002016-01-11T14:06:26.802+01:00"Deadline"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span data-offset-key="asu9m-0-0"><span data-text="true"> Una puerta abierta deja paso a muchas cosas, personas o sentimientos, incluso a algún intruso. Lo importante es hacer limpieza de vez en cuando: quedarte sólo con lo que te interesa y deshacerte del resto. Eso sí, la puerta no se cierra, todos son bienvenidos (desconocidos y familiares), serás tú, con el tiempo, quien decida qué puesto va a ocupar cada uno y la relevancia que le das. Y así en un bucle infinito en busca del equilibrio.</span></span>Cris de Cos-Estradahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543371541764184560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756472649800654653.post-90593726840741938462015-09-21T00:52:00.000+02:002015-12-15T19:12:53.168+01:00"Mártires"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"De la palma de tus manos mi juventud y el límite del mundo en el que vivo y en el que quiero morir. Camino sobre las marcas que, como yo, otros clavos ardiendo dejaron hace ya muchos años. Forman un laberinto ideal para perderse y volverse a encontrar en un bucle infinito, con otros nombres y otras caras, en otros tiempos.<br />
Déjame ser el pájaro en tu mano aunque sepas que, como yo, otros cientos volaron no hace tanto. Y ahora, enciérrame en tu puño formando una cueva tan oscura como el rímel que se escurre por tus mejillas. Necesito un poco más de tiempo para dibujar el estigma perfecto que te recordará a mí, por siempre jamás."<br />
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Texto de O.S. Fitzcherald</div>
Cris de Cos-Estradahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543371541764184560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756472649800654653.post-14001811756096074392015-09-17T11:11:00.001+02:002015-12-16T23:34:41.142+01:00"Las vacaciones de los Miller"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Cartel realizado para "Las vacaciones de los Miller", una obra de teatro de creación conjunta basada en textos de Raymond Carver. Sólo el 3 y 4 de octubre en Las Naves.Cris de Cos-Estradahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543371541764184560noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756472649800654653.post-33337176269787846882015-09-11T22:53:00.000+02:002015-12-16T23:34:51.402+01:00"Le Fauve"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Cris de Cos-Estradahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06543371541764184560noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756472649800654653.post-80126825779011218342015-09-08T04:03:00.001+02:002015-12-16T23:34:59.868+01:00"La lid"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ayer pasó el pasado lentamente<br />
con su vacilación definitiva<br />
sabiéndote infeliz y a la deriva<br />
con tus dudas selladas en la frente</div>
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ayer pasó el pasado por el puente<br />
y se llevó tu libertad cautiva<br />
cambiando su silencio en carne viva<br />
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ayer pasó el pasado con su historia<br />
y su deshilachada incertidumbre/<br />
con su huella de espanto y de reproche</div>
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fue haciendo del dolor una costumbre<br />
sembrando de fracasos tu memoria<br />
y dejándote a solas con la noche.</div>
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AYER de Mario Benedetti</div>
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