Possess

I really like the photography. One photo can make you feel some different things, can make you imagine, remember and learn. Also, are photographs that are amazing because their colors or the scenes that they are showing.

Today, I will talk about one of my favorite’s photos. It was taken by my best friend mom, when they were together traveling around Perú. It was in 2009, at the time they were in Cuzco, the mythical city of the Incas. It was in a cloudy day.

The image shows my friend, Pía, inside of an ancient building, made of stones and with straw roof. She is in the front of a window, and the green landscape of the mountains with the clouds above it, is behind her. You can see clearly the luminous window frame and the roof over it, the mountains and the roofs of two other buildings behind Pía, but you can’t recognize her face: she looks like a woman shadow with long hair, holding a bag with one of her hands and looking at the camera. She is anyone, with the immensity behind.

I love this photo for different reasons. Because I love Pía, and in many months we can’t met: I remembered better her looking at his photo. Also, it is so beautiful, and the first time I saw this image, I remembered a quote that I really like, and that I remembered every time I see this picture: “Maybe the prison possess her, but she possess the liberty”.

If you look carefully, you can see that Pía is smiling.  

Chumilco

Today, I will talk about my favorite piece of technology: I don’t really think that the objects are the most important thing in the the life, but exists something that I use so much: my cell phone.

In the past December I won a contest, and I had to expended the prize buying in Ripley.  So, I chose to buy something great: a Samsung Galaxy S (in addition to clothes :3).

My cell is amazing: you can listen to music on it, it has a great camera and internet connection (so I can connect to my facebook account and use other social networks, watch videos and read books and manga) and I can call to my friends, answer my e-mail and use so many different applications.  Also, it’s so beautiful: dark, simple, and it has a cover with the appearance of a cassette <3

I really like my phone. I always use it, and it symbolizes to me that the works worth: it’s my price baby!

Finally, I have two things more to say:
1)  I could life without my cell: have it isn’t a question of life and death. But it really contribute to make me feel happy.
2)  I became attached to my cell at the point that I gave it a name. And that’s the title of the post (:

Me, my cell and my very-weel friend, Kimbo.

One of my favorite things

I have loved National Geographic since I was a child. The TV programs and the magazines always make me learn about some interesting things about the nature, the animal and the humans around the world. It was the first thing that inspired me to study Anthropology, and that's why I have no hesitation in recommending the Natgeo website to you (I suppose that if you are reading my blog, you like the Anthropology, or do you want to know more about it J)

This site contains many different sections: photography, news, trailers about the Natgeo movies, articles, travel, etc. All of them are related to animals, geography, amazing places of the world, history, anthropology or science. The section I like the most is the one where articles are published.

At the website you can find so many articles about Social Anthropology –related to tribes, lifestyles around the world, etc.–, Archeology (many different finds and archeological sites) and Physical Anthropology (At this moment I’m reading about the cannibalism on Virginia, United States, at 1610 :s).

This website is full of pictures, articles about explores, science and culture. I don't visit it so much, but I have to do that: I really love it <3

Martial Arts Picture, India

Teenage Feel

Few weeks ago I go with my bro to a concert of a great band, that always makes me feel a little nostalgic: the Killers.

That band, formed at 2001 in Las Vegas, is a rock group whose classical songs talk about unrequited love and different experiences and feels that makes  me remember when I was a teen: as well as  the letter of their songs, my sister loves them, and she always listened to this band at my house when I was eleven or twelve years old.

When I was at the concert, singing the with the crowd and beeing iluminated by faboluos lights of different colors, I imaginated my sister as she was when she was fifteen, dancing and laughing at the parties that I dreamed to going when I was twelve. I remembered, too, that times: when me and my brother where two little kids playing in the garden of the house. I remember too, parties and moments when my friends. Then I tought that, even the things had change, the important still beeing the same: my bro was at my side, sweaty, and singing with me.

The concert continued, we song more, bought t-shirts and meet some highschool friends.

Now I have more things to remember when I listen to the The Killers songs!

When you were young

                         The Killers

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now- here he comes

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentlemen
Like you imagined when you were young

Can we climb this mountain
I don't know
Higher now than ever before
I know we can make it if we take it slow
Let's take it easy
Easy now, watch it go

We're burning down the highway skyline
On the back of a hurricane that started turning
When you were young
When you were young

And sometimes you close your eyes
and see the place where you Used to live
When you were young

They say the devil's water, it ain't so sweet
You don't have to drink right now
But you can dip your feet
Every once in a little while

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now- here he comes

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentlemen
Like you imagined when you were young
When you were young 

I said he doesn't look a thing like Jesus
He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But more than you'll ever know

About me

I`m a eighteen years old boy, who was born and grew up in Santiago, Chile. I actually live in my grandmother's house, in La Reina, with my mom and my brother. I like to read books, and to pass time with my family, pets and friends. I like the photography, the animals, the people, the places and the food; I really love the life. Write is my passion: express your own vision of the world by telling stories is the best thing of the world to me.

I was born on November 8th of 1994. I lived in some different houses, with my brother, my two daughters, my mon, my dad and my pets. I was happy at my childhood, and I have great memories about the games that I always played with my bro, Cato; I was, and I am, so imaginative. I always went to the Seminario Pontificio Menor School, a not-so-big place where I made my best friends and lived important episodes of my live.

Few years ago my parents broke up, and I came to live with my mom and Cato to the house of my grandma: a magical big house full of plant and dogs. In spite of that, I was so happy: by that time I made very good friends, I had a lot of adventures and I discovered my passion for writting. All of that experience let my grew up, and matured.

Today, I'm so exciting: a new chapter of my life -with new characters, with a new and unknown trama-  is begining!