Sunday, 12 April 2009
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Tuesday, 14 October 2008
Monday, 22 September 2008
La Noche en Blanco Madrid September 2008
A night when the city does not sleep.
All museums, theaters, galleries and important buildings and monument of Madrid are open all night and they are free. Lots of performances and installations throughout the city attract thousands of people. This year we had one and a half million people flooding the streets of Madrid and the atmosphere was magical.
Not having any traffic makes such a difference.......there is another view of the buildings, gardens, fountains and the feel of the city is unique.
I want more!.
Friday, 12 September 2008
Madrid September 2008
That´s why I love having friends from Australia coming over to visit...I love the look on their faces when I take them for a walk around the "hood".
It reminds me of how I felt when I first came to Madrid.
I have been considering going back to Melbourne...... it will be so hard to leave all this..the history, the people, the sun!!
What I need and what I want......
Monday, 1 September 2008
Wednesday, 20 August 2008
Summer in Madrid - Claustro de San Geronimo.
Most people go away and the traffic slows down....the colors are vibrant and clear and as the sun goes down a magic glow touches everything, softening things.
Near my place is El Prado Museum and behind it this beautiful old building which has been renovated and it is now part of the Museum.
Thursday, 14 August 2008
Paris
They also had a pair of binoculars to have a closer look and read the text we wrote on our bodies.
The performance went for 30 minutes.
It was my first visit to Paris and as I revealed parts of myself to others this fantastic city slowly revealed itself to me. It would take a life time to get to know this rich and complex society well, but even a small taste has left its trace in me.
I am fascinated at how different cultures express themselves and create their own ways of doing things, from high artistic expressions to the mundane aspects of their lives.
One thing I loved about Parisians was the amount of people I saw, sitting alone, quietly reading, totally undisturbed.
A treat to the senses
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