<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989731941718693950</id><updated>2012-02-12T13:29:40.638-08:00</updated><category term='mínimas'/><category term='doodling'/><category term='blah'/><title type='text'>useless utensils</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tancliche.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tancliche.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>gise11e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677728564793658295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IE_NNRY2wrg/TtHnv2r5tOI/AAAAAAAAASs/6NkhhJA_M70/s220/IMG_0019.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989731941718693950.post-4103861327113919225</id><published>2012-01-19T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T12:52:37.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundance 2012 is here, yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Bueno llego al fin esa época del a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(17, 34, 204); cursor: pointer; font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Un_A%C3%B1o_de_Conciertos" class="l" style="color: rgb(17, 34, 204); cursor: pointer; "&gt;ñ&lt;/a&gt;o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;en que Park City, cubierta de nieve, recibe cineastas independientes de todo el mundo para celebrar la creativa tarea de hacer corto medio y largometrajes. &lt;div&gt;Esta burbuja en el estado de Utah, USA siempre me recuerda a Spectre, el pueblo perfecto retratado por Tim Burton en Big Fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y una vez mas it feels like home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3989731941718693950-4103861327113919225?l=tancliche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/4103861327113919225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/4103861327113919225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tancliche.blogspot.com/2012/01/sundance-2012-is-here-yo.html' title='Sundance 2012 is here, yo'/><author><name>gise11e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677728564793658295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IE_NNRY2wrg/TtHnv2r5tOI/AAAAAAAAASs/6NkhhJA_M70/s220/IMG_0019.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989731941718693950.post-1626528018491720779</id><published>2011-07-09T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T21:23:49.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doodling'/><title type='text'>sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rzdNWAuVdII/Thkocmr5OAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/hOxKBTtkZhY/s1600/imagen9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rzdNWAuVdII/Thkocmr5OAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/hOxKBTtkZhY/s320/imagen9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627573681262245890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-swnz_FcCQfg/ThkoPd6tzPI/AAAAAAAAAPg/t0yT-l1a1Zk/s1600/imagen5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-swnz_FcCQfg/ThkoPd6tzPI/AAAAAAAAAPg/t0yT-l1a1Zk/s320/imagen5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627573455570193650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3989731941718693950-1626528018491720779?l=tancliche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/1626528018491720779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/1626528018491720779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tancliche.blogspot.com/2011/07/sisters.html' title='sisters'/><author><name>gise11e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677728564793658295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IE_NNRY2wrg/TtHnv2r5tOI/AAAAAAAAASs/6NkhhJA_M70/s220/IMG_0019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rzdNWAuVdII/Thkocmr5OAI/AAAAAAAAAPo/hOxKBTtkZhY/s72-c/imagen9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989731941718693950.post-2183433159498214838</id><published>2011-07-09T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T21:32:29.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bloom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;Como Amelie antes de ayudar al ciego a cruzar la calle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aFrsHN758c/Thkl76rU1NI/AAAAAAAAAPY/rHEzmOIto-U/s1600/flor.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aFrsHN758c/Thkl76rU1NI/AAAAAAAAAPY/rHEzmOIto-U/s320/flor.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627570920669631698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aFrsHN758c/Thkl76rU1NI/AAAAAAAAAPY/rHEzmOIto-U/s1600/flor.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3S0LNGA2hp8&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3989731941718693950-2183433159498214838?l=tancliche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/2183433159498214838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/2183433159498214838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tancliche.blogspot.com/2011/07/bloom.html' title='bloom'/><author><name>gise11e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677728564793658295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IE_NNRY2wrg/TtHnv2r5tOI/AAAAAAAAASs/6NkhhJA_M70/s220/IMG_0019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0aFrsHN758c/Thkl76rU1NI/AAAAAAAAAPY/rHEzmOIto-U/s72-c/flor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989731941718693950.post-8151641747166205543</id><published>2011-07-09T19:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T21:23:49.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doodling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mínimas'/><title type='text'>Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_wNCSv-I0Ek/ThkSMYKQ3UI/AAAAAAAAAOY/IjssJaFS2EM/s1600/imagen10.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_wNCSv-I0Ek/ThkSMYKQ3UI/AAAAAAAAAOY/IjssJaFS2EM/s320/imagen10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627549213229374786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3989731941718693950-8151641747166205543?l=tancliche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/8151641747166205543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/8151641747166205543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tancliche.blogspot.com/2011/07/escape.html' title='Escape'/><author><name>gise11e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677728564793658295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IE_NNRY2wrg/TtHnv2r5tOI/AAAAAAAAASs/6NkhhJA_M70/s220/IMG_0019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_wNCSv-I0Ek/ThkSMYKQ3UI/AAAAAAAAAOY/IjssJaFS2EM/s72-c/imagen10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989731941718693950.post-8681813066318574823</id><published>2008-10-26T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T23:36:02.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>el desamor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No lo extraña a él, extraña esa ella, extraña creer saber como son las cosas, extraña entrar en el molde de las convenciones sociales. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esa estabilidad emocional, social, tranquilidad estancada, como comer despúes de cocinar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y después?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saber levantar la mesa, limpiar los platos, pensar en que va a preparar mañana,. que pasaría si deja la mesa puesta? moscas, es la imagen sin sustento, ya no existe como tal, y no ver esa inexistencia obnubilada por la memoria es vivir lo que no es.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3989731941718693950-8681813066318574823?l=tancliche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/8681813066318574823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/8681813066318574823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tancliche.blogspot.com/2008/10/waking-life.html' title='el desamor'/><author><name>gise11e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677728564793658295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IE_NNRY2wrg/TtHnv2r5tOI/AAAAAAAAASs/6NkhhJA_M70/s220/IMG_0019.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989731941718693950.post-4301789294775570079</id><published>2008-10-11T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T19:44:04.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mínimas'/><title type='text'>y</title><content type='html'>adults are overgrown kids with overgrown issues&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3989731941718693950-4301789294775570079?l=tancliche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/4301789294775570079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/4301789294775570079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tancliche.blogspot.com/2008/10/y.html' title='y'/><author><name>gise11e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677728564793658295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IE_NNRY2wrg/TtHnv2r5tOI/AAAAAAAAASs/6NkhhJA_M70/s220/IMG_0019.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989731941718693950.post-2271544886440970427</id><published>2008-09-28T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T23:31:35.641-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>p.s</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;no te conozco&lt;br /&gt;no se cuantos lunares tenés&lt;br /&gt;no se qué música escuchas&lt;br /&gt;no se en qué crees&lt;br /&gt;no se qué cosas te dan escalofríos&lt;br /&gt;no se en qué posición dormís&lt;br /&gt;no se si aprendes mejor de lo bueno o de lo malo&lt;br /&gt;no se cual es tu historia favorita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no te conozco pero te miro y te invento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque extraño el vos que vive en mi&lt;br /&gt;porque aprendí a confiar en la nada, y es ella la que te señala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g7J3L4oglTI/ThkVVSdIB5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/nEUFbI3p1x8/s320/P1010142.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627552664851580818" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3989731941718693950-2271544886440970427?l=tancliche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/2271544886440970427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/2271544886440970427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tancliche.blogspot.com/2008/09/ps-i-love-you.html' title='p.s'/><author><name>gise11e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677728564793658295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IE_NNRY2wrg/TtHnv2r5tOI/AAAAAAAAASs/6NkhhJA_M70/s220/IMG_0019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g7J3L4oglTI/ThkVVSdIB5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/nEUFbI3p1x8/s72-c/P1010142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989731941718693950.post-3839438917749257081</id><published>2008-09-25T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T20:46:15.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>Un mar entre tantos peces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un mar que los une, los contiene, los conecta, los arraiga, los transporta, les da vida, los define, los deja existir. Un mar impregnado de ellos. Un mar invisible a los peces, que solo conocen cuando el aire llena sus branquias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApR_eHldLvE/ThkPl_X398I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/VgWlcatAijo/s320/IMG_3538.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627546354717292482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3989731941718693950-3839438917749257081?l=tancliche.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/3839438917749257081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3989731941718693950/posts/default/3839438917749257081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tancliche.blogspot.com/2008/09/un-mar-entre-tantos-peces.html' title='Un mar entre tantos peces'/><author><name>gise11e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09677728564793658295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IE_NNRY2wrg/TtHnv2r5tOI/AAAAAAAAASs/6NkhhJA_M70/s220/IMG_0019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ApR_eHldLvE/ThkPl_X398I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/VgWlcatAijo/s72-c/IMG_3538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
