the newspaper

you pedal, for the first time in 15 years. you go forward. you turn the street and,...there he is. you avoid him, pretend you don't pay attention to him and pedal more. you investigate. you go as far as you feel you are out of the limits, which are no other than your limits. and when you think it's enough, you go back to him. you take a bath. you are agitated because you are alone. he is agitated. shall i go further? a little more... here.
You get out of the water, and you stop to dry off, stop,...everything stops,...wait to dry off,...seagulls pass by,...nothing else,...wait to dry off. this is it.
A knot unties in your back and makes you smile. because you find what you are looking for... nothingness. to live. to see a minute go by, without caring.
Now you draw that girl who feels the same as you, who is moving through the water, and you draw that cloud that, believe it or not, has moved.


  1. Henry S. on 22/06/2006 at 11:58 am

    What is it about the beach that always leads to these sensations?

  2. Anónimo on 22/06/2006 at 7:52 pm

    What a pleasant surprise to learn that you have a blog! This way I will be able to keep track of you, both your life adventures and your pictorial art.

    Tomorrow we'll see your "adored" Franz Ferdinand, and we'll remember you fondly in your thirties, haha!

    Hey, by mistake I see that I had disabled the ability to post on my fotolog from outside, now I activate it. I love to see the signature Jose Benito, haha!

    See you, gentlemen. Have a good time this weekend.

  3. illot on 22/06/2006 at 8:47 pm

    of course!!!! it could not be less!!!!
    Happy franz concert!!!

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