tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59390837555532799352024-03-05T05:32:04.613-08:00JoanwasfullofloveUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger98125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-22674310260346112042011-03-27T16:34:00.001-07:002011-03-30T08:13:19.531-07:00THIS IS MY SITEhttp://joanlopezarts.com/<br /><br />and this is me<br /><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_10s81.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_10s81.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><br />trying to reborn my blog site which i had abandoned lately but here i am, for those who read and appreciate what i do. aall the others, suck my dick<br /><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_0977.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_0977.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_0951.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_0951.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_0955.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_0955.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">pictures taken during the shooting of "tempo" the first short film of Lucas Penzo</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-26468470092688074672011-03-27T16:32:00.000-07:002011-03-30T08:22:04.867-07:00Models080 Barcelona Fashion - the video -<br /><iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/19829329?title=0&byline=0&portrait=0&color=ffffff" width="598" height="424" frameborder="0"></iframe><br /><br />@Traffic Barcelona<br /><iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/20253191?title=0&byline=0&portrait=0&color=ffffff" width="598" height="451" frameborder="0"></iframe><br /><br /><iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/20604948?title=0&byline=0&portrait=0&color=ffffff" width="598" height="424" frameborder="0"></iframe><br /><br /><iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/20016142?title=0&byline=0&portrait=0&color=ffffff" width="598" height="451" frameborder="0"></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-45329146849459945522011-01-26T03:33:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.002-07:00Lining time<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/19173568?title=0&byline=0&portrait=0" frameborder="0" height="424" width="598"></iframe><br /><br />sarring Arbile @Traffic Barcelona<br />direction & edition Joan López<br />production & art direction Anabeluna<br />make up Isabel MartínezUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-76785900448044921182011-01-24T20:14:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.006-07:00esos días contigode un tiempo a ahora y sin querer buscar una razón, ha venido a mí el recuerdo de un amor. de tu amor. como no hablas mi idioma escribo tranquilo este texto en el que me regalo esos días contigo. cuando me adormezco, solo y con los pies fríos, me agito de repente, silencioso, y sé que eres tu. también sé que se trata de un sueño ya vivido, de una historia corta y extraña. pero corren para mí días en los que nadie, salvo mi santa madre y mi alma gemela, me hace sentir especial. no creí jamás conocer a nadie en las circunstancias en las que te conocí esa noche y que sin embargo acabara significando algo que a día de hoy me da vida. El recuerdo viene siempre disfrazado de gloria bendita y no es la primera vez que, traicionero, me hace caer en su abismo imposible. pero es un abismo luminoso en el que me dejo...<br />No estoy ya en mi cama, sino en la tuya. Tu estás en tu baño rojo-burdel, cepillándote los dientes y me espías a través de tu espejo/ventana. magia. entonces vienes y me abrazas. y echas esas gotitas de hiervas en la almohada como siempre antes de dormir. <span style="font-style: italic;">Para que se abran nuestros pulmones</span>, dices. Me das las buenas noches y yo ya sueño con verte amanecer, con verte delante de mí con el mejor desayuno que uno se pueda imaginar.<br />los párpados cerrados y los ojos en ti. la oscuridad me devuelve el olor de tu apartamento, tu voz y tu carcajada. me devuelve la sensación que tuve cuando una noche, desnudos, tu tocabas al piano la misma melodía que yo escuchaba por la mañana en la otra punta de la ciudad. pero de todos los momentos, el más fuerte es tu cara sonriendo conmigo. como una imagen repetitiva y perturbadora, veo tus labios curvados en una ligera sonrisa maliciosa que entona mi nombre con tu acento. sé que mi acento te excitaba. siempre lo decías. y a mi me excitaba el simple hecho de oír mi nombre saliendo de tu boca. esa imagen no se detiene, no me deja. a modo de zoom, me voy acercando, como si te viera a través de un combo delante del cual me siento y yo te dirigiera. hay hasta rayas chispeantes de televisor antiguo, de las veces que te repito en mi cabeza. rayan mi sueño y lo consiguen...... ahora! te has detenido. estás en "pause". te plasmo en mi retina, antes de irme.<br />y la eternidad me acaricia ahora, al tiempo que tu boca se desvanece susurrando:<span style="font-style: italic;"> joan! joan! joan!...</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-57081848971405072312011-01-24T11:03:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.008-07:00like cutting onion without crying<a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=retoca1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/retoca1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=____0362-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/____0362-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-5507853251164631802011-01-23T10:13:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.010-07:00Perfect Blue<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/18911875?title=0&byline=0&portrait=0" frameborder="0" height="324" width="498"></iframe><br /><br />starring Rosalia @Traffic Barcelona<br />direction & edition Joan López<br />production & art direction Anabeluna<br />make up Isabel MartínezUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-4531389727889233072011-01-22T10:08:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.012-07:00behind the glass<a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=000004-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/000004-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=0000206.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/0000206.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-12920731466399797212011-01-18T04:37:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.015-07:00sólo el cielo lo sabe<iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9aBAMnIUi8Y" frameborder="0"></iframe><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JG9CXQxhfL4" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"></iframe><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vZAajrxvDs4" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"></iframe><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/l88m22K_RC4" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"></iframe><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-oaHHrNQVrg" frameborder="0"></iframe><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/alUSx_X_za8" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"></iframe><br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iyfu_mU-dmo" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-56843308254647209202011-01-16T13:41:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.024-07:00Perfect swanWhen I first watched the trailer of <span style="font-style: italic;">Black Swan</span> I thought "shit, Aronofsky got there first!", but now I already watched the film I can tell there's nothing to do with what I would have done with the story explained in the legendary ballet. I've always imagined myself directing the cinematrographic version of Odette's story, that fragile girl who turned into a swan by an evil curse. <span style="font-style: italic;">Swan Lake</span> is such an inspiration to me, and I didn't even see it on live and stage. I once went but it was kind of a joke. The eternal fight betwen good and evil and the beauty of the whole piece is something out of this world. And the music, those melodies that a man writed with all the pain in the world due his sexuality repressed, his way to understand love and the way russian society treated him. All the love and beauty Tchaikosvky yearned for seems to be incrusted with passion on every single note of <span style="font-style: italic;">Swan Lake</span>. Me too, <span style="font-style: italic;">I had the craziest dream last night</span> where I made a musical film and as Nina Sawyers, I wanted it to be perfect. I like <span style="font-style: italic;">Black Swan</span>, it's penetrating and dark, and to my surprise Portman's work is as well touching perfection, but I've missed Aronosfky's passion for dance. I know it's not a film about the dance world but about the obsession and the fears of a girl completely out of her way for a passion. But I can't help it. In my version of <span style="font-style: italic;">Swan Lake</span> dance will be the most important thing on screen, and as the ballet, the story will be explained through music and dance. However, I must say Aronofsky's script has a direct relation with the world of ballet so in this sense he's close to understand what it really is. On another hand some moments of the film impressed me very much, like when Nina is about to finish her Black Swan part and at backstage she feels how the dark power embraces her down inside, and she imagine her skin growing black feathers. It's so sexy and done with a great long shot, as the most of dance parts. For all those who have enjoyed <span style="font-style: italic;">Black Swan</span>, I recommend you an anime film called <span style="font-style: italic;">Perfect Blue </span>of Satoshi Kon. You will find many parallelisms and even some images that are exactly the same on Aronofsky's film. I've enjoyed it a lot and I don't usually like anime movies, but this is one of a kind.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-71548637812405451842011-01-09T14:50:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.030-07:00des-atados<a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=memolo.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/memolo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3318.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3318.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3328.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3328.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3347.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3347.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3417.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3417.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3370.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3370.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3382.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3382.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3455.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3455.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3505.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3505.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3456.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3456.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3491.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3491.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3449.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3449.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3422.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3422.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3380.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3380.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3423.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3423.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3478.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3478.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3428.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3428.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=IMG_3409.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/IMG_3409.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-81875084715186078072011-01-02T20:24:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.035-07:00ahora es oscurocómo me agrada provocarme insomnio. qué agradable es permanecer despierto mientras todos duermen. me ha picado un bicho y otra vez viene con una canción bajo el brazo, se llama <span style="font-style: italic;">into the night</span>. Es la historia de una chica que guarda un oscuro secreto que no desvela a nadie y cada noche se sienta delante del espejo y se pinta los labios de rojo. Tiene los labios gordos y cuando se los pinta sólo puedes mirarle la boca. Cuando ya se ha pintorreado un poco (los ojos apenas se los maquilla) deja caer el batín de seda al suelo y, desnuda, se estira en la cama, con sus enormes pechos que miran al cielo. Cierra los ojos y espera haciéndose la dormida la señal del amor. Abre ligeramente las piernas invitando a su amante que salga de su escondrijo. Sólo ella sabe dónde aguarda su amor. Un amor tan paradójicamente pequeño en su forma y, sin embargo, tan grande en su poder. El poder de ese amor es una fuerza que nadie salvo ella misma podría entender.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-81727452085945660272010-12-31T19:50:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.039-07:00vivir mi vida6 de la mañana, 1.1.2011<br />esta noche, justo después de las uvas, he abrazado a mi abuela y a mi abuelo, a la vez, y he sufrido una catarsis. un ataque de amor y felicidad tan bestia que me he puesto a llorar. <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=iaius.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/iaius.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><br /><br />a veces siento el amor de un modo que hasta yo mismo me asusto, y es necesidad prima el tener que expresarme. creo que por eso quiero hacer cine. hay un choque entre el amor que he recibido de mi familia tal y como yo lo entiendo, y el diluido amor líquido que veo a mi alrededor. este encuentro doloroso es mi base para crear. es como un vacío existencial entre mi yo y todo lo demás. cada historia que escribo nace siempre de una de mis muchas dudas y cada película que haga será el interrogante. no espero encontrar una respuesta; mi deseo es el de corregir este vacío, acercarme al mundo y que el mundo se acerque a mí. mostrar mi verdad por que creo que mi verdad es necesaria ahora. no es sólo tener algo que decir, sino tener la capacidad de sentir para poder luego decir.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-84643826061473862392010-12-21T12:57:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.043-07:00girls, mirrors<a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=gis.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/gis.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=sonjaandme.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/sonjaandme.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-54444080441947211372010-12-13T17:10:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.045-07:00todo lo que tengo dentro<a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=_1A_0016.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/_1A_0016.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br />VOS LÈVRES SUR LE POINT DE SE TOUCHER C'EST MON COEUR SUR LE POINT D'EXPLOSER<br /><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=15A_0007.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/15A_0007.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=_0A_0017.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/_0A_0017.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=12A_0009.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/12A_0009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=10A_0010.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/10A_0010.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=_4A_0014.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/_4A_0014.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-87527821628865942662010-12-09T17:14:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.049-07:00working in the Doiknowyou? 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivZa4t3BhKJC8RrMLDtVRGVegkGRFw_VnQZ2vou48r2d9iyPapamdyDhygXr2jbvkwLKXIM9AEsTFtk4_KaiF5CCkEpIjil_PjL6EChbHpdGyiepetutjcv8BOWAG8Ok68VYAa5G8RHw/s400/LaLeyDelDeseo_PoncelaBanderas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547948279517792658" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-67352028362457113882010-12-07T06:05:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:10:26.295-07:00ellas, espejos, desnudos<a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=sonjaandme.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/sonjaandme.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=000003-2.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/000003-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=000006.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/000006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=0000w11.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/0000w11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=000004-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/000004-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=0014.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/0014.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=gis.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/gis.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-55928175289347555882010-12-02T18:22:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.056-07:00I feel beautiful<a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=sonja13.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/sonja13.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=sonja6.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/sonja6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=sonja2.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/sonja2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><br />i'm so happy i met you. and i'm keeping happy for after a year and a half without seeing us, even considering the relative short period of time we had (but long and intense enough to know well each other) everything is on its place between you and me. love and affection, dreams and hopes, fears and tears, all those abstract things I'd like to talk about but I gotta say not many could understand, at least as the way I expect. The land of desire is still burning and screaming out to us, Pure love is our way. I feel beautiful with you, because you let me be myself. <br />You little and creepy cute godness... <br /><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=sonja14.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/sonja14.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-20740814811298346892010-11-21T08:00:00.000-08:002011-03-27T16:00:07.058-07:00cristales rotos<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/16965510" width="800" height="600" frameborder="0"></iframe><br /><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=cristalesrotos11.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/cristalesrotos11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=cristalesrotos12.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/cristalesrotos12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=cristalesrotos3.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/cristalesrotos3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">carteles de Mi Ren</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-80676669145899978882010-10-10T14:39:00.000-07:002011-03-27T16:00:07.070-07:00¿existe alguna posibilidad, por pequeña que sea, de conocerte algún día?Hoy he pasado por una de las localizaciones en las que se rodó una de las escenas de <span style="font-style: italic;">todo sobre mi madre</span>. una de las mejores escenas, podría decir, aunque seria injusto por mi parte ante la perfección absoluta que alcanza esta película elevándola a lo sublime, al arte más auténtico, feroz y verdadero. quisiera conocer a pedro almodóvar aunque sólo fuera para darle las gracias. puede sonar tan estúpido como decir "no estoy sólo en el mundo", y es que siento que entiendo su lenguaje y el fondo de sus creaciones en todo su esplendor. todas y cada una de sus películas sin ningún tipo de excepción son obras frutos de su pasión y su amor al cine y su casi obsesiva tarea de acercarse al alma del ser humano. son tantos los elementos que tejen el universo almodovariano y lo hacen de una manera tan rica y genial que me parece estar hace ya unos años como drogado por sus historias tan apegadas como dispares, aunque la masa ignorante tienda a lo de cine español con maricones, putas y transexuales. ver <span style="font-style: italic;">todo sobre mi madre</span> supone ser ya consciente que voy a estar como mínimo 2 días más reflexivo de lo habitual, y más sensible y susceptible si cabe. es la aventura de ver algo nuevo cada vez y disfrutar de una historia perfectísimamente narrada, rodada con la mezcla perfecta entre inteligencia y sensibilidad, extremadamente poderosa al conectar con el espectador y aunque sea obvio, incluso para los detractores del autor, no puedo aludir a la mano, diría casi milagrosa, del realizador para dotar a sus actrices de magia, verdad, amor y eternidad. Pedro Almodóvar representa, para mí, la figura més elevada del arte al inventar, ficcionar, crear, escribir y llevar todo eso en imágenes del modo más feroz que he visto nunca. Por eso lo considero no sólo el mejor director del país, sino el mejor director del mundo actualmente en activo. gracias, gracias y gracias, por tantísima felicidad.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-87942593241471119602010-10-07T08:32:00.000-07:002011-03-27T16:00:07.075-07:00this is no ordinary<a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view&current=joanalba.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/joanalba.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-55867904424789122232010-10-06T14:13:00.000-07:002011-03-27T16:00:07.079-07:00yo y los hombres y satán y viceversaempiezo a escribir esta entrada con la más mera intención de ser sincero y me da a mi que puede haber malas interpretacions y que algunos que por aquí pasen puedan sentirse identificados. no sé, no sé, el caso es el siguiente: me he dado cuenta, bueno en realidad ya de toda la vida, que a penas tengo amistades masculinas. por dos sencillas razones. la primera viene siendo el hecho de que si son heteros pues salvo en un caso en mi vida, nunca acabo de congeniar del todo y no es por una razón de orientación sexual, sino creo más bien por gustos generales o misceláneas varias. así pues los chicos con los que suelo simpatizar normalmente y con los que parece que se establece una relación que podría ser una posible amistad suelen ser homosexuales. y en este caso ocurre.. mm a parte de todas las cosas que puedan ocurrir dos hechos muy claros: o pasan de mí o, no pasan de mí y les molo. cuando pasan de mí, yo que soy muy orgulloso, ya no me molesto ni lo más mínimo. y cuando les molo, como soy un tontaina y en realidad no me doy nunca cuenta, pues es como que les sigo la corriente y cuando ven que yo sólo quiero un amigo, pam! hasta luego!! hay una palabra muy ideal que creo que define muy bien la comunidad homosexual, al menos en España y es la SOBERBIA. es a causa de esta soberbia que ante tal rechazo de tener algo más, se te es confiscada también lo poco o lo que hubiera construido de amistad. y esto es lo que me pasa, y no lo soporto.<div>por otro lado, me repugna la facilidad con la que "el homosexual", digamos, <span style="font-style: italic;">ordinario</span> se sorprende ante la belleza carente de expresión y de valor, ante un flash, una carabonita, un rayo de luz tan vacío como efímero y que no aprecia la belleza imperfecta, pero real. tengo un defecto, repito, y es que soy muy orgulloso, pero esta soberbia de la que hablo existe y para mí es mierda pura. pese a no compartir este modo de pensar, este fenómeno me resulta muy inspirador, tanto que he empezado a escribir un melodrama con tintes de thriller sobre la llamada soberbia homosexual. se titula "SERIAL LOVE KILLER".<br /><br />pd. perras del infierno maricas malas sóis hijas de lucifer y como tal arderéis en el infierno!!<br />VADE RETRO SATANASA!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-44214916106329113952010-10-05T16:01:00.000-07:002011-03-27T16:00:07.082-07:00sobre la palabra pasiónlos que se tatúan <span style="font-style: italic;">love</span> en una y <span style="font-style: italic;">hate</span> en la otra mano están muy equivocados. las letras deberían mezclarse, deberían provar con h.l.t.o y v.e.a.e, por ejemplo. almenos así lo entiendo yo. hay tan poco de uno al otro o, cabe más bien decir que están tan jodidamente mezclados que uno es incapaz de apreciar el paso de un sentimiento al otro. los que me conocen saben que no entiendo otra manera de amar. no puedo desprenderme del odio, pues si lo hago me desprendería también del amor. no entiendo esas parejas que después de un larga y profunda relación pueden seguir viéndose como amigos. Pero como son las cosas, que me gustaría llevarme bien con las personas que he querido y, sin embargo, no puedo. Cito aquí a mi etérea y siempre tan sabia Manuela con la que me siento profundamente identificado: "<span style="font-style: italic;">por mi naturaleza mediterránea, apasionada, estoy cerca de Che Guevara. Quisiera estar cerca de Ghandi, pero no, jamás. Creo en la lucha, en la sangre.</span>"Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-60122355558312546262010-10-05T12:34:00.000-07:002011-03-27T16:00:07.085-07:00carrete de verano<a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view¤t=10A_0627.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/10A_0627.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view¤t=_0A_0635.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/_0A_0635.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view¤t=18A_0619.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/18A_0619.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view¤t=12A_0625.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/12A_0625.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view¤t=24A_0614.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/24A_0614.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view¤t=25A_0613.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/25A_0613.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view¤t=21A_0616.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/21A_0616.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view¤t=14A_0623.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/14A_0623.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view¤t=23A_0615.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/23A_0615.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view¤t=_7A_0630.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/_7A_0630.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view¤t=_8A_0629.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/_8A_0629.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a><br /><a href="http://s247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/?action=view¤t=_4A_0632.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg125/joanisfulloflove/_4A_0632.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939083755553279935.post-41202067630473837452010-10-01T02:10:00.000-07:002011-03-27T16:00:07.088-07:00we all love ElviraI made this video for my friend Elisabeth as a presentation for her first great project as a fashion desginer, inspired in all these things we love; porn cinema, the 70's, the States, beautiful blonde women, the vintage and the american dream. <br /><br /><iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/15184698" width="400" height="300" frameborder="0"></iframe><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/15184698">Elvira</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user4519924">Joan López</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0