Showing posts with label Mythology. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mythology. Show all posts

Sunday, March 25, 2018

Back to Mother Nature


At the beginning of times, the She-Wolves nurtured humans. And when the wolves became extinct by humans, they were one -back- with Mother Nature. 
I took this picture for an assignment on Your Shot community (National Geographic), with the help of a glass salad bowl which has leaves and flowers carved on it.


Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Día de los Muertos, 2015. Day of the Dead


La Noche de los Altares. En el contexto del Día de los Muertos, 2015, en Santa Ana. Hermosa celebración en Orange County, con más esfuerzo que en Olvera St en Los Angeles.
The Night of the Altars. In the context of the Day of the Dead, 2015, in Santa Ana. Wonderful celebration in Orange County, with much effort than Olvera St in Los Angeles. 
My shots last Saturday, November 7th.




Monday, September 22, 2014

Welcome back Gonzalez. Bienvenido de regreso Gonzalez


This display at the Day of the Dead or Día de los Muertos in Olvera st, Los Angeles, shows the happiness of receiving Gonzalez's soul again. All the things that Gonzalez liked are displayed here, being the Virgin the only serious character in the altar.

Friday, October 26, 2012

Escala Humana

Coloso. Pintura digital de Myriam B. Mahiques.

El turista disfrutaba de su tour por las ciudades más populares de Europa; o más bien se divertía posando frente a enormes edificios, cuya grandiosidad pétrea, él comparaba con su propia Shangai. En complicados ideogramas, meditaba que si los antiguos habían erigido sus templos hacia el cielo de los dioses, pues ellos también, y no tenían qué envidiarles.
Su ansiedad fotográfica, lo llevó luego a los pies del coloso, quien en un leve instante se le manifestó en su escala rotunda; y fue así que el turista, sintiendo su cuerpo absolutamente empequeñecido, derramó lágrimas por las civilizaciones perdidas.

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Nota al 7 de mayo de 2013:

He encontrado un excelente ejemplo para ilustrar este microrrelato, y demostrar la grandeza de las esculturas frente a la escala humana; se trata de una turista que toca los fragmentos de la escultura de Constantino en Roma, en diciembre de 1962. La foto pertenece a Robert Sisson y ha sido publicada en National Geographic.com


Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Caballo mitológico. Mythological horse


This painting reminds me of the illustrations in a book I had when I was a girl, called Mitos y Leyendas, Colección Walt Disney. I was captured by them, as they were flat and with weird proportions, bodies like triangles, long legs, heads like circles, but beautiful indeed.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Icarus burning with the sun. Ícaro quemándose con el sol


I know Icarus´ legend and he didn´t burn with the sun; his wings were melt by the sun and he fell to the ocean. But I always envision him burning, and falling as a ball of fire. In this painting, he is static, accepting his destiny.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

The Graeae´s eye. El ojo de las brujas grises


The Graeae (English translation: "old women", "grey ones", "grey sisters", or "grey witches"; alternatively spelled Graiai (Γραῖαι), Graiae, Graii), were three sisters who shared one eye and one tooth among them. They are one of several trios of archaic goddesses in Greek mythology. The Graeae were daughters of Phorcys and Ceto. Thus, they were among the Phorcydes, all of which were either aquatic (sea-based) or chthonic (earth-based) dieties. The Graiae were sisters to the Gorgons.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Pájaro Siniestro. Sinister Bird


¨Further inquiry brought me meager but fascinating news of an island on that lonely coral reef, called Isla de la Muerte (the Island of the Dead). Here was the haunt of a strange bird, called by Indians rabihorcado, and it was said to live off the booby, another strange sea-bird. The natives of the coast solemnly averred that when the rabihorcado could not steal fish from the booby he killed himself by hanging in the brush. I did not believe such talk. The Spanish appeared to be rabi, meaning rabies, and horcar, to hang.¨
Zane Gray. Tales of Fishes. The Island of the Dead. USA. 1919

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Ave Fénix. Phoenix Bird


¨In the Garden of Paradise, beneath the Tree of Knowledge, bloomed a rose bush. Here, in the first rose, a bird was born. His flight was like the flashing of light, his plumage was beauteous, and his song ravishing. But when Eve plucked the fruit of the tree of knowledge of good and evil, when she and Adam were driven from Paradise, there fell from the flaming sword of the cherub a spark into the nest of the bird, which blazed up forthwith. The bird perished in the flames; but from the red egg in the nest there fluttered aloft a new one—the one solitary Phoenix bird.¨
Hans Christian Andersen. The Phoenix Bird. 1850


My homage for the reconstruction and the continuity of life. September 11, 2001, I´ll keep the date in my memories. In black and white, no colors in memoriam.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Icarus´ series


Architect Daedalus taught his young son Icarus how to fly with the wings he fabricated himself; but warned him not to fly so low close to the sea, not too high, close to the sun. In his enthusiasm, Icarus forgot the warning and the sun melt the wax that tied his wings.






And Icarus fell to the sea and drowned. Daedalus cried in anguish and lamented his arts.


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