August 1, 2012

Wish I Were Here Wednesday


Visiting the area of Valencia, Spain known as the City of Arts and Sciences. Located in the dry river bed of River Turia, it includes six impressive displays of modern architecture: an Opera house and performing arts centre; Imax Cinema, Planetarium and Laserium; Walkway/ Garden; Science museum; Open-air oceanographic park; and covered plaza.

El Palau de les Arts Reina Sofía- Opera house and performing arts centre
L'Hemisfèric - Imax Cinema, Planetarium and Laserium
L'Umbracle - Walkway / Garden
El Museo de les Ciències Príncipe Felipe - Science museum
L'Oceanogràfic - Open-air oceanographic park
L'Àgora - Covered plaza

Visitar la zona de Valencia, España conocida como la Ciudad de las Artes y las Ciencias. Ubicado en el lecho seco del río del río Turia, que incluye seis pantallas impresionantes de la arquitectura moderna: un teatro de ópera y centro de artes escénicas; Cine Imax, el Planetario y Laserium; Paseo/Jardín; Museo de la ciencia; al aire libre parque oceanográfico; y una plaza cubierta.

El Palau de les Arts Reina Sofía - un teatro de ópera y centro de artes escénicas
L'Hemisfèric - Cine Imax, el Planetario y Laserium
L'Umbracle - Paseo / Jardín
L'Oceanogràfic - al aire libre parque oceanográfico.
L'Àgora - Una plaza cubierta

Gracias por lo que me permite practicar mi español :)



July 14, 2012

Une Citation

"I think there is beauty in everything. What ‘normal’ people would perceive as ugly, I can usually see something of beauty in it."

Alexander McQueen (1969-2010)




October 25, 2011

La Reina - The Queen

Yo te he nombrado reina.
Hay más altas que tú, más altas.
Hay más puras que tú, más puras.
Hay más bellas que tú, hay más bellas.
Pero tú eres la reina.
I have named you queen.
There are taller than you, taller.
There are purer than you, purer.
There are lovelier than you, lovelier.
But you are the queen.

September 23, 2011

Woodland Wardrobing, by JMRZ

Some of us urbanites pine for a return to a pastoral existence we never knew, the kind we read about in Brontë and Austen novels. Whispers of it exist in breeze blown branches and in amber afternoon autumn light. Our melancholy souls are most satisfied by walks in fall-colored or winter-barren forests, days spent in the backcountry with the sky carpeted with stars, or in mountainside cabins. For breeds such as we, several trends have emerged.

♫ ♪ D 957, No. 4 Standchen - Franz Schubert

A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease. Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings, while incense is ever flowing from the balsam bells and leaves. No wonder the hills and groves were God's first temples, and the more they are cut down and hewn into cathedrals and churches, the farther off and dimmer seems the Lord himself.
~John Muir