tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78033147793889023082011-07-31T02:32:40.808-07:00El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.comBlogger551100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-19334678927909269692009-11-09T09:27:00.001-08:002009-11-11T11:07:01.360-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SvhRqlGglaI/AAAAAAAAAiw/1zaayhXLZSg/s1600-h/DESDE+EL+ALBAICIN.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402157544986678690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SvhRqlGglaI/AAAAAAAAAiw/1zaayhXLZSg/s320/DESDE+EL+ALBAICIN.jpg" border="0" /></a> La pasión por la Alhabra de Granada...<br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402156956251021282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SvhRIT4_X-I/AAAAAAAAAig/UEHBEDnWTkU/s320/DESDE+EL+ALBAICIN+DETALLE.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>Detalle...</div><div> </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SvhRIT4_X-I/AAAAAAAAAig/UEHBEDnWTkU/s1600-h/DESDE+EL+ALBAICIN+DETALLE.jpg"></a> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-1933467892790926969?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-83930879836584602422009-11-09T09:23:00.001-08:002009-11-09T09:27:05.228-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SvhQmf-oAeI/AAAAAAAAAiY/sBqWigvPpWs/s1600-h/ZOCO+MARROQUI.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402156375380328930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SvhQmf-oAeI/AAAAAAAAAiY/sBqWigvPpWs/s320/ZOCO+MARROQUI.jpg" border="0" /></a> Escena de mercado en Marruecos...<br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SvhQbcUw-3I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/q66FJP-g-RY/s1600-h/ZOCO+DETALLE.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402156185420888946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SvhQbcUw-3I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/q66FJP-g-RY/s320/ZOCO+DETALLE.jpg" border="0" /></a>Detalle del ZOCO MARROQUI <div> </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-8393087983658460242?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-49577944635707426152009-11-09T09:21:00.000-08:002009-11-09T09:22:57.731-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SvhPyDeGB8I/AAAAAAAAAiA/cJBpdIz8vHs/s1600-h/CHAPARRON+EN+LA+CAVA+DE+CUCHILLEROS.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402155474374494146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SvhPyDeGB8I/AAAAAAAAAiA/cJBpdIz8vHs/s320/CHAPARRON+EN+LA+CAVA+DE+CUCHILLEROS.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p>El viejo Madrid, bajo la lluvia...</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-4957794463570742615?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-82555180901290565412009-11-09T09:20:00.000-08:002009-11-09T09:21:24.729-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SvhPjvhdsGI/AAAAAAAAAh4/tgknDoN-5EI/s1600-h/CIMAS+DE+ASTURIAS.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402155228501749858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SvhPjvhdsGI/AAAAAAAAAh4/tgknDoN-5EI/s320/CIMAS+DE+ASTURIAS.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-8255518090129056541?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-9040230635090656452009-11-09T09:08:00.000-08:002009-11-09T09:20:11.992-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SvhPQxwvbeI/AAAAAAAAAhw/N-63CwBM3wk/s1600-h/ASTURIAS.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402154902685183458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SvhPQxwvbeI/AAAAAAAAAhw/N-63CwBM3wk/s320/ASTURIAS.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-904023063509065645?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-45916014540887177752009-01-03T09:01:00.000-08:002009-03-23T12:03:45.005-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Z7Fuq5OI/AAAAAAAAAa8/3bgH2KjePqw/s1600-h/55_visi%C3%B3n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287113727985509602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Z7Fuq5OI/AAAAAAAAAa8/3bgH2KjePqw/s320/55_visi%C3%B3n.jpg" border="0" /></a> Creatividad y sufrimiento. La pintura y el alma humana desnudas ante un doloroso proceso creativo...<br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-4591601454088717775?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-19274075326552531812009-01-03T09:00:00.000-08:002009-01-03T09:01:02.896-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-ZwstFJgI/AAAAAAAAAa0/InzrXPtawzs/s1600-h/06_la_espera.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287113549469263362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-ZwstFJgI/AAAAAAAAAa0/InzrXPtawzs/s320/06_la_espera.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>La melancolía de quien aguarda frente al mar... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-1927407532655253181?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-20165627146979698012009-01-03T08:59:00.001-08:002009-01-03T09:00:17.881-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Zl9cHi4I/AAAAAAAAAas/-Yvbu5Nx-GA/s1600-h/05_extra%C3%B1os_jinetes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287113364982958978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Zl9cHi4I/AAAAAAAAAas/-Yvbu5Nx-GA/s320/05_extra%C3%B1os_jinetes.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>También el mundo de la fantasía y lo misterioso está presente en la pintura de Rafael Carreras. Oscuros caminos frecuentados por viajeros enigmáticos. Antorchas que iluminan las blancas túnicas de los jinetes.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-2016562714697969801?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-91458210547032133082009-01-03T08:56:00.000-08:002009-03-23T11:50:40.984-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-ZKdYtaGI/AAAAAAAAAak/QeFxHmLN6lg/s1600-h/02_cuartillas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287112892522260578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-ZKdYtaGI/AAAAAAAAAak/QeFxHmLN6lg/s320/02_cuartillas.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>La creatividad cautiva, el ansía de la expresión irracional, la falta de libertad creativa... sólo unas cuartillas en blanco.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-9145821054703213308?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-8652600700677653952009-01-03T08:54:00.000-08:002009-01-03T08:56:03.811-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-YUQDSQkI/AAAAAAAAAac/TwYkHi9F_uo/s1600-h/54_beethoven.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287111961229804098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-YUQDSQkI/AAAAAAAAAac/TwYkHi9F_uo/s320/54_beethoven.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>La muerte, la guerra... el descanso del guerrero... la presencia de Ludwig dominándolo todo...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-865260070067765395?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-72741090531303446442009-01-03T08:52:00.001-08:002009-01-03T08:54:21.969-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-X-W0R2oI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VujWk_v7qYE/s1600-h/52_estanque_del_retiro.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287111585088789122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-X-W0R2oI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VujWk_v7qYE/s320/52_estanque_del_retiro.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-X0CIj2dI/AAAAAAAAAaM/6SrYdsBu8ck/s1600-h/53_el_retiro_madrid.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287111407738018258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-X0CIj2dI/AAAAAAAAAaM/6SrYdsBu8ck/s320/53_el_retiro_madrid.jpg" border="0" /></a> Dos visiones del estanque del parque del Retiro de Madrid...<br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-7274109053130344644?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-75333996847786797602009-01-03T08:50:00.000-08:002009-01-03T08:51:52.959-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-XfHgQrlI/AAAAAAAAAaE/c_nmoALdTB0/s1600-h/51_marroqui.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287111048402349650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-XfHgQrlI/AAAAAAAAAaE/c_nmoALdTB0/s320/51_marroqui.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>La luz de Marruecos...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-7533399684778679760?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-28638322154812224742009-01-03T08:48:00.000-08:002009-03-23T11:51:38.441-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-XFLxX-7I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/hGm_jhG0Eqg/s1600-h/50_la_lonja.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287110602871274418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-XFLxX-7I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/hGm_jhG0Eqg/s320/50_la_lonja.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Pequeña obra en la que se conjuga el dominio del color y la luz. Una de sus mejores obras.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-2863832215481222474?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-52433460270492593872009-01-03T08:46:00.000-08:002009-01-03T08:48:54.525-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-WmEPfl1I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/iw6gsluqwiw/s1600-h/49_violinista.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287110068274173778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-WmEPfl1I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/iw6gsluqwiw/s320/49_violinista.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />El músico, el creador atormentado...<br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-5243346027049259387?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-22186765007755530602009-01-03T08:45:00.000-08:002009-01-03T08:46:50.104-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-WbJ06TjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/I20QETrMYpU/s1600-h/48_casa_de_campo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287109880794730034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-WbJ06TjI/AAAAAAAAAZs/I20QETrMYpU/s320/48_casa_de_campo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Una visión de la casa de campo madrileña, pintada al natural y plasmada sobre tabla en el año 1963.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-2218676500775553060?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-76190767470192218212009-01-03T08:44:00.000-08:002009-01-03T08:45:28.428-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-WEGUN5XI/AAAAAAAAAZk/0HH3tqD8gjE/s1600-h/47_mercado_arabe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287109484715304306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-WEGUN5XI/AAAAAAAAAZk/0HH3tqD8gjE/s320/47_mercado_arabe.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-7619076747019221821?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-16017122922781652492009-01-03T08:43:00.000-08:002009-01-03T08:44:19.317-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-V1eBQmdI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Ayi4Ffsrth0/s1600-h/46_cabeza_de_bohemio.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287109233380202962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-V1eBQmdI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Ayi4Ffsrth0/s320/46_cabeza_de_bohemio.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-1601712292278165249?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-54047553631713006512009-01-03T08:42:00.000-08:002009-01-03T08:43:33.091-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-VlboIpPI/AAAAAAAAAZU/kkWpOLvY-s4/s1600-h/45_sacramento.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287108957860046066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-VlboIpPI/AAAAAAAAAZU/kkWpOLvY-s4/s320/45_sacramento.jpg" border="0" /></a> Un lluvioso paseo por la calle Sacramento de Madrid<br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-5404755363171300651?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-71463815372692258312009-01-03T08:40:00.000-08:002009-01-03T08:41:41.736-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-VGG5K89I/AAAAAAAAAZM/3Rtt5H2OVxA/s1600-h/44_catedral.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287108419718411218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-VGG5K89I/AAAAAAAAAZM/3Rtt5H2OVxA/s320/44_catedral.jpg" border="0" /></a> Una visión de la catedral de La Almudena de Madrid<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-7146381537269225831?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-14690331662890441012009-01-03T08:36:00.000-08:002009-01-03T08:42:26.507-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-U80HUo5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/jvBkYthKYXY/s1600-h/43_tipos_carnavalescos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287108260058669970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-U80HUo5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/jvBkYthKYXY/s320/43_tipos_carnavalescos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-1469033166289044101?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-36571080140938954822009-01-03T08:35:00.002-08:002009-01-03T08:36:47.416-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-UE1JHphI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Qjc8dkY0svQ/s1600-h/42_vana_ilusion.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287107298261968402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-UE1JHphI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Qjc8dkY0svQ/s320/42_vana_ilusion.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-3657108014093895482?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-64201016765850201932008-07-07T10:54:00.000-07:002009-01-03T08:30:48.104-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Soh70-EI/AAAAAAAAAY0/8RWXcLLJAMs/s1600-h/41_santillana_del_mar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287105712557979714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Soh70-EI/AAAAAAAAAY0/8RWXcLLJAMs/s320/41_santillana_del_mar.jpg" border="0" /></a> Las calles lluviosas de Santillana del Mar, expuestas en el salón de la casa de su hija Maribel<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-6420101676585020193?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-60243873024643846222008-07-07T10:50:00.001-07:002009-01-03T08:29:51.015-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-SdsfvMFI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Bmpkb2gWV2o/s1600-h/40_ultimo_lote.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287105526414389330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-SdsfvMFI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Bmpkb2gWV2o/s320/40_ultimo_lote.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SHJXo6pObRI/AAAAAAAAANo/4aw3VZZgRv4/s1600-h/15+ultimo_lote.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-6024387302464384622?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-36001481261635808122008-07-07T10:47:00.000-07:002009-01-03T08:29:04.047-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-SSPr1M_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/y2SdHNEGJ8g/s1600-h/39_leccion_de_piano.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287105329701925874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-SSPr1M_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/y2SdHNEGJ8g/s320/39_leccion_de_piano.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SHJW-I6GuMI/AAAAAAAAANg/pLbULUoYJEA/s1600-h/16+leccion_de_piano.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-3600148126163580812?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-84047885324195487132008-07-07T10:41:00.001-07:002009-01-03T08:28:10.459-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-R2ja-R4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/3ZIWDuYf7WQ/s1600-h/38_alquimistas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287104853963589506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-R2ja-R4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/3ZIWDuYf7WQ/s320/38_alquimistas.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-8404788532419548713?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-70941525213266252352008-07-07T10:24:00.000-07:002009-01-03T08:26:37.208-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Rsp1Ij0I/AAAAAAAAAYU/mb33-xry7-M/s1600-h/37_quijote_y_cristo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287104683885236034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Rsp1Ij0I/AAAAAAAAAYU/mb33-xry7-M/s320/37_quijote_y_cristo.jpg" border="0" /></a> El idealismo del hidalgo llevado a la religión...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-7094152521326625235?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-57975415539930423752008-07-07T10:10:00.000-07:002009-01-03T08:25:57.108-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Rify12II/AAAAAAAAAYM/L5Tmbyty70k/s1600-h/36_marroqui.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287104509392574594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Rify12II/AAAAAAAAAYM/L5Tmbyty70k/s320/36_marroqui.jpg" border="0" /></a> Una vez más, su admiración ante el mundo árabe<br /><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-5797541553993042375?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-31492421555454803452008-03-25T05:38:00.000-07:002009-01-03T08:25:07.121-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-RVCBfuGI/AAAAAAAAAYE/_Ir2MwzWVMo/s1600-h/35_nevada.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287104278062676066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-RVCBfuGI/AAAAAAAAAYE/_Ir2MwzWVMo/s320/35_nevada.jpg" border="0" /></a> Regresando a casa sobre la nieve...<br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-3149242155545480345?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-63665681900817998052008-03-25T05:19:00.000-07:002009-01-03T08:24:07.882-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-RFlp8SzI/AAAAAAAAAX8/zveFxjKJLqo/s1600-h/34_san_francisco.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287104012749654834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-RFlp8SzI/AAAAAAAAAX8/zveFxjKJLqo/s320/34_san_francisco.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>Iglesia de San Francisco de Hornachos. Cuadro donado al pueblo y expuesto actualmente en la casa consistorial.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-6366568190081799805?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-48304451181989489062008-03-25T05:10:00.000-07:002009-01-03T08:23:10.321-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Q2fUYOUI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ibcNDt16zGU/s1600-h/33_traslado_de_toros.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287103753350560066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Q2fUYOUI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ibcNDt16zGU/s320/33_traslado_de_toros.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />La fuerza y la nobleza de las bestias. Y la dura labor de los hombres. Los animales parecen salirse del cuadro.<br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-4830445118198948906?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-37485668564524474522008-03-25T05:02:00.000-07:002009-01-03T08:21:25.172-08:00Escena cotidiana de campesinos en cualquier pueblo castellano. La luz lo invade todo haciéndose protagonista.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287103294769304930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Qby-FlWI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Jd-5OZI8xrw/s320/32_campos_de_castilla.jpg" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-3748566856452447452?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-52706216811285456292008-03-25T04:57:00.000-07:002009-01-03T08:20:13.794-08:00Estos dos dibujos fueron obsequios para dos médicos marroquies que le ayudaron en un difícil momento personal.<br /><br /><div><div><div align="center"><strong>La Alhambra de Granada</strong></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287102660870195378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-P25gwyLI/AAAAAAAAAXc/80C2y0QNlys/s320/31_alhambra_granada.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong>El árabe</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287102921940735602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-QGGE1FnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/K5gEiySED7s/s320/30_el_arabe.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-5270621681128545629?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-54634842341609843742008-03-25T03:16:00.000-07:002009-01-03T08:17:08.947-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-PazT4z2I/AAAAAAAAAXU/ORDfosxzWNw/s1600-h/29_ruinas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287102178169245538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-PazT4z2I/AAAAAAAAAXU/ORDfosxzWNw/s320/29_ruinas.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/R-jRV5-XY3I/AAAAAAAAAK0/XAcuxoH9glc/s1600-h/ruinas.jpg"></a><div>Gran manejo de la luz y los grandes espacios.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-5463484234160984374?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-2531420648025631652008-03-25T03:03:00.000-07:002009-01-03T08:15:03.672-08:00<div><div><div><div align="center">En los cinco siguientes cuadros vemos reflejado el mismo tema: el viaje, la marcha, el emigrante. El camino siempre presente.<br /><strong></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong>NIEVE</strong></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287098470026540210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-MC9ZxdLI/AAAAAAAAAWs/I_pOvhDkIJA/s320/28_nieve.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>SIN TITULO</strong></div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/R-jm3Z-XY9I/AAAAAAAAALw/j-ZD9Fv04ww/s1600-h/sin_titulo_2.jpg"></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287098855832124354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-MZao_e8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/Erok4oR_S64/s320/27_sin_titulo.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>LLEGANDO A MADRID</strong></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287099206585052642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Mt1TAbeI/AAAAAAAAAW8/AfqeDd1aezo/s320/26_llegando_a_madrid.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><strong>LLOVIZNA</strong></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287100556433685570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-N8Z3__EI/AAAAAAAAAXE/qKnHv2o9cx8/s320/25_llovizna.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"><strong>EL CARRO </strong></p><p align="center">Siempre el camino. Trazos sueltos y espacios abiertos. Un cuadro luminoso y melancólico.</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287100974352401714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-OUuvlhTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/2y_AQ7byWrM/s320/24_el_carro.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center"></p></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-253142064802563165?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-8918331066461179472008-03-25T02:40:00.000-07:002009-01-03T08:00:22.735-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-LUcWX2WI/AAAAAAAAAWk/TG9aYbrrcCE/s1600-h/23_alarma.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287097670879926626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-LUcWX2WI/AAAAAAAAAWk/TG9aYbrrcCE/s320/23_alarma.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>El mundo del mar y sus habitantes. La tensión de la tempestad a bordo.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-891833106646117947?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-77958355033895044642008-03-25T02:37:00.000-07:002009-01-03T07:58:31.883-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Kzk5DvRI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Jct0bB4btkI/s1600-h/22_abrevadero.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287097106237209874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Kzk5DvRI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Jct0bB4btkI/s320/22_abrevadero.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/R-jIJJ-XYwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ORo1QqdUuAE/s1600-h/abrevadero.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-7795835503389504464?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-74740847398523234052008-03-08T15:56:00.000-08:002009-03-23T11:54:11.473-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-KIz-tVVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/aCYAnos2SQI/s1600-h/21_madre_con_ni%C3%B1o.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096371553064274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-KIz-tVVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/aCYAnos2SQI/s320/21_madre_con_ni%C3%B1o.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/R9MnvQ2otrI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ib7BHYWNAaE/s1600-h/madre_con_ni%C3%B1o.jpg"></a><div> </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-7474084739852323405?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-36887271744075912382008-03-08T15:42:00.000-08:002009-01-03T07:53:24.976-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-JzSbfsSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/F7msJlI8xik/s1600-h/20_mefistofeles_fragmento.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287096001769746722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-JzSbfsSI/AAAAAAAAAWM/F7msJlI8xik/s320/20_mefistofeles_fragmento.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>Un Satanás más pícaro que malvado. Una mirada gamberra que nos devuelve nuestra propia villanía.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-3688727174407591238?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-4977737403553379242008-03-08T15:39:00.000-08:002009-01-03T07:50:26.490-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-JGXS3qOI/AAAAAAAAAWE/NA7vCyXJIBI/s1600-h/19_campesina.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287095229981632738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-JGXS3qOI/AAAAAAAAAWE/NA7vCyXJIBI/s320/19_campesina.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/R9Mj2Q2otpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bbX2A_AT8nc/s1600-h/flores.jpg"></a>Explosión de colores campestres.<br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-497773740355337924?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-5466942665094804062008-03-08T06:57:00.000-08:002009-01-03T07:47:35.013-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-IaxySsgI/AAAAAAAAAV8/PRER4FJR02w/s1600-h/18_pescadores_en_la_playa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287094481178505730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-IaxySsgI/AAAAAAAAAV8/PRER4FJR02w/s320/18_pescadores_en_la_playa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>El mar, muchas veces presente, el modesto pescador con sus aperos son temas recurrentes en su obra.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-546694266509480406?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-55487878427256426782008-03-08T04:50:00.001-08:002009-01-03T07:46:21.347-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-IKRQWysI/AAAAAAAAAV0/2rQZQx984hs/s1600-h/17_cinegetica_en_hornachos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287094197568326338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-IKRQWysI/AAAAAAAAAV0/2rQZQx984hs/s320/17_cinegetica_en_hornachos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div>Homenaje a Hornachos y a su pasado morisco.</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-5548787842725642678?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-78204008129649466362008-03-08T04:35:00.000-08:002009-01-03T07:44:57.287-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-H71vE2pI/AAAAAAAAAVs/2v9Ppo-BHaE/s1600-h/16_el_examen.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287093949662812818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-H71vE2pI/AAAAAAAAAVs/2v9Ppo-BHaE/s320/16_el_examen.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>La creación siempre presente. La pasión por las formas humanas, por la escultura. Y la obsesión por la estima, propia y de los demás, del trabajo del artista.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-7820400812964946636?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-64974152053303957852008-03-08T04:28:00.000-08:002009-01-03T07:40:19.753-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Gv6qvB5I/AAAAAAAAAVk/Nj3mp6kiHf4/s1600-h/15_desnudo_de_mujer_copia_sorolla.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287092645316724626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Gv6qvB5I/AAAAAAAAAVk/Nj3mp6kiHf4/s320/15_desnudo_de_mujer_copia_sorolla.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>El cuerpo de la mujer según Sorolla.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-6497415205330395785?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-83003013298926891472008-03-08T04:27:00.000-08:002009-01-03T07:37:34.208-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-GDuzTLcI/AAAAAAAAAVc/0UCJXcWbNJQ/s1600-h/14_ni%C3%B1os_en_la_playa_copia_sorolla.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287091886217178562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-GDuzTLcI/AAAAAAAAAVc/0UCJXcWbNJQ/s320/14_ni%C3%B1os_en_la_playa_copia_sorolla.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Copia de la obra del pintor Joaquín Sorolla del que es admirador incondicional. Se lo pasó en grande copiando la luz de las pinceladas de su admirado valenciano.<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-8300301329892689147?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-41492394078383014162008-03-08T04:21:00.000-08:002009-01-03T07:35:02.612-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Fcu4K8ZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/AR0BBBLZ5DE/s1600-h/13_la_virgen_de_hornachos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287091216222712210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-Fcu4K8ZI/AAAAAAAAAVU/AR0BBBLZ5DE/s320/13_la_virgen_de_hornachos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/R9KE-A2otNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/rlLJSvtfPgY/s1600-h/la_virgen_de_hornachos.jpg"></a><div>Obsequio al pueblo de Hornachos que, despues de setenta años, le volvió a acoger como uno más entre los suyos.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-4149239407838301416?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-28255748342213107842008-03-08T04:12:00.000-08:002009-01-03T07:30:50.840-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-EbI8z2FI/AAAAAAAAAVM/o_tkE8ORtWo/s1600-h/13_errrantes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287090089350125650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-EbI8z2FI/AAAAAAAAAVM/o_tkE8ORtWo/s320/13_errrantes.jpg" border="0" /></a> La partida y el caminar errante. La miseria. La lluvia, las negras nubes y el camino...<br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-2825574834221310784?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-79347729673115390652008-03-08T03:59:00.000-08:002009-01-03T07:29:16.045-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-ELSpm4EI/AAAAAAAAAVE/dOlAZESGURs/s1600-h/12_nido.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287089817076031554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-ELSpm4EI/AAAAAAAAAVE/dOlAZESGURs/s320/12_nido.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>Hombre familiar. Lo demuestra con obras como ésta en la que Carmen, su mujer y su hija Maribel ejercieron de modelos. Por cierto, el muñeco todavía anda por ahí.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-7934772967311539065?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-21178893665137143222008-03-08T03:52:00.000-08:002009-01-03T07:28:05.280-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-D0bN7mOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ThZiP5gmN5Q/s1600-h/11_ni%C3%B1a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287089424238876898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-D0bN7mOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ThZiP5gmN5Q/s320/11_ni%C3%B1a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>Otra vez el modelo es su hija Maribel. </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-2117889366513714322?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-57070186838437138522008-03-08T03:43:00.000-08:002009-01-03T07:24:07.556-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-CQVT8f6I/AAAAAAAAAU0/ZtnouH97zBQ/s1600-h/10_tres_civilizaciones.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287087704666570658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-CQVT8f6I/AAAAAAAAAU0/ZtnouH97zBQ/s320/10_tres_civilizaciones.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>La obsesión por integrar, por poner en común diferentes filosofías, no es nueva. La adolescencia en la Granada de postguerra dejó su poso en el pintor. La mezcla de culturas de la ciudad andaluza, también.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-5707018683843713852?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-64377314281713712222008-03-08T03:37:00.000-08:002009-01-03T07:13:40.580-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-AcGxiMuI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ccYRsibXmgo/s1600-h/09_monjes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287085707899319010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV-AcGxiMuI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ccYRsibXmgo/s320/09_monjes.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>Los monjes, los monasterios y todas las tareas que desarrollan son protagonistas de infinidad de cuadros. En este caso, esculpiendo o dibujando los bocetos del fondo.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-6437731428171371222?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-6053340550854370542008-03-08T03:34:00.000-08:002009-01-03T07:10:17.029-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV9_m0aVxnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/kbHNN2Q_vIk/s1600-h/08_puente_de_toledo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287084792437130866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV9_m0aVxnI/AAAAAAAAAUk/kbHNN2Q_vIk/s320/08_puente_de_toledo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Lluvioso paseo por un Puente de Toledo de otros tiempos, de tranvías y carros... y de piedra mojada.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-605334055085437054?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-76238274014577586342008-03-08T03:27:00.000-08:002009-01-03T07:08:29.807-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV9_PWv9KmI/AAAAAAAAAUc/3nkt5r-wuDQ/s1600-h/07_lavanderas_en_el_puente_de_toledo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287084389337737826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV9_PWv9KmI/AAAAAAAAAUc/3nkt5r-wuDQ/s320/07_lavanderas_en_el_puente_de_toledo.jpg" border="0" /></a> Una visión más luminosa del Puente de Toledo.<br /><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-7623827401457758634?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-21101110820107324292008-03-08T02:50:00.000-08:002009-01-03T06:50:56.960-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV97JjngDyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Roa5xgCS9k0/s1600-h/04_exodo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287079891666210594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV97JjngDyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Roa5xgCS9k0/s320/04_exodo.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><div></div><div>Dos de sus temas favoritos. De un lado, la marcha, la emigración; y de otro, el mundo islámico andalusí, herencia de sus años de estancia en Granada. Los muros de la Alhambra contemplan el final de una época y una cultura que nunca se iría del todo.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-2110111082010732429?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-71193172533111495792008-03-08T02:29:00.000-08:002009-01-03T05:13:54.141-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV9kghIsMMI/AAAAAAAAASs/GLFGw7IsDdE/s1600-h/03_adormecida.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287054997369663682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV9kghIsMMI/AAAAAAAAASs/GLFGw7IsDdE/s320/03_adormecida.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>La bebida y su poder de elevar (y derribar...). La figura de una mujer vaporosa y la, casi siempre presente, cercanía de la literatura.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-7119317253311149579?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7803314779388902308.post-69582320708822004072008-03-08T01:37:00.001-08:002009-01-03T06:57:14.613-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV98oTXdfgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/8_h8n3UB_48/s1600-h/01_elideal.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287081519391538690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV98oTXdfgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/8_h8n3UB_48/s320/01_elideal.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_B5pmPtFqDAI/SV9axsZNVhI/AAAAAAAAASc/gopKQDE5_Jk/s1600-h/01_elideal.jpg"></a><div><span style="color:#cccccc;">Uno de los motivos recurrentes en la obra de Rafael Carreras. El idealismo tenido por locura de El Quijote manchego<br /></span><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7803314779388902308-6958232070882200407?l=pintorrafaelcarreras.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>El Sonido Del Tiemponoreply@blogger.com0