tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44801503481563714982012-01-01T01:34:37.338+01:00ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.comBlogger281100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-45646216400918435752008-03-29T03:35:00.001+01:002008-03-29T03:38:02.322+01:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/R-2rcEXzUoI/AAAAAAAAAiY/2Dp87PupxZ8/s1600-h/99.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182987244871570050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/R-2rcEXzUoI/AAAAAAAAAiY/2Dp87PupxZ8/s400/99.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/R-2rSkXzUnI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/QLOBHtHZWfA/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182987081662812786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/R-2rSkXzUnI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/QLOBHtHZWfA/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-4564621640091843575?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com48tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-13287961037476130412007-11-15T15:46:00.000+01:002007-11-15T16:03:05.155+01:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RzxeqWmkk4I/AAAAAAAAAgk/RVuux3t7D1I/s1600-h/2+QUERI%C3%89NDOTE+UNA+VIDA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133081757010400130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RzxeqWmkk4I/AAAAAAAAAgk/RVuux3t7D1I/s400/2+QUERI%C3%89NDOTE+UNA+VIDA.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">TRACY Y MARÍA EN LA PISCINA DE CASA</span></strong></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-1328796103747613041?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com87tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-36644849837847951142007-08-13T04:32:00.000+02:002007-08-13T04:56:37.642+02:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Rr_D81Lv9YI/AAAAAAAAAcs/3bkq6DI47j4/s1600-h/C.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098008753042617730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Rr_D81Lv9YI/AAAAAAAAAcs/3bkq6DI47j4/s400/C.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Rr_DulLv9XI/AAAAAAAAAck/zS877joYQE8/s1600-h/C..jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098008508229481842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Rr_DulLv9XI/AAAAAAAAAck/zS877joYQE8/s400/C..jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Rr_DF1Lv9WI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Pq0kNVZfS_Y/s1600-h/C...jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098007808149812578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Rr_DF1Lv9WI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Pq0kNVZfS_Y/s400/C...jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Buenos Aires 2006:</span></strong></div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div></div><div><div><strong>El milagro puede surgir a bordo de una barca</strong></div><div><strong>que cruza cualquier río.</strong><br /></div><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-3664484983784795114?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com42tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-86602607834048339192007-07-05T05:16:00.001+02:002007-07-05T06:00:06.995+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Roxi6HoIm2I/AAAAAAAAAZc/lqLESAmLQUA/s1600-h/Copia+de+22.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Roxi6HoIm2I/AAAAAAAAAZc/lqLESAmLQUA/s400/Copia+de+22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083546830013766498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Imágenes tomadas el 20/6/2007 a las 12:02</span></span><br /><br />Mi madre me metía prisa:<br />"No te pares cada dos por tres, hijo,<br />¿no puedes ir a mi lado como la gente normal?".<br /><br />Mi madre no era consciente de la belleza que se cernía sobre ella,<br />y yo...bueno, yo no era consciente de que mi madre,<br />en ese momento, por la razón que fuere,<br />necesitaba pasear junto a su hijo.<br /><br />Creo que no valió la pena cazar estas fotos.<br /><br />Mi madre es más asombrosa que cualquier cielo del mundo.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RoxizHoIm1I/AAAAAAAAAZU/OmvtWFnycGM/s1600-h/Copia+de+23.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RoxizHoIm1I/AAAAAAAAAZU/OmvtWFnycGM/s400/Copia+de+23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083546709754682194" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-8660260783404833919?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com62tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-36258535073775331782007-07-05T02:07:00.000+02:002007-07-05T05:45:34.052+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Row4QXoImxI/AAAAAAAAAY0/TqTZBoSY9Gs/s1600-h/Copia+de+1.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Row4QXoImxI/AAAAAAAAAY0/TqTZBoSY9Gs/s400/Copia+de+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083499933265861394" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Row4KXoImwI/AAAAAAAAAYs/uzchB9eHf1k/s1600-h/Copia+de+12.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Row4KXoImwI/AAAAAAAAAYs/uzchB9eHf1k/s400/Copia+de+12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083499830186646274" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Row4BHoImvI/AAAAAAAAAYk/OvJkQ56Kq-I/s1600-h/Copia+de+16.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Row4BHoImvI/AAAAAAAAAYk/OvJkQ56Kq-I/s400/Copia+de+16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083499671272856306" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">FOTOS REALIZADAS EL 20/6/2007<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Fiesta Fin de Curso para alumnos y familiares</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">C</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;">reo que ese día podía haber dedicado más tiempo<br />a jugar con mi sobrina en lugar de pasar toda<br />la mañana detrás del objetivo.<br />Este viernes (7/7/2007),<br />mi sobrina, Clara, cumple la friolera de 9 años...<br />y yo estaré en ese cumpleaños<br />y no llevaré la cámara conmigo.<br /><br />(o si, pero prometo tirar pocas fotos).<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span></span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-3625853507377533178?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-90775863376325562932007-07-05T01:58:00.001+02:002007-07-05T05:36:47.123+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Row0P3oImuI/AAAAAAAAAYc/OqsqDgFF19s/s1600-h/Copia+de+buena6....jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Row0P3oImuI/AAAAAAAAAYc/OqsqDgFF19s/s400/Copia+de+buena6....jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083495526629415650" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Esta foto fue realizada el <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">6/6/2007</span></span><br />Diana espera la llegada de su amiga Eva.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-9077586337632556293?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-34779618939896374412007-06-18T04:14:00.003+02:002007-06-18T04:29:06.043+02:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXtmZGRiOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/f8t30a9aZIo/s1600-h/DSC07435.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077225398758115554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXtmZGRiOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/f8t30a9aZIo/s400/DSC07435.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div><strong>14/4/2006</strong></div><div><strong>CAMERINO Nº13 DEL TEATRO MARIA GUERRERO.</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-3477961893989637441?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-81739709604188938792007-06-18T04:14:00.002+02:002007-06-18T04:24:35.234+02:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXspZGRiNI/AAAAAAAAAWo/OMUPcpLKQ48/s1600-h/DSC04649.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077224350786095314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXspZGRiNI/AAAAAAAAAWo/OMUPcpLKQ48/s400/DSC04649.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-8173970960418893879?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-45230616164186642672007-06-18T04:14:00.001+02:002007-06-18T04:22:28.144+02:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXsApGRiMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/fsK89YaS3JI/s1600-h/DSC04260.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077223650706426050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXsApGRiMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/fsK89YaS3JI/s400/DSC04260.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div><strong>7/Noviembre/2006</strong></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-4523061616418664267?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-58865607206971076732007-06-18T04:14:00.000+02:002007-06-18T04:19:48.480+02:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXq9JGRiLI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0t-T6r_d05g/s1600-h/Copia+de+PAMPLONA-MADRID+(Reflejo+en+la+ventanilla).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077222491065256114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXq9JGRiLI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0t-T6r_d05g/s400/Copia+de+PAMPLONA-MADRID+(Reflejo+en+la+ventanilla).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong>3/6/2007</strong></div><div>TREN PAMPLONA-MADRID</div><div>Diana conversa con Luis Calero</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-5886560720697107673?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-55877318540490458742007-06-18T03:58:00.000+02:002007-06-18T04:13:14.318+02:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXpUZGRiKI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/wxJlfU6tzIo/s1600-h/Copia+(2)+de+REUNIÓN+EN+CASA+DE+CECILIA+(+LibreterÃ&shy;a+21+4ºDos)+160.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077220691473959074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXpUZGRiKI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/wxJlfU6tzIo/s400/Copia+(2)+de+REUNI%C3%93N+EN+CASA+DE+CECILIA+(+Libreter%C3%ADa+21+4%C2%BADos)+160.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXpFZGRiJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/f5Lsyw-PLCM/s1600-h/Copia+de+REUNIÓN+EN+CASA+DE+CECILIA+(+LibreterÃ&shy;a+21+4ºDos)+199.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077220433775921298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXpFZGRiJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/f5Lsyw-PLCM/s400/Copia+de+REUNI%C3%93N+EN+CASA+DE+CECILIA+(+Libreter%C3%ADa+21+4%C2%BADos)+199.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077219471703246962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXoNZGRiHI/AAAAAAAAAV4/JHXbBlb0XMY/s400/Copia+de+Copia+de+REUNI%C3%93N+EN+CASA+DE+CECILIA+(+Libreter%C3%ADa+21+4%C2%BADos)+204.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXoBJGRiGI/AAAAAAAAAVw/RzabpBrvQ3U/s1600-h/Copia+de+REUNIÓN+EN+CASA+DE+CECILIA+(+LibreterÃ&shy;a+21+4ºDos)+215.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077219261249849442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXoBJGRiGI/AAAAAAAAAVw/RzabpBrvQ3U/s400/Copia+de+REUNI%C3%93N+EN+CASA+DE+CECILIA+(+Libreter%C3%ADa+21+4%C2%BADos)+215.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXnwZGRiFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/cFjeAAR67Bg/s1600-h/REUNIÓN+EN+CASA+DE+CECILIA+(+LibreterÃ&shy;a+21+4ºDos)+264.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077218973487040594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXnwZGRiFI/AAAAAAAAAVo/cFjeAAR67Bg/s400/REUNI%C3%93N+EN+CASA+DE+CECILIA+(+Libreter%C3%ADa+21+4%C2%BADos)+264.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong></strong></div><div><strong>BARCELONA</strong><br /><strong>Mayo 2007</strong></div><strong></strong></div><div><strong></strong><div>Fotos realizadas a la hora de la fulminación.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-5587731854049045874?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-53783132367195930742007-06-18T03:04:00.000+02:002007-06-18T03:58:35.143+02:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXmAJGRiEI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cU66DMhp_OY/s1600-h/Copia+de+35.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077217045046724674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RnXmAJGRiEI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cU66DMhp_OY/s400/Copia+de+35.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong></strong> </div><div><strong>2006</strong></div><div><strong>Un mes cualquiera </strong></div><div><strong>en cualquier camerino de cualquier ciudad</strong></div><div><strong>antes de cualquier función (Hamelin).</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-5378313236719593074?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-4751693733879752322007-06-04T15:23:00.001+02:002007-06-04T15:35:49.845+02:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RmQUVU1n6kI/AAAAAAAAAUM/kjbg2Z7d_KM/s1600-h/DSC04579.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072201436929452610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RmQUVU1n6kI/AAAAAAAAAUM/kjbg2Z7d_KM/s400/DSC04579.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div>No sé a qué teatro pertenece este camerino.</div><div>Es dificil recordar los camerinos, los escenarios...</div><div>Podría ser cualquier lugar de España.</div><div>El tópico, a veces, se cumple...</div><div> "¿en qué ciudad estamos?".</div><div> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">2006</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-475169373387975232?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-5707817587546014702007-06-04T15:23:00.000+02:002007-06-04T15:28:41.526+02:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RmQSpk1n6jI/AAAAAAAAAUE/6wa5q380wFM/s1600-h/Copia+de+10.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072199585798548018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RmQSpk1n6jI/AAAAAAAAAUE/6wa5q380wFM/s400/Copia+de+10.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div><strong>Camerinos de Paris.</strong></div><div><strong>28-Nov-2006</strong></div><div> </div><div>Este dia hicimos la última representación de "HAMELIN".</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-570781758754601470?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-39319446419619926212007-05-29T03:08:00.002+02:002007-05-29T03:32:32.768+02:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RluBlWOoNpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/rUf8brjCo4U/s1600-h/FFGY.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069788284157703826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RluBlWOoNpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/rUf8brjCo4U/s400/FFGY.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RluBC2OoNoI/AAAAAAAAARw/cVrb8hxAHkw/s1600-h/TRT.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069787691452216962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RluBC2OoNoI/AAAAAAAAARw/cVrb8hxAHkw/s400/TRT.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">"A esas horas, en Buenos Aires, </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">y después de una función maravillosa</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">(y un mar de whiskys)</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">, Javi ya no era Javi,</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">era casi-Javi".</span></strong></div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Te quiero, Javi.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Septiembre 2006</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">ARGENTINA- 4:o7 de la madrugada</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-3931944641961992621?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-53684903196048645602007-05-29T03:08:00.001+02:002007-05-29T03:22:51.450+02:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Rlt-42OoNnI/AAAAAAAAARo/2uydHTesXu0/s1600-h/FAMILIA+057.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069785320630269554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/Rlt-42OoNnI/AAAAAAAAARo/2uydHTesXu0/s400/FAMILIA+057.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>BOWLBY: "El vínculo afectivo</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">es el lazo invisible y duradero</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">que une al hijo con la madre".</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Gracias, una vez más, Diana. Mi luz.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-5368490319604864560?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-72870967019203459332007-05-17T04:53:00.000+02:002007-06-05T19:50:01.319+02:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RmWiIpGRh8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/cs1yy-4V2eY/s1600-h/Copia+de+4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072638824657553346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RmWiIpGRh8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/cs1yy-4V2eY/s400/Copia+de+4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>14/5/2007</strong></div><div><strong>1:32 de la madrugada</strong></div><div><strong>CASA DE CECILIA</strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong></strong></div><div><strong>Y Pilar, en ese momento, cansada y con ganas</strong></div><div><strong>de volver a casa, no era consciente</strong></div><div><strong>de la hermosura que su rostro rezumaba.</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-7287096701920345933?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-65494970475386681742007-05-17T04:20:00.000+02:002007-06-05T19:53:49.206+02:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RmWi_ZGRh9I/AAAAAAAAAUc/9MzyXkaqLrc/s1600-h/7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072639765255391186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RmWi_ZGRh9I/AAAAAAAAAUc/9MzyXkaqLrc/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div><strong>14/5/2007</strong></div><div><strong>2:05 DE LA MADRUGADA.</strong></div><div><strong>CASA DE CECILA.</strong></div><br /><div>Yo le dije: "<strong>Tomy, no poses. Haz lo quieras,</strong></div><div><strong>lo que sientas en este momento</strong>". Tomás, me sonrió,</div><div>levantó la mano derecha con el pulgar extendido, y en ese</div><div>momento, una lágrima se deslizó por su mejilla izquierda.</div><br /><div>Como dijo no sé quién: <strong>"...pero, ¿quién sabe lo que ocurre</strong></div><div><strong>en el corazón del otro?".</strong></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-6549497047538668174?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-10216979063643710662007-05-16T06:51:00.000+02:002007-05-16T07:13:59.477+02:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkqPBp3ePQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mfD6YeEsEpI/s1600-h/M.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065017989512707330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkqPBp3ePQI/AAAAAAAAAPk/mfD6YeEsEpI/s320/M.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><strong>Jueves / 15 de Febrero / 2007</strong></p><p><strong>SANTIAGO DE COMPOSTELA</strong></p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Los amantes se besan en un balcón.</span></p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span> </p><p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-1021697906364371066?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-44795419213157938972007-05-16T06:34:00.000+02:002007-05-16T06:49:57.356+02:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkqMVZ3ePPI/AAAAAAAAAPc/hgsFOAczOCo/s1600-h/Copia+de+DSC01426.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065015030280240370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkqMVZ3ePPI/AAAAAAAAAPc/hgsFOAczOCo/s320/Copia+de+DSC01426.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkqMDJ3ePOI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yiyjtGTqSaI/s1600-h/Copia+de+Copia+de+Copia+de+DSC01412.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065014716747627746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkqMDJ3ePOI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yiyjtGTqSaI/s320/Copia+de+Copia+de+Copia+de+DSC01412.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkqL253ePNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/IRVYyJin-BE/s1600-h/Copia+de+DSC01416.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065014506294230226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkqL253ePNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/IRVYyJin-BE/s320/Copia+de+DSC01416.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">LUNES / 16 DE ABRIL /2007</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">6:05 DE LA MADRUGADA</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div>Una vela es iluminada por la luz de Diana.</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-4479541921315793897?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-79081651684680924782007-05-09T05:17:00.006+02:002007-05-09T06:31:51.559+02:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkFG5TdRNuI/AAAAAAAAAPA/aXD9FDnBHzI/s1600-h/RRR.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062405406430672610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkFG5TdRNuI/AAAAAAAAAPA/aXD9FDnBHzI/s320/RRR.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />12/11/2006- 5:39 de la madrugada<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Porque no existe mayor deleite</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">que observar en las noches si duermes</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">tu rostro de sueño sin muerte</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">me llaman los hombres insomne.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-7908165168468092478?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-440137476868028722007-05-09T05:17:00.003+02:002007-05-09T05:43:05.741+02:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkFBrjdRNrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FY4v2ia68nM/s1600-h/41.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062399672649332402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkFBrjdRNrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FY4v2ia68nM/s320/41.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><p><strong>Tren Madrid-Paris 2006</strong></p><p>Compartimento nº22 - 6:04 de la madrugada</p><p>Animalario viaja a Paris</p><p>27/11/2006</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-44013747686802872?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-55897135663249753822007-05-09T05:17:00.000+02:002007-05-09T05:21:58.643+02:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkE9zDdRNoI/AAAAAAAAAOI/I48OqVeHspk/s1600-h/Copia+de+48.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062395403451840130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkE9zDdRNoI/AAAAAAAAAOI/I48OqVeHspk/s320/Copia+de+48.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Foto realizada en Enero del 2007</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">durante una lectura de la obra de </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Peter Weiss "Marat-Sade".</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-5589713566324975382?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-65268716423454092732007-05-09T04:57:00.001+02:002007-05-09T05:17:16.020+02:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkE6jzdRNnI/AAAAAAAAAOA/B_StxCRILqQ/s1600-h/52..JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062391842923951730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkE6jzdRNnI/AAAAAAAAAOA/B_StxCRILqQ/s320/52..JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkE6RzdRNmI/AAAAAAAAAN4/grVG1AYQRRI/s1600-h/Copia+de+30.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062391533686306402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkE6RzdRNmI/AAAAAAAAAN4/grVG1AYQRRI/s320/Copia+de+30.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Una noche de 1996, estando los dos solos, dentro de un coche</div><div>aparcado en una gasolinera de la carretera de Andalucía,</div><div>Luis,( mientras golpeaba violentamente el volante</div><div>de su viejo Renault 12) me gritó : </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">"Vale ya, Rober. Basta Ya!!!</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> Te vas a volver loco, y me haces daño</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> mucho daño!!!"</span></strong></div><div>Gracias amigo-hermano Luis.</div><div>Aquellos aullidos me hicieron cambiar para el resto de mi vida.</div><div>Te quiero.</div><div>Gracias.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-6526871642345409273?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-83565123449769926252007-05-09T04:57:00.000+02:002007-05-09T05:02:37.629+02:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkE5CzdRNlI/AAAAAAAAANw/SxnKOSV2R0U/s1600-h/Copia+de+19.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062390176476640850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkE5CzdRNlI/AAAAAAAAANw/SxnKOSV2R0U/s320/Copia+de+19.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">ARGENTINA 2006</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">(Café "El Petit Colón)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-8356512344976992625?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-17736997082471454212007-05-09T04:46:00.001+02:002007-05-17T05:35:53.144+02:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkvNd53ePYI/AAAAAAAAAQo/HWnyT26cA-E/s1600-h/Copia+de+10..JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065368119541644674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkvNd53ePYI/AAAAAAAAAQo/HWnyT26cA-E/s320/Copia+de+10..JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkE2fzdRNkI/AAAAAAAAANo/Mes-8o-BFrs/s1600-h/Copia+de+10..JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062387376157963842" style="WIDTH: 6px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px" height="227" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkE2fzdRNkI/AAAAAAAAANo/Mes-8o-BFrs/s320/Copia+de+10..JPG" width="240" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Foto realizada en el Sanatorio Psiquiátrico<br />"Doctor Esquerdo":<br /><br />Una silla torcida por el peso de un gran hombre<br />Una mano atrapada por la locura<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">"Dios mío, qué solos se quedan los locos!"</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-1773699708247145421?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-30077969376879554182007-05-09T04:19:00.002+02:002007-05-09T04:42:50.918+02:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkEzjDdRNjI/AAAAAAAAANg/jtBV38PuC64/s1600-h/81..JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062384133457655346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkEzjDdRNjI/AAAAAAAAANg/jtBV38PuC64/s320/81..JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Foto basada en la obra de Juan Mayorga </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">"HAMELIN".</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-3007796937687955418?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480150348156371498.post-67178357524410680072007-05-09T03:59:00.001+02:002007-05-09T04:12:19.519+02:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkEs7TdRNcI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nahB4J2USdE/s1600-h/14.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062376853488088514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NtLFCSkAfFw/RkEs7TdRNcI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nahB4J2USdE/s320/14.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p><strong>Esta foto fué tomada el día 1 de Enero del 2007</strong></p><p>entre botellas de champagne que van y vienen</p><p>entre tantos adultos que miran sin ver</p><p>la mirada que sí ve de una niña melancólica.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480150348156371498-6717835752441068007?l=lasfotosderobertoalamo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ROBERTO ÁLAMOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02524456088061935644noreply@blogger.com20