<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28089521</id><updated>2012-03-20T08:50:52.615-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SANDRA COLMENARES</title><subtitle type='html'>Sandra is a Spanish Editor living and working in New York City. This is her personal blog, a free will of publishing her topic's interests about language, art, and web news.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sandra Colmenares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17493398543758490838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f7C4XJoUprc/Sj0UEsILpKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gfKwKlCLQ0U/S220/Photo+13.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28089521.post-5033693049701317589</id><published>2011-12-22T23:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T23:11:52.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Navidad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JlE8Pm3dcsE/TvP-CgbfZYI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Sc3YjJr4SWM/s1600/P1000319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JlE8Pm3dcsE/TvP-CgbfZYI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Sc3YjJr4SWM/s400/P1000319.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aquí tengo esta publicación que realmente empecé a crear sin saber muy bien en qué se convertiría y si realmente yo estaba esperando una audiencia. Alrededor del 2003 o por ahí decubrí la oportunidad de publicar y mandarlo al espacio, remedando lo que antes conocíamos como mandar un mensaje en una botella.Yo creo que me la inventé como una vitácora de viaje, aquí pongo lo que se me antoja, la verdad. Lo uso como archivo o como entrada de diario, como ahora, claro sé que un montón de personas podrían verlo porque aquí no le he puesto ningún tipo privacidad, entonces cualquiera puede leer lo que quiera, si se lo aguanta, si se atreve. Siempre he pensado que la imaginación no tiene límites y es libre de quien quiera experimentarla, así pues te lo dejo a tu propio albedrío, it's up to you. Yo solo espero que sirva al menos para que en google aprenda a cómo se usa el español y para uno que otro curioso.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway vuelvo a lo mío y olvido la disgresión (fuck! it's not in the dictionary, but you got it, right?). Nevermind. 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Every child in the United States should learn Spanish, beginning in elementary school; Chinese makes a terrific addition to Spanish, but not a substitute". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;nyt_byline&gt; &lt;/nyt_byline&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="dateline"&gt;By &lt;a class="meta-per" href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/opinion/editorialsandoped/oped/columnists/nicholasdkristof/index.html?inline=nyt-per" title="More Articles by Nicholas D. Kristof"&gt;NICHOLAS D. KRISTOF&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="dateline"&gt;Published: December 29, 2010&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28089521-3692175404837193590?l=sandracolmenares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nytimes.com/2010/12/30/opinion/30kristof.html' title='Aprender Español en EEUU'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/feeds/3692175404837193590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2010/12/aprender-espanol-en-eeuu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/3692175404837193590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Univision'/><author><name>Sandra Colmenares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17493398543758490838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f7C4XJoUprc/Sj0UEsILpKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gfKwKlCLQ0U/S220/Photo+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28089521.post-4271564858051627116</id><published>2010-08-27T16:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T16:38:42.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Your Language Shape How You Think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="bylineRegion" id="section"&gt;Magazine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="nyt_headline" id="nyt_headline"&gt;Does Your Language Shape How You Think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="byline" id="byline"&gt;By GUY DEUTSCHER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="timestamp" id="pubdate"&gt;Published: August 26, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="story" id="summary"&gt;The idea that your 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿Y  qué si este período es sólo una evolución de la modernidad y no es del interés del movimiento negar al modernismo? La teoría de la energía no se basa en un comienzo y un fin, sino en una constante transformación. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28089521-1983549791000433434?l=sandracolmenares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/feeds/1983549791000433434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2007/12/postmodernismidad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/1983549791000433434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/1983549791000433434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2007/12/postmodernismidad.html' title='Postmodernismidad'/><author><name>Sandra Colmenares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17493398543758490838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f7C4XJoUprc/Sj0UEsILpKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gfKwKlCLQ0U/S220/Photo+13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f7C4XJoUprc/R1JehhiqWEI/AAAAAAAAAAo/ry30karfYgY/s72-c/summer_of_love_2007%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28089521.post-2369890744109814952</id><published>2007-02-13T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:06:19.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandera Negra: Cuidado con Ra�l!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://banderanegra.blogspot.com/2006/08/cuidado-con-ral.html#links"&gt;Bandera Negra: Cuidado con Raúl!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f7C4XJoUprc/RdcsakvZdYI/AAAAAAAAAAY/oW09S6aBluY/s1600-h/G+train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f7C4XJoUprc/RdcsakvZdYI/AAAAAAAAAAY/oW09S6aBluY/s400/G+train.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032539943660516738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;NYC Subway Station in Brooklyn. Approaching, G train. 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El día que Chávez fue a la casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hacía como dos años que mi papá desvariaba, odiaba su trabajo siempre se quejaba de la Industria, de la gente que trabajaba con él y por supuesto de su jefe que ya no lo consideraba como antes. Mi mamá por su cuenta ya ni caso le hacía, ella al igual que yo, no entendía nada de lo que pasaba por la cabeza de mi papá y habíamos acordado tácitamente que transitaba por un estado de locura temporal y que en algún momento todo sería como antes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Por esos días, fui al cubículo de mi profesora de Historia porque me había raspado en el trabajo sobre la revolución legalizadora sin explicación.  Cuando ya estaba entrando por su puerta, me paré, la escuché susurrarle a la profesora Alicia que debía, por el bien del país unirse al frente revolucionario de avanzada, mientra ella le replicaba por encima, que qué lavativa era esa y quién era ese fulano Chávez que tanto mencionaba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Primero fue Ramón, luego José y de última cayó Mercedes. El hueco que había dejado el árbol era de veinticinco metros y medio y allí estaban los tres mirando el cielo desde las profundidades terrenales. Piedras, raíces y lagartijas poblaban las paredes hasta la salida que se abría con un cielo azul y pájaros que le sobrevolaban y desaparecían de sus vistas cuando de pronto desperté y oí a mi mamá hablando del frente revolucionario de avanzada. Esta frase parecía estar muy en boga por estos días, pensé ¿y qué será lo que significaba que Ramón, José y Mercedes cayeran en ese hueco? Seguro que a ellos también los rasparon en el trabajo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://banderanegra.blogspot.com/2006/08/cuidado-con-ral.html#links"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28089521-2369890744109814952?l=sandracolmenares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://banderanegra.blogspot.com/2006/08/cuidado-con-ral.html#links' title='Bandera Negra: Cuidado con Ra�l!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/2369890744109814952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/2369890744109814952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2007/02/bandera-negra-cuidado-con-ral.html' title='Bandera Negra: Cuidado con Ra�l!'/><author><name>Sandra Colmenares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17493398543758490838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f7C4XJoUprc/Sj0UEsILpKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gfKwKlCLQ0U/S220/Photo+13.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f7C4XJoUprc/RdcsakvZdYI/AAAAAAAAAAY/oW09S6aBluY/s72-c/G+train.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28089521.post-4859343909425771201</id><published>2006-11-28T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T02:23:20.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Act Locally, Think Globally, and Think It Twice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7345/3428/1600/50th_proclamation.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7345/3428/400/50th_proclamation.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[transcription]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Office of the Mayor&lt;br /&gt;City of New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proclamation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEREAS:    NEW YORK CITY HAS A RICH HISTORY OF PHILANTHROPY. FROM COOPER UNION TO CARNAGIE HALL, THE GENEROSITY OF INDIVIDUALS AND GROUPS HAS LEFT AN ENDURING IMPACT ON OUR CITY. TODAY, THE FOUNDATION CENTER, ONE OF OUR FOREMOST NATIONAL AUTHORITIES ON PHILANTHROPY, CELEBRATES ITS 50th ANNIVERSARY WITH A SYMPOSIUM ON THE FUTURE OF PHILANTHROPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEREAS:    SINCE ITS ESTABLISHMENT IN 1956, THIS VITAL ORGANIZATION HAS CONNECTED NONPROFITS AND THEIR SUPPORTING ORGANIZATIONS TO THE RESOURCES THEY NEED TO CHANGE THE WORLD - INCLUDING DATABASES ON GRANT MAKERS AND THEIR GRANTS, RESEARCH ON TRENDS IN GIVING, AND CLASES ON FUNDARAISING. TODAY THE CENTER SUPPORTS AN ASTOUNDING 837,000 NONPROFITS WITH COMBINING ASSETS OF OVER 1.7 TRILLION, AND IS CONSTANTLY WORKING TO HELP FOUNDATIONS DEMONSTRATE THEIR VALUE TO SOCIETY, FIND DONORS, AND MEET OUR COMMUNITIES CHANGING NEEDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEREAS:    2006 WAS A BANNER YEAR FOR THE CENTER, AS IT INTRODUCED A NUMBER OF VITAL INITIATIVES. THESE INCLUDED A NEW RESEARCH INSTITUTE, WHICH WILL INNOVATE FORMS OF GIVING, PROVIDE DEEP ANALYSIS OF POLICY AND PRACTISE DEBATES; AND "FC ANYWHERE", WHICH, AS ITS NAME SUGGEST, GIVES GRANT SEEKER AUDIENCES LOCATED ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE ACCESS TO INFORMATION SERVICES AND EDUCATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEREAS: PRESIDENT THEODORE ROOSEVELT ONCE SAID : "DO WHAT YOU CAN, WITH WHAT YOU HAVE, WHERE YOU ARE". AS CITIZENS OF THE WORLD, WE HAVE THE RESPONSIBILITY TO GIVE BACK TO OUR COMMUNITIES AND FACILITATE IMPROVEMENTS THROUGHOUTNEW YORK CITY AND BEYOND. WE TAKE THIS OPPORTUNITY TO THANK THE FOUNDATION CENTER FOR HELPING TO EQUIP PHILANTHROPISTS TO MEET THE CHALLENGES THEY FACE IN THE 21ST. CENTURY - AND ENSURE A BRIGHTER FUTURE FOR US ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW THEREFORE, I, MICHAEL BLOOMBERG, MAYOR OF THE CITY OF NEW YORK, IN RECOGNITION OF THIS IMPORTANT ANNIVERSARY, DO HEREBY PROCLAIM THUSDAY, NOVEMBER 9TH, 2006 IN THE CITY OF NEW YORK AS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FOUNDATION CENTER DAY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGNED BY Michael R. Bloomberg, Mayor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Seal of the City of New York is affixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7345/3428/1600/50th_proclamation.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28089521-4859343909425771201?l=sandracolmenares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/feeds/4859343909425771201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2006/11/act-locally-think-globally-and-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/4859343909425771201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/4859343909425771201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2006/11/act-locally-think-globally-and-think.html' title='Act Locally, Think Globally, and Think It Twice'/><author><name>Sandra Colmenares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17493398543758490838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f7C4XJoUprc/Sj0UEsILpKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gfKwKlCLQ0U/S220/Photo+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28089521.post-116371235248355577</id><published>2006-11-16T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T16:42:33.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiencing New York City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2970/1600/HPIM1942h.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2970/320/HPIM1942h.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversations series I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Cartas a Alberto sobre su recomendación a ir a alanón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;* &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;uego de que Alberto me recomendara visitar alanón every week until get a job, fui la siguiente semana y esto fue lo que sucedió:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Busqué la página web de la organización y me fui al que me quedaba más fácil de llegar calculando que preferiblemente fuera en la ciudad o tal vez Hoboken. Decidí probar primero en Manhattan. La sesión empezaba a las 6 en St. Peter’s Church en midtown west. Llegué un poco antes para ubicarme estratégicamente, por si me daba demasiada pena ajena, embarrasment y poder huir sin que nadie por ello lo notara, ni incomodarme por alguna mirada represiva. Era la primera vez, yo en algo así, con gente desconocida, challenging. La reunión se hacía en una sala con luz de neón. Las sillas, nada especialmente cómodas, eran de metal gris y acolchaditas, eran unas quince sillas colocadas en semicírculo de dos filas. Ya habían unas tres personas cuando llegué, una señora de unos cuarenta y cinco con una chica más jóven, tal vez treinta, parecían conocerse por el modo que se saludaron. El lugar se fue llenando hasta que apareció quien dirigía todo este performace de la vida real y dijo “Welcome to alanón” traía una guitarra, colocó un incienso de canela y prendió unas lámparas de luz más normal y apagó la de neón. Del aspecto hospitalario del principio pasó a un poco la sala de un recital, que hasta el momento era de sólo de guitarra. Cantó una de estas canciones de Simon and Garfunkel tan clásicas que todos tarareamos juntos en la parte like a bridge over trouble waters… Terminó la canción, le siguieron sus respectivos apalusos con comentarios y conversaciones entre los presentes y yo. Habíamos entrado en calor y disuadido todas la tensiones. El primer testimonio fue surgiendo poco a poco a medida que los demás guardaban silencio hasta que claramente escuché “y abusó de mí”. Se me crispó el cabello y un fuerte sopor invadió mi cabeza, empezó la pena ajena, me dije. Miracles era hija adoptiva de un matrimonio que no pudo tener hijos propios y que a finales de los sesenta pertenecieron a toda una cantidad de matrimonios que adoptaron dentro de los Estados Unidos. Tenía tres hermanos, todos también adoptados y de otros padres biológicos. Miracles al igual muchos otros se mudó de casa al empezar el College a los 16 años. Ahora tenía 42 y vivía en NY.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;No sé como terminó la cosa si con canciones o todos abrazados. No lo sé, porque me fui antes de que en la impresión de la pena ajena se convirtiera en panic attack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Luego de varias semanas de recuperación de tanta realidad, el recuerdo ya es difuso y decidí probar pero yendo a otra zona de Manhattan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(continuará…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28089521-116371235248355577?l=sandracolmenares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/feeds/116371235248355577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2006/11/experiencing-new-york-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/116371235248355577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/116371235248355577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2006/11/experiencing-new-york-city.html' title='Experiencing New York City'/><author><name>Sandra Colmenares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17493398543758490838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f7C4XJoUprc/Sj0UEsILpKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gfKwKlCLQ0U/S220/Photo+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28089521.post-116008282397681766</id><published>2006-10-05T17:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T21:07:00.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chávez vende lo que dice o cuál es el papel de la política del Siglo XXI</title><content type='html'>Cuando he oído sus discursos dentro y fuera de Venezuela, me surge esta inquietud: ¿está tratando de exportar/vender su revolución? ¿Acaso su discurso genera regalías? ¿quién se beneficia, él o el estado venezolano? No lo sé, es difícil saberlo, porque la política tiene rato que cayó en las manos de los publicistas, que andan probando estrategias de mercadeo en este mercado, el mercado político, digo, que según es  "el pueblo". El que es o se presenta como "producto" hacia un "target" es el pueblo donde quiera que es†é.&lt;br /&gt;Y no es sólo él, no digo ni alimento más su figura, aunque es la que más me afecta. Digamos que es la neo-revolución latinoamericana. Estemos claros, este tema es algo viejo. ¡Viejo! si Fidel, el más revolucionario, se está muriendo, si no es que ya murió. Y el comunismo se cayó con el muro de Berlín. El comunismo fue en Europa y en Asia, lo que las dictaduras en Latinoamérica en los años 20's, 50's y 70's.&lt;br /&gt;Estemos claros, la estatua de Lenin la tumbó el pueblo en el momento que pudieron.&lt;br /&gt;En Venezuela, con los adecos se vivía mejor que con los copeyanos, porque al final si bien eran lo mismo, los adecos repartían y compartían la riqueza. Hay un dicho que dice: adeco es adeco hasta que se convierte y, el copeyano es como la guanabana: verde por fuera y blanco por dentro. O, sea, quiere esto decir, que el adequismo es un virus que muta rápidamente para sobrevivir, como el síndrome de inmonudeficiencia adquirida Mi teoría, como decía mi ex-esposo Eli Bravo que eran la teorías de la Dra. Colmenares, en tono de burla, porque él nunca creyó ni creerá,  Adeco es adeco hasta que muta, para sobrevivir, digo yo, no él. El adequismo se transformó en chavismo y Bethancourt transmutó en Chávez en 1992. Y no me jodan los chavistas, que si no es así, entonces,  ¡son copeyanos! ¡Ná guará!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28089521-116008282397681766?l=sandracolmenares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/feeds/116008282397681766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2006/10/chvez-vende-lo-que-dice-o-cul-es-el.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/116008282397681766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/116008282397681766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2006/10/chvez-vende-lo-que-dice-o-cul-es-el.html' title='Chávez vende lo que dice o cuál es el papel de la política del Siglo XXI'/><author><name>Sandra Colmenares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17493398543758490838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f7C4XJoUprc/Sj0UEsILpKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gfKwKlCLQ0U/S220/Photo+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28089521.post-115983915611436576</id><published>2006-10-02T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T10:35:13.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Postmodernidad = ¿torre de Babel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2970/1600/en%20pedacitos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2970/320/en%20pedacitos.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Advertencia: lo que a continuación se expone puede afectar su buen sentido. Manténgase alejado de los niños y de los apocalípticos. Si al cabo de tres líneas observa algún trastorno usual, suspenda la lectura y acuda al médico lo antes posible. Gracias por su comprensión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y te pisan el callo y aceptas que fue un accidente. Te dicen que es por tu bien y lo crees. Y ves que las cosas necesitan arreglos y si tratas de enderezar, te dicen que el camino al infierno está lleno de buenas intensiones. Y dudas y hablas con alguien y lo que consigues es un libro de autoayuda como respuesta. Y todos estamos oyendo el yo interior y nadie escucha nada más. Todos tienen su propio dios. Y los dioses se multiplican otra vez y la unidad desaparece. Las realidades se convierten en simulacros de realidades individuales y la sociedad se desmorona, se desmorona la familia, se desmorona también el ser. Lo peor que le ha pasado a la humanidad es el budismo, para llegar a un budismo perfecto hay que tener conciencia de la totalidad y sólo Dios es capaz de algo tan grande como eso. La torre de Babel fue una lección de lo que no es posible. Olvidemos ese sueño, que se ha convertido en pesadilla, mantengamos las diferencias y las fronteras, las separaciones es lo mejor. Tú allá y yo aquí, y aquí, yo mejor. No te acerques porque eres invasivo y te mato. Pero te necesito y te busco. Dame lo que tienes pero no esperes nada de mi. Dá y no recibe, pero mantente solvente. Y explota que es saludable pero no embarres a los demás. Mantente a salvo, pero no dejes de participar porque es importante ¿para quién? Aprende otra lengua y no trates de comunicarte en ella porque nadie te entenderá. Dónde pusiste la coma va un punto; perdón pero ¿según quién? Si vez algo, di algo, pero no a mi que ya tengo bastantes problemas. Articula que te lleva la corriente y a dios rogando pero con el mazo dando al prójimo, deja la mejilla lista para el otro golpe. No seas hipócrita que se nota, di la verdad con amabilidad.  Dile lo que le gusta que eso vende y trae tráfico. Lo importante es la cantidad pero manten la calidad ¿qué es calidad? Si yo juego es esperando que tú pierdas. Yo gano porque tú perdiste y bueno, jódete. Ah no sabía, I am sorry you are a looser, politically correct. Fuck politians y yo estoy con el compañero, que me da chamba y somos panas. Qué sé yo de ti, si de vaina sé quién soy yo. Mi mamá abusó de mi hermano y me dejó sin cenar esta mañana. Yo tengo un sueño que seamos todas iguales, fuck it guevón que yo no soy como tú, yo sí que soy un queen y no necesito peluca. La energía no tiene principio ni fin, sólo se transforma y todos son ciclos, sube y baja. Bajar es malo allí está el infierno ¿según quién? Comparte conmigo primero porque yo lo descubrí. Cada quién con derecho a lo que es suyo. El mundo es lo que quiera cada quien que sea, pero déjame decirte que si me sigues voy a ganar bastante dinero. Que el dinero es la recompenza de tu trabajo. El trabajo debe ser malo, porque te pagan por eso. El clima está cambiando, global warming ¡Tengo frío! Llueve y llueve. La vida es lo que tú quieras que sea, piensa positivo mientras tu cosecha se pierde. Tragedia! Qué feo suena el espanglish, pero seamos uno!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28089521-115983915611436576?l=sandracolmenares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/feeds/115983915611436576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2006/10/postmodernidad-torre-de-babel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/115983915611436576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/115983915611436576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2006/10/postmodernidad-torre-de-babel.html' title='Postmodernidad = ¿torre de Babel?'/><author><name>Sandra Colmenares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17493398543758490838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f7C4XJoUprc/Sj0UEsILpKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gfKwKlCLQ0U/S220/Photo+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28089521.post-115670981367426620</id><published>2006-08-27T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T13:59:34.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hudson River. Weehawken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2970/1600/hudson%20river3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2970/400/hudson%20river3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from Weehawken, Hudson River  and  mid-town  Manhattan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;De aquí hay varias maneras de llegar a la isla, Manhattan, por ferry, por el Lincoln Tunnel, y por el Path (tren).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;El mejor transporte es el por puesto que se agarra en frente de Port Authority  vía Boulevard East. Me deja a una cuadra de mi casa. Se paga al subir y funciona las 24 horas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28089521-115670981367426620?l=sandracolmenares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/feeds/115670981367426620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2006/08/hudson-river-weehawken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/115670981367426620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/115670981367426620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2006/08/hudson-river-weehawken.html' title='Hudson River. Weehawken.'/><author><name>Sandra Colmenares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17493398543758490838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f7C4XJoUprc/Sj0UEsILpKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gfKwKlCLQ0U/S220/Photo+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28089521.post-115146273840930790</id><published>2006-06-27T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T22:45:38.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Metalenguaje</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2970/1600/Avila.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/638/2970/320/Avila.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        El cerro Ávila. Caracas, Venezuela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Nací y crecí a las faldas de esta montaña. No es harto repetir que, para nosotros, esta montaña rige nuestros humores y emociones, para nosotros tiene alma. Ahora, vivo en New York, que está rodeada de agua. Yo vivo al este del East river, mi vista es Manhattan. Luego, les traigo esa foto.&lt;br /&gt;Sandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28089521-115146273840930790?l=sandracolmenares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/feeds/115146273840930790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2006/06/metalenguaje.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/115146273840930790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/115146273840930790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2006/06/metalenguaje.html' title='Metalenguaje'/><author><name>Sandra Colmenares</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17493398543758490838</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f7C4XJoUprc/Sj0UEsILpKI/AAAAAAAAA2M/gfKwKlCLQ0U/S220/Photo+13.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28089521.post-115003907151858819</id><published>2006-06-11T11:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T11:17:51.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Identity and Territory in the Art of 21st. Century. </title><content type='html'>Identity and Territory in the Art of 21st. Century. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since less than ten years, Art Fairs has become a strong rival to international Biennials and Exhibitions. Nonetheless, a reaction did not wait long and an increased of international exhibitions is all over the world it took place today. In both venues, commercial and non-commercial, it is a constant the affluence of more diverse artists’ nationalities and forms of expressions - all of them together - being a challenge for a contemporary artist to be part of the global arena, it demands an understanding in the levels of exposure. Art is a powerful way of communication, sensitive to human spirit and unpredictable. Today, it is common to hear that “artists are pushing the boundaries”.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;My purpose in this thinking on contemporary art is to revisit on some concepts in the context of the present times, as: What is Art today, and what does it mean to be an artist in our Global Society? &lt;br /&gt;If one has the opportunity during a whole year to visit all Art Exhibitions in the main cities of European and American Continents, perhaps by the end of that year, one would be suffering a stroke of confusion and exhaustion, because of the overload of information; such as visual, as conceptual, and sensorial. Probably, you doubt about what you saw was really Art. Most of the works you will see in these venues, is more connected to ordinary reality than you might imagine, but in a very particular point of view. That is what makes art of today different from reality and from Modernity. Definitely, the statement of contemporary art has changed. However, this change is not exclusive of Art, it is perceptible through all Human Sciences and many aspects of ordinary life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;– &lt;b&gt;Postmodernity: a global moment&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is within the spirit of our times a necessity of be inform and, almost with same intensity, to produce information. Communication medias and technology have done this possible to a major population to access all kind of information. I am sympathetic to Luis Camitzer approach to the subject made in Frieze magazine, where he defined the spirit of our times in relation with Internet landing: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(…)“The erosion of geography for the benefit of infography: the Internet and the facilitation of travel allowed the formation of new communities bound by interest and causes than by location. While the physical neighborhood will always remain a factor in the creation of dialects (artistic and other), the redefinition and primacy of connectness is becoming a fundamental factor”. &lt;br /&gt;The inclusion of a new reality as is Internet, has everything to do with a change in how contemporary society envisions reality. Since books like Apocalipticos e Integrados (…) which analyses the shape of a postmodern society within the Communication Media and Mass Culture Era; J. Baudrillard years later, less futurist and definitely with an apocaliptic vision, shows a society living irreality as it is reality in Simulacra and Simulation. With this book, Baudrillard forces the boundaries of teorical philosophy towards social philosophy. Once Baudrillard reaches this point, he inagurates a dialogue between philosophy and society. The opportunity that Internet technology has given to society does not have precedents in our History, this novelty of our times. It is a coded world that is trembling the traditional order and power centers toward public opinion, and to more possibilities of interchange among minorities or communities of the periphery. Likely, with major cities in the third world and first world, suburbs became overnight part of the main city, contributing with its developing and growing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what has shaped us as the society of globalize world, living a post-modern Era, striving between the extremes (bi-polar) and multiple perspectives. The past 2 decades, contemporary philosophers and sociologists have been dedicated exclusively to postmodernity theme. The vision that evolves from them is probably a mass of a chaotic forces pushing to something very new, but towards what, we might ask, what has changed?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find a link between the present times and 40 years ago. Studies hint origins of postmodernity back in the sixties. For me, its origins started with Apocaliptics and Insiders (Umberto Eco) and Simulation and Simulacra (Jean Baudrillard) publications.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book After the end of Art, Arthur Danto clarifies a concern raised during the seventies when the dialogue between art and critic experienced a gap. The way avant-garde artists approached Art was pretty particular and didn’t show any mastery according to dominant narrative known as Modernism movement. However, it was accepted as a different form of modernism: conceptualism, still in its beginnings, and as a consequence, little studied. Today, it seems irrelevant to discuss further about this unfair issue. However, it worth to re-approach it from a different point of view. Danto’s practice of this new approach is expressed in Duchamp’s role:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (…)el éxito “ontológico” de la obra de Duchamp, consistente en un arte que triunfa ante la ausencia o el desuso de consideraciones sobre el gusto, demuestra que la estética no es, de hecho, una propiedad esencial o definitoria del arte. Esto, según lo observo, no solamente puso fin a la era del modernismo, sino a todo el proyecto histórico que caracterizó al modernismo, esto es, por buscar distiguir lo esencial de las cualidades accidentales del arte, para “purificarlo”, hablando alquímicamente, de las contaminaciones de la representación, la ilusión y cosas semejantes. Lo que Duchamp hizo fue demostrar que el proyecto debería más bien disernir cómo el arte debía ser distinguido de la realidad. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;By this present moment, it seems relevant to highlight the role of Art within reality. Not to differentiate it from reality, but bring attention to its capacity in representing and/or reflect reality. Instead, the question today might be what reality is. Contemporary Art discourse is turning around, carrying within simultaneously the information of History and the compromise with present times. &lt;br /&gt;According to Danto’s words, in the moment when Art exposed the question of what is the difference between Art and Reality, the philosophical moment was reached, and as consequence, an inauguration of a never before in the History of Art was set in motion: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En mi opinión, una vez que el arte mismo se planteó la verdadera formula del problema filosófico, esto es, la cuestión de la diferencia entre las obras de arte y los objetos reales, la historia terminó. El momento filosófico se había alcanzado. Los problemas pueden ser explorados por los artistas interesados en ellos, y por los mismos filósofos, quienes ahora pueden comenzar a hacer filosofía del arte de un modo que producirá respuestas. Decir que la historia terminó, es decir que ya no existe un linde de la historia para que las obras de arte queden fuera de ella. Todo es posible. Todo puede ser arte. Y, porque la presente situación no está esencialmente estructurada, ya no podemos adaptarla a una narrativa maestra.&lt;br /&gt;[Sin embargo], inaugura la época de mayor libertad que el arte ha conocido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have already reached that future that Modernists imagined once back in the XX Century, and now we are in Post-modernism era. No doubt is everywhere. In Art, the manifestation of this global state is not only reflected through the marketing and distribution of art works through main cities of the world, but indeed, the language artists are using to communicate is according to this new condition.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The new condition is whom your message is directed or - as is said in marketing language “the target”. &lt;br /&gt;Mass Media is a subject in contemporary art, and artists are exploring it from diverse standpoints — from its language structure, from its message subject, as well as aesthetic used. &lt;br /&gt;Art is living a very peculiar period in history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28089521-115003907151858819?l=sandracolmenares.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/feeds/115003907151858819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2006/06/identity-and-territory-in-art-of-21st.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/115003907151858819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28089521/posts/default/115003907151858819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandracolmenares.blogspot.com/2006/06/identity-and-territory-in-art-of-21st.html' title='Identity and Territory in the Art of 21st. 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