<?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-264372939236320948</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:28:31.894-08:00</updated><category term='Perspectiva artificial'/><title type='text'>!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Claudio Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223935458585191846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-264372939236320948.post-1739958552212017905</id><published>2009-01-08T06:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T06:28:23.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/SWYNWgWLLpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8-eEuwdag6s/s1600-h/airball_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/SWYNWgWLLpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8-eEuwdag6s/s400/airball_big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288929492684451474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel="license" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/cl/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Creative Commons License" style="border-width:0" src="http://i.creativecommons.org/l/by-nc-nd/2.0/cl/88x31.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" href="http://purl.org/dc/dcmitype/StillImage" property="dc:title" rel="dc:type"&gt;Airball&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;a xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#" href="http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/" property="cc:attributionName" rel="cc:attributionURL"&gt;Claudio Pereira Mu&amp;#241;oz&lt;/a&gt; is licensed under a &lt;a rel="license" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/cl/"&gt;Creative Commons Atribuci&amp;#243;n-No Comercial-Sin Derivadas 2.0 Chile License&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Based on a work at &lt;a xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" href="http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/" rel="dc:source"&gt;ytoobien.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Permissions beyond the scope of this license may be available at &lt;a xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#" href="http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/" rel="cc:morePermissions"&gt;http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/264372939236320948-1739958552212017905?l=ytoobien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/feeds/1739958552212017905/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=264372939236320948&amp;postID=1739958552212017905' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/1739958552212017905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/1739958552212017905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/2009/01/airball.html' title='Airball'/><author><name>Claudio Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223935458585191846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/SWYNWgWLLpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8-eEuwdag6s/s72-c/airball_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-264372939236320948.post-9113878514936190819</id><published>2007-12-03T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T18:10:58.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Direction Final: MEMORIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 43px" height="43" width="268"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uFXdybJczZ8&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uFXdybJczZ8&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="380" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Finalizó el Taller Art Direction. Y la instalación estuvo de lo mejor (omitiendo algunos detalles técnicos). Acá subo la video proyección de mi memoria. Lo que no se vió.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/264372939236320948-9113878514936190819?l=ytoobien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/feeds/9113878514936190819/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=264372939236320948&amp;postID=9113878514936190819' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/9113878514936190819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/9113878514936190819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='Art Direction Final: MEMORIA'/><author><name>Claudio Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223935458585191846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-264372939236320948.post-4559236012973464126</id><published>2007-11-13T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T05:43:48.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Direction Final: MEMORIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzmnafhDW0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/CHw3KWa3DU8/s1600-h/laberinto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzmnafhDW0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/CHw3KWa3DU8/s400/laberinto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132317323943959362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzmnMvhDWzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Tix3X2BUOyY/s1600-h/laberinto+dos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzmnMvhDWzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Tix3X2BUOyY/s400/laberinto+dos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132317087720758066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzmpGPhDW1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/Iqd9yXxJ8qc/s1600-h/stay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 400px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzmpGPhDW1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/Iqd9yXxJ8qc/s400/stay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132319175074863954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Para mi la Memoria es un laberinto. Un lugar confuso en el que los recuerdos se desarticulan con el tiempo para convertirse en algo claro y bello, o en manchas sin formas, son separaciones de la realidad que se rodean de un aura.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Propuestas &lt;a href="http://www.marcainteractiva.cl/mat/presentaciontaller.pdf"&gt;acá&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/264372939236320948-4559236012973464126?l=ytoobien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/feeds/4559236012973464126/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=264372939236320948&amp;postID=4559236012973464126' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/4559236012973464126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/4559236012973464126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/2007/11/art-direction-final-memoria.html' title='Art Direction Final: MEMORIA'/><author><name>Claudio Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223935458585191846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzmnafhDW0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/CHw3KWa3DU8/s72-c/laberinto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-264372939236320948.post-1954326171933881148</id><published>2007-11-12T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T00:37:59.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Direction Emergency V: DIARIO DE VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzlgCvhDWrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/z16_IzkGge0/s1600-h/portada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzlgCvhDWrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/z16_IzkGge0/s400/portada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132238850596494002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzlgUvhDWsI/AAAAAAAAADA/WSiU-lscjyM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzlgUvhDWsI/AAAAAAAAADA/WSiU-lscjyM/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132239159834139330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzlgofhDWtI/AAAAAAAAADI/fHk7kIkxr9Y/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzlgofhDWtI/AAAAAAAAADI/fHk7kIkxr9Y/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132239499136555730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/Rzlg9PhDWuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/cvai6NPn0QA/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/Rzlg9PhDWuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/cvai6NPn0QA/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132239855618841314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzlhRPhDWvI/AAAAAAAAADY/4gKcwrWqiIk/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzlhRPhDWvI/AAAAAAAAADY/4gKcwrWqiIk/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132240199216225010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzlhvvhDWwI/AAAAAAAAADg/VU4HsLOnlmc/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzlhvvhDWwI/AAAAAAAAADg/VU4HsLOnlmc/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132240723202235138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/264372939236320948-1954326171933881148?l=ytoobien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/feeds/1954326171933881148/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=264372939236320948&amp;postID=1954326171933881148' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/1954326171933881148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/1954326171933881148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/2007/11/art-direction-emergency-v-diario-de.html' title='Art Direction Emergency V: DIARIO DE VIDA'/><author><name>Claudio Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223935458585191846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzlgCvhDWrI/AAAAAAAAAC4/z16_IzkGge0/s72-c/portada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-264372939236320948.post-7833487558203275303</id><published>2007-11-12T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T00:45:12.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Direction Emergency IV: CASI MESA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzljyvhDWyI/AAAAAAAAADw/-VoiKO0LKsY/s1600-h/mesa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzljyvhDWyI/AAAAAAAAADw/-VoiKO0LKsY/s400/mesa2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132242973765098274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzljkfhDWxI/AAAAAAAAADo/j8FnUCUZliM/s1600-h/mesa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzljkfhDWxI/AAAAAAAAADo/j8FnUCUZliM/s400/mesa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132242728951962386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:78%;" &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/264372939236320948-7833487558203275303?l=ytoobien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/feeds/7833487558203275303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=264372939236320948&amp;postID=7833487558203275303' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/7833487558203275303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/7833487558203275303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/2007/11/art-direction-emergency-iv-casi-mesa.html' title='Art Direction Emergency IV: CASI MESA'/><author><name>Claudio Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223935458585191846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RzljyvhDWyI/AAAAAAAAADw/-VoiKO0LKsY/s72-c/mesa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-264372939236320948.post-6902305789420504467</id><published>2007-10-16T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T23:00:34.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper III: LA IDENTIDAD DE LOS OBJETOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…De inmediato viene a mi cabeza la caja de fósforos o los libros, o las conservas, las que sin su contenido dejan de ser un objeto para transformarse en otro con algo que posee menos identidad. Me explico, una caja de fósforos o un tarro de duraznos deja de inmediato “ser” al momento de vaciarse, entonces pasan a convertirse en contenedores; un tarro y una caja.  A la inversa, una persona no deja de ser tal sin su envoltorio, pero claramente varía su identidad para el resto, ya que existe menos información acerca de ella. Es así como un hombre desnudo puede convertirse en un guerrillero, un budista o en travesti, sólo agregando objetos al “contenido humano”. El punto es, los objetos se relacionan e interactúan, desarrollando necesidades recíprocas para generar identidad.  Es como una sociedad, el hombre sin otro hombre nos es hombre. Es decir, el hombre por si sólo en el mundo no puede considerarse una sociedad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/264372939236320948-6902305789420504467?l=ytoobien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/feeds/6902305789420504467/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=264372939236320948&amp;postID=6902305789420504467' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/6902305789420504467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/6902305789420504467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/2007/10/la-identidad-de-los-objetos.html' title='Paper III: LA IDENTIDAD DE LOS OBJETOS'/><author><name>Claudio Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223935458585191846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-264372939236320948.post-5669599521233053773</id><published>2007-09-14T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T18:56:55.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Direction Emergency III: MECANICA POPULAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,204)"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="center" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?group_id=&amp;amp;user_id=95544146@N00&amp;amp;set_id=72157600038492590&amp;amp;tags=ArtDirection3:MecánicaPopular" frameborder="0" width="500" scrolling="no" height="500"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;El taller mecánico está dibujado con practicidad y tradición. Entre el frío metal grasiento y la viruta de acero se encuentran detalles cálidos de su propia historia, pinturas, calendario, cuadros de carreras ganadas, antiguas máquinas y herramientas desde hace 15 años. El art director del taller murió hace 5 años pero según don Pedro (jefe de turno), su taller sigue tal cual lo dejó el “maestro”. Con un poco de desorden y algunas nuevas herramientas pero en general se congeló en el tiempo. Carteles hecho a mano, ruedas apiladas en la pared y envases de aceite lubricante colgados en la entrada evidencian la preocupación del art director de impregnar de identidad su lugar de trabajo. Basta con mirar el auto a medias, que se encuentra suspendido en el aire, como advertencia de que todo puede pasar al entrar al “Servicio automotriz de Jorge Zaror”. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ytoobien/sets/72157600038492590/"&gt;Ver en Flickr&lt;/a&gt; Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/264372939236320948-5669599521233053773?l=ytoobien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/feeds/5669599521233053773/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=264372939236320948&amp;postID=5669599521233053773' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/5669599521233053773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/5669599521233053773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/2007/09/art-direction-3-mecanica-popular.html' title='Art Direction Emergency III: MECANICA POPULAR'/><author><name>Claudio Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223935458585191846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-264372939236320948.post-1031362928679827034</id><published>2007-09-13T02:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T08:18:32.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Direction Emergency II: REVISTA FAZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/Ruql73UYw-I/AAAAAAAAACg/Bfgn0tRNSFg/s1600-h/faz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110079175085573090" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ytoobien/sets/72157600038489488/show/"&gt;Amor Vegetal modo Slide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/264372939236320948-780729053773981515?l=ytoobien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/feeds/780729053773981515/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=264372939236320948&amp;postID=780729053773981515' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/780729053773981515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/780729053773981515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/2007/09/art-direction-emergency.html' title='Art Direction Emergency I: AMOR VEGETAL'/><author><name>Claudio Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223935458585191846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-264372939236320948.post-3832998711239107209</id><published>2007-08-31T07:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T07:09:50.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper II: ARTE Y PODER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,204);font-size:78%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/Ruik6nUYw3I/AAAAAAAAABk/QFM-8b6MQ1s/s1600-h/arte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109515104145687410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 406px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 149px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/Ruik6nUYw3I/AAAAAAAAABk/QFM-8b6MQ1s/s400/arte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Construir una cancillería&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;acorde a las pretensiones de Hitler no es tarea fácil, &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Speer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lo logra y con gran aceptación. La primera pregunta que vino a mi cabeza a raíz del &lt;a href="http://www.artdirection.cl/archivos/2007/08/albertspeer.jpg"&gt;texto&lt;/a&gt; es cómo al arte otorga poder, o mejor dicho cómo es que el máximo exponente de la dictadura totalitaria,&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;otorga libre albedrío a &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Albert Speer&lt;/span&gt;, un arquitecto que ni siquiera era el mejor de su época en cuanto a talento y creatividad. Lo cierto es que Hitler le tenía especiales consideraciones que le permitieron desarrollar su trabajo, aunque presuroso &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y estrecho en agenda, con completa autonomía. De acuerdo al mismo Speer &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;…me pidió que le mostrara los planos una y otra vez, pero incluso en el caso de esta obra, destinada a su propio uso, se entrometió muy raramente en mi trabajo, dejándome las manos libres por completo… &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No hubo grandes presiones, apenas mínimas supervisión, podemos hablar de &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;metas establecidas por el Reich y de la pretensión &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;de monumentalidad, &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pero&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; de una &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;inquisición&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; directa y constante. &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lo importante es &lt;b&gt;qué&lt;/b&gt; hace posible tal fenómeno.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Por una parte Nietzsche lo explica a través del arte, y lo define como&gt; &lt;i&gt;un poder transfigurador e inmanente de la vida, que sólo remite a sí mismo, y que por ello mismo tiene una función pragmática y existencial.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoFooter"&gt;El arte es, para Nietzsche, poder, en el sentido de que trasluce y transfigura la &lt;i&gt;phýsis&lt;/i&gt;, la vida, en su forma humana. El arte es fundamentalmente un poder simbólico que tiene la curiosa propiedad de remitir, como creación, a nada más allá de sí mismo. El arte entonces sería expresión suprema de un querer creador y de un sujeto independiente. De esta manera la producción y la creatividad son entendidas como fuerza y poder. *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoFooter"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dejando de lado la supuesta relación homosexual entre &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Speer&lt;/span&gt; y el &lt;a title="Führer" href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/F%C3%BChrer"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Führer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, me permito validar tal libertad de acción al poder del arte.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;El arte sirve en Nietzsche para justificar estéticamente la vida misma, y sirve en Hitler para exaltar sus pretensiones de grandeza y poder. &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pero lo curioso aquí, es que Speer es el arquitecto artista que acorde su instinto construye un símbolo de poder para el poder de turno, tal hecho, le otorga mayor poder. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoFooter"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*(&lt;b&gt;Luis Enrique De Santiago Guervós: &lt;i&gt;Arte y poder: aproximación a la estética de Nietzsche&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;Madrid, Trotta, 2004, 668 p.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/264372939236320948-3832998711239107209?l=ytoobien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/feeds/3832998711239107209/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=264372939236320948&amp;postID=3832998711239107209' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/3832998711239107209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/3832998711239107209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/2007/08/arte-y-poder.html' title='Paper II: ARTE Y PODER'/><author><name>Claudio Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223935458585191846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/Ruik6nUYw3I/AAAAAAAAABk/QFM-8b6MQ1s/s72-c/arte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-264372939236320948.post-5542936314290369616</id><published>2007-08-20T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T07:09:30.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perspectiva artificial'/><title type='text'>Paper I: PERSPECTIVA ARTIFICIAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,204)"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RuirFnUYw4I/AAAAAAAAABs/QVCm7hCngE4/s1600-h/perspectiva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109521890194015106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RuirFnUYw4I/AAAAAAAAABs/QVCm7hCngE4/s400/perspectiva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo primero que llega a mi cabeza a raíz del &lt;a href="http://www.asuntosgraficos.cl/maqueta/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/arteypoder1.jpg"&gt;Roy Strong - Arte y Poder, Fiestas del Renacimiento 1450 - 1650&lt;/a&gt; es el cómo la perspectiva progresivamente se deforma para lograr mayor impacto. La armonía y la belleza se manipulan graciosa y deliberadamente con un propósito definido. Ya sea para ahorrar costo, generar escenarios particulares, manifestar una nueva concepción de mundo, o simplemente impactar. El motivo es símil en todos los enunciados, ya que apuntan a la intención que define el “art director”. Vitrubio como “art director” del teatro humanista utilizó el ideal de belleza definido por Brunelleschi en la construcción de sus escenografías. Esta perspectiva artificial, armónica en términos geométricos, es el preludio de la imagen actual, llega a suceder a veces que nuestro sentido de percepcióńn visual se confunde haciéndonos ver en una imagen lo que no es, o mejor dicho, lo que nos obligan a ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin duda la imagen posee el poder de lo imposible. Brunelleschi desarrolla una nueva forma de ver el mundo. La perspectiva es una herramienta que se ha utilizado y se sigue utilizando con diversos fines, el tema está en que se ha manipulado de tal manera que de apoco nuestra propia perspectiva se transforma. El uso de la tecnología y sus derivados permiten juegos imposibles que sin duda impresionan. Un ejemplo claro son Los nuevos productos cinematográficos estilo “Spiderman”, en las que se entremezclan escenarios virtuales con la realidad, y en las que una perspectiva se exagera a su punto máximo de espectacularidad. Y es muy cierto que a veces nuestro sentido de percepcióńn visual se confunde y ya no sabemos qué creer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/264372939236320948-5542936314290369616?l=ytoobien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/feeds/5542936314290369616/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=264372939236320948&amp;postID=5542936314290369616' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/5542936314290369616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/5542936314290369616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/2007/08/perspectiva-artificial.html' title='Paper I: PERSPECTIVA ARTIFICIAL'/><author><name>Claudio Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223935458585191846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BNh0MYLZiAg/RuirFnUYw4I/AAAAAAAAABs/QVCm7hCngE4/s72-c/perspectiva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-264372939236320948.post-1908080832944160037</id><published>2007-04-04T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T21:44:36.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y too bien</title><content type='html'>Mientras leia el blog de otra persona se me ocurrió iniciar mi espacio en esto. No está de más desahogarse un poco de vez en cuando, además en algunos casos se convierte en un buen espacio de discusión.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/264372939236320948-1908080832944160037?l=ytoobien.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/feeds/1908080832944160037/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=264372939236320948&amp;postID=1908080832944160037' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/1908080832944160037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/264372939236320948/posts/default/1908080832944160037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ytoobien.blogspot.com/2007/04/y-too-bien.html' title='Y too bien'/><author><name>Claudio Pereira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223935458585191846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
