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The privilege of Thought


"Pensar es más interesante que conocer,
pero menos interesante que mirar"

Acueducto Claudio

Antiquity overwhelms

Long Exposure Studies

Portobello, Scotland

Morning at the Window

They are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens,
And along the trampled edges of the street
I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids
Sprouting despondently at area gates.

The brown waves of fog toss up to me
Twisted faces from the bottom of the street,
And tear from a passer-by with muddy skirts
An aimless smile that hovers in the air
And vanishes along the level of the roofs.

T. S. Eliot, 1888 - 1965

Urbino et orbis

Every one is the other and no one is himself

Epiphany 8


Breaking the relation between signifiers and signifieds

Caminos y certidumbres

En verdad no te das cuenta que vas a su encuentro
Por más que lo evadas tu camino es cierto

©Ricardo Baez-Duarte

The Night

Ontology and Differance: subsistent entities



Are we brave enough?

Take the red pill
The Matrix

Original man

Original man, who is not mortal, does not anticipate, nor speak, nor work, and has neither skills nor knowledge
Stiegler: Technics and Time

©Ricardo Baez-Duarte


San Sepulcro: meditations

El caminante sobre la luna.

 Reflexiones visuales acerca de Schubert, Ref.

Cahier de notes britaniques: Anglessy Abbey's Dreams


Archi ecriture / Archi-texture: all is becoming Z

Ejercicios fotográficos con celular #G

Elementary photography excercises with a cell phone, iPhone 5 S

Ah!, la peinture! Botanical

Series Archi-echriture A

The image of thought. Triptych study

Series: Traces. Progressions

My book cover in Amazon

My new book in  AMAZON, you may buy it on

All is interpretation

[...We witness a transformation of substances and a dissolution of forms, a passage to the limit or flight from contours in favor of fluid forces, flows, air, light, and matter, such that a body or a word does not end at a precise point. ]

Deleuze and Guattari. "A Thousand Plateaus"

Ensayo. El Caminante en la Luna

In the midst of everything

Quienes somos

¿Quienes somos en realidad?
Cada uno es para si mismo el más lejano

F. Nietzsche

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