My Favourite Artist

I’m going to start by mentioning that I like art and all its expressions, but I like the most the literature. So, I’m going to talk about Pedro Lemebel, one of my favourite artists.  

Lemebel was a writer and plastic artist. He was born in 1952 in Santiago de Chile, in the midst of misery, and that is reveal in many of his writings. His life was very interesting, because he always lived denounced the marginality of many of the social groups, also he was involved in the protest and the mobilizations against the dictatorship. But he was more than that. The thing that I like of him, is that he lived like he wanted, wrote about his life and he didn’t care the social stigmatization. He participated in many projects that contributed to the culture, and put on the table many controversial issues, to help to visibility and understand other lifestyles and ways of thinking. And that’s for I knew him, read his posts.

Some of his books named “Tengo miedo, torero”, “Adiós, mariquita linda”, “Háblame de amores”, among others.

London Student Table

Day		Place		Entrance Fee	Tube Station	Travel Zone
Monday	11 AM	London Eye		25.20	Waterloo	Zone 1
	2.30 PM	Madame Tussands		29	Baker Street	Zone 1
Tuesday	9 AM	Tower of London		17.70	Tower Hill	Zone 1
	3	Natural History Museum		free	South Keningston	Zone 1
Wednesday	AM	Tate Modern Art  Galery		free	Westminster	Zone 1
	PM
Thursday	AM
	PM
Friday	11 AM	British Museum		free	Tottenham court road	Zone 1
	PM
Saturday	10 AM	Kew Gardens		£12.50	Kew Bridge Rail Station	Zone 4
	14 PM	Camden Market		Free	Camden Road Rail Station	Zone 2
Sunday	AM
	PM
			Total Costs

The story of a picture

I like so much this photo, because was taken in a trip that I will remember forever. Was taken in Arequipa, Perú, the last year, when my friends and I traveled to there.

This trip was so tragic, but funny at the end, because one of my friends, got sick after ate something like spoiled food (I’m not sure, we will never know) or some like that, because she couldn’t continue the trip for the fever and stomach pain, so we spent three days jammed in a hostel, waiting for some help. We really didn´t know anyone, and we was in other country, so we didn´t know the hospitals or some like that. But after of everything, we returned to Chile and she got better so quickly, that we never knew what happened to her.

I like this photo because even the bads moments (so bad) we were so happy and this image shows that joy.

My pet

I have the most beautiful dog in the world. He came home, after we lost other dog (I cried for months, because she was my partner all my life).

He’s name is Antu, and he’s one year old. He’s a beagle, so he is very small. He’s very very playful and naughty; break all the clothes that we leave on the floor or accidentally fall. Once, he lost a shoe’s dad, and we never found it.

He loves to walk in the park and meet others dogs, is very friendly. It’s a happy dog all day long, until we leave outside to sleep, because he’s start to cry.

A couple of days ago, he learnt to open the door, and slowly, got up the stairs and went to my room to ate and broke everything.  But, I love him so much, so I can punish.