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![Cupola, Via Laietana, Barcelona [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_sjupU9Wa7TJGZan0JAulHR8egg3hYlnajQnAvAbemtkZJ21D399QJFp3b-r19XMNwAhgknMVyq9pv8KCP0yPtwzM45RsdwAluinVTgLM4_C5mxGapIM_TWfn4cjddgiXh5ZaxkGdzhTqD5dtE9W833=s0-d) After much thought and starting working on my color version I completely deviated from my original path. It turned out that the cupola, the one you can admire if you walk along Via Laietana in Barcelona, looked better in black and white, well almost as I finally gave it this bluish touch. The building in fact has two cupolas and occupies a whole block of this heavy traffic street. Very near you have Palau de la Musica. There are plans to build new hotels in this area to which neighbors openly oppose. I have embedded this Google street view map so you can see the building, the cupola on the other side and if you turn left, Palau de la Música, the famous modernist concert hall. Right next to you Casa dels Velers but that's part of another story (Remember you have to click on the map and drag to enjoy the pano or move along the white path by clicking on the arrows). Should you want to see it from above check link here. View Larger Map
![Human Statue Lady at Las Ramblas de Barcelona [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_vMU6jWg5uoDuYhIrkaUTYeT3efWnfGsNUcuhkN37J8laQuqzQDNCkYtP46N_e9s_UQ2RIDNJPTV5GdHEMyrXpNXMD5SNCc_rK-F-u2EwhwGomogdOpR-yosY2AKYLxUMGlc4xG3ygkxcd5nD6MKh5RAR-XZ5S3S3ivDw=s0-d) This is yet another human statue at Las Ramblas. A beautiful, fragile, delicate, hieratic woman standing on this populated street of Barcelona. I was attracted by her face, her makeup and the light coming from nearby stores in the background. Don't forget to check the labels below if you want to see more living statues. And always enlarge for the big format picture.
![Autumn Leaves [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_umSScZdzE6V12YhZx4482vSoBrAW-whte0XVpg-CnWH04SrrC2HWPx3ppVsE0eay3eMhOMR7ricPvBzNkiqZ1c9oBagbsskHoU3j_LPkGCEnWA8DKt2FI5bcvQaOQuIVs-KK7qRWDrOg=s0-d) First of all let me tell you that this image was taken by my 12-year-old daughter, Sara. The day we visited Vallgorgina and while my wife, some friends and I were having a chat after lunch, I left her the camera and she pointed towards the nearby trees. The leaves of this platanero (Hybrid plane or London plane tree) looked gorgeous under the afternoon sun but I confess I underestimated my daughter's eye. Beauty comes from within and you always get surprised at how different people can produce astonishing results at a given situation that you would regard as too obvious.
![Succulent plant hanging from a balcony in Barcelona [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_srfCkv7KgukPFeICTp38pbIgphGhNuHKRCTy9A3ZNUyEuGqNaJvsPqtgfV_jAuBzvt3_EAipx-Cki84fT-xvxexHo40p_Mum6MMkVyn5XwYF5DyKPnTqCUuDIom_-mWnnQEzC-98BJKQuv=s0-d) Not one of the seven wonders of the world but balconies with exuberant plants are not rare in Barcelona. This succulent specimen in particular is some sort of Graptopetalum or ghost plant according to my opinion. Maybe our botanic friends can help. What I was most interested in was the balcony anyway. The decay textures, the folded canopy, the historic architecture of the old part of town which I never get tired of admiring.
![Ripe and green tomatoes [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_u-vnRI2X5CuvQ29oSAM2ZD6C05C7K4wQRvBoPuwk2Q1B-k-dq7y7xMhaob-dYa34glDJ2OOFz0Hp1jJdh6YvyHVgjZH4hFFbGWr7K9abqOpitoP5WLTrt0RrEP07S1Z5JdaIZKAg=s0-d) There is nothing better than a good ripe tomato recently harvested. That is a fact. Probably one of the best products to illustrate the difference between your own orchard and big markets is a tomato. I don't know what happens along the way but the one we buy at the corner shop or at the supermarket is definitely different from the ones you grow yourself or buy on location directly to the farmer. This is what happens with this ripe tomato I captured at Monistrol market. It was a product from a small personal crop. Fresh healthy tomatoes with all the good properties mother nature gave them are an essential part of world known Mediterranean diet. You just need some olive oil, some green salad, some fish or meat, some red wine accompanied by some exercise to live longer among other things like luck!
![Where Do All the Lonely People Go? [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_ugZcjxeOg04vrtlRyUz8sfJHbFEv6w39SavRF7e_ozmt3_8HK7WgRrYo1KFlKRqFtjqXv9q3YKqqEombU9m8OPOugsdRVxJHx826heKXWHk_nJkl81FEIbgl6GGMt11GO7XrgeYdAFnR0=s0-d) Where do lonely people go? Those who seldom know a shelter of their own. Where do lonely people go? Those who left for good one day slamming the door Where do all those homeless people go? All those forgotten by their sons Where do all those shipwrecks repose? Banished castaways on nowhere land Where do all desperate bodies rest when the mind abandons every hope? What becomes of them when all is lost but death refuses their requests? Why are there such limbos upon Earth? What kind of vicious fate can take you there? What were they? Who were they? How do you know it is not your turn? How can you tell? I see a bunch of kids playing in the park, laughing What horrendous scheming decides who's gonna be next?
![Detail of Columbus Monument, Portal de la Pau, Barcelona [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_sR8JB9P6EEYiGEV1jtaqdnQbKD9_wAfIaJkf7Jy84g5Da5-j131JZE5s08aipU1hrDnkDhfHpgewjhfqfLPOdGaPU2Nn2eP025qCIy8Tq8oYVx3w2sdTLGhv3neSvYrF0ph_aexkbif_ofpcVujA2X7SH_gjBTGe5QR6SxLLM=s0-d) Today, a close look on the column and pedestal of the Christopher Columbus monument at the end of Las Ramblas. Did you know that inside this column there is a lift, a very narrow one, that takes visitors to the top? This detail in the image which looks like a cigar ring to me can be appreciated here but if you really want to feel the place click and drag inside the embedded Google street view map of the roundabout where the monument is, facing Barcelona harbor. To get some information and take a look at the bronze lions at the base, go here. View Larger Map
![Taxi Drivers: A World Apart![enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_spnmED0VeuHZyHotY8C5cJTlBagLfCPMo1CiJO9h4hSFkGnE15JY7ga3UGDneI39311_kF72L1vgnjzz1MJYgKrVNfP4SZqz4vhfT06NG5VgpR0ZZJ4Sd-2mxvFu-TvF-qt3W4it8D=s0-d) This is some kind of natural law, taxi drivers are a world apart. It is a very venerable profession given all the crap they have to take from us daily but...what about them?. Who hasn't lived an enriching experience after talking to a friendly cab driver? Many people have. But, who hasn't been as talkative as Buster Keaton before breakfast on the way to the airport (usually a long ride) after finding out how funny your random driver is that morning? There are many kinds of taxi drivers, they are people after all, not automatic pilots. They have their existential problems as we all have. That's quite normal. The problem is that in such small space their influence can jump at you like lice from head to head on a hippie convention. Some peculiar behaviors are already documented in Psychiatry, but many of them are still considered normal. You've got the sports fan type (normally the other team's fan),the political type (the other party's follower), the philosopher, basically nihilists (no change, not going your way, no smoking in here), the braggart (they can brag just about everything and my post is short)...and the discreet, who I certainly prefer. This fiction rant is dedicated to all taxi drivers who work around the clock and have saved our butts on many occasions. Please, don't get mad at my words today, especially my friend in the picture for obvious reasons.
![Man reading letter at Sant Jaume square, Barcelona [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_u2rWc5tspH6PutLlps8XynWu76IDrNW-RWUezwYWReA21Q8rZMBr7z6k0ZMETyeNjK-1sHrSHoBlVMW6vSermGdLuP8jozZdMyuGKPxTgKC3F-qWhOh8pG9snAA8O5142BL8xl9HAWNrq4YiNf=s0-d) You see, any story could arise from this image. But to tell a story inspiration is a must and my well is very dry tonight. If I had the will to write, I imagine I would say this man came to Barcelona, was visiting Sant Jaume square after meandering the "solitary" streets of the old Gothic quarter when suddenly he decided to open the secret letter that someone had left at the hotel desk that morning. "Gosh, I told them I had paid for that and they are charging me twice". No, that's irrelevant and too common!. What can I say?. He was a musician, yes, an orchestra conductor, mentally rehearsing tonight's score. Wait, maybe he's just following some route on a map, a sort of Da Vinci code. Hum, no fountains or secret church entrance in this square. Perhaps he was a lost Manga artist drawing some new character. Well, you know what, why don't you finish the story for me. It's A Letter... If you need inspiration for more irrelevant things to add to my irrelevant story please check this Monthy Python video first: It's A Tree (specially the introduction!)
![closeup of baby eating baby food [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_vxzTGSSPOyX9RvJwGtRWTDKV3mepOwYoSYDBg1c7INEguPR_5lrpsysejI3G1SPEOf_1UtymWtcrkIk4Zzgnt73ME5zk5huR5GLaSsHVh7uVHfEwriEv-Cngfttx3J8Ihx1C9k2CyszUI=s0-d) If you have a child you may recall how hard it was to make them swallow their first baby food. This is our friends' baby daughter. I took the liberty of taking some macros of the feeding act. I have never seen such stubborn child before. No wonder her mother had to use the pacifier to push the food into her mouth and stop her from spitting it. I guess patience is a must in cases like this. You can try singing, chasing her mouth from left to right, calling your spoon names of well known cartoon characters like Tweety, Mickey, imitating sounds of every mean of transportation you know of, trains, motorbikes, etc. You can act like a clown or simply make use of this extreme method, using the pacifier as a stopper. Here are some real tips to feed your child.
![Porron or jug with red wine [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_uc2dmKUlYIS61PknMujonLZf7qwt8jrnG9CmH_NgLMnBtv5gEM1CCnYRQGrirJQQC4evaTVZLFynmyLrzlF__EOn7mc8Rjee7jDfSnfzbASWbnseNIfETvwYxm6tW6FTZ_CLT2gek=s0-d) Wine is served sometimes in recipients like this at food market stalls and they are known as a porron. George Orwell gave a great definition of this typical Catalan container: "…and drank out of a dreadful thing called a porron. A porron is a sort of glass bottle with a pointed spout from which a thin jet of wine spurts out whenever you tip it up; you can thus drink from a distance, without touching it with your lips, and it can be passed from hand to hand. I went on strike and demanded a drinking-cup as soon as I saw a porron in use. To my eye the things were altogether too like bed-bottles, especially when they were filled with white wine" (Wikipedia). The porron is available for possible clients to quench their thirst while they try samples of some products and make up their minds. More than often, they finally buy something, now that the stall owner has treated them so well, although some people take a good sip, eat all they can and leave empty handed. There are authentic professionals doing this, but the fact they are over there fluttering around attracts more possible consumers so we can say they act as bait. Well, as an anecdote, that's me reflected on the porron of this Monistrol market stall.
![Metallica Drawing: Skeleton and Girl With Gun [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_uWgEJysKQ4dudXZ5RYRgHb7UpvjVfyYDJW3ozN4qHM7Fmu-vrYz9wl6f1NpCnlk3x-DF7O1ChwMB2gQ3uG8HqNS2o5quW1fYCrjv-80oLz6N8rFy-wkblF5UqecfEUgN7Q90G_4eewnDNeRY3atjg=s0-d) The post will not deal with the famous band, Metallica cause I am not a follower. I am just here for the artistic part of the drawing. I have to admit that I do like their ballads. Having said that I should tell you that I just liked the comics style and thought I might frame it at the stall where it was displayed. Then I thought that as Halloween was coming what better than something spooky. There were no pumpkins so I came up with skulls and bones. Here are two ballads you can listen too: One and Nothing Else Matters
![Stones And Gems [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_seeoVt37uYCnXAoIAmsPjWtbsq1qWtCsfLr285fETr6Kxgzz0xa5yXaXKoZXtiOYpH1Lz7mKG1jhaZ_lbURKrsVerz0bJDW1Rii4mpt4d85_603nea4ewrycXw03k3duazzW_cwBGQLA=s0-d) Quartz or methacrylate , energy generating or not, you have to admit that faceted geometric objects when exposed to light do transmit a certain feeling of relaxation and can trigger a hypnotic state. You may remember your childhood for example, when you spent hours looking to the reflections of a prism under the sun. Is that the origin of greed? Is that what makes people go crazy about buying jewels?. I mean, gems are just mineral. A diamond comes from carbon, what makes it so precious? Everything lies in that fascination for stones, light and maybe some hidden energy that hooks us into collecting color crystals. The magic of mother Earth...This image was captured at a stall in a local market of a town called Monistrol.
 Still some time for Halloween but you can feel it round the corner, don't you? That gusty wind not only brings leaves but the echoes of witches too. Soon enough children will be knocking at your door, again! Time flies! Maybe jelly candy is not the right treat but they wouldn't say no, would they. They say eating too many can cause diabetes II, but what the heck, they are yummy. Sugar, starch, pectin, gum or gelatin make up some of the ingredients of these delicious sweets that come in all sorts of colors and flavors. Who hasn't got an indigestion of gummies right after watching a movie? Can you think of jelly candy names? We call them gominolas, here are some: Turkish delight, cola bottle gummies, gumdrops, gummi bears... Now that the trick or treat ceremony is coming while don't you take a look at Halloween candy. To create a mood let's suggest some Halloween photography tips found at Darren Rowse's (@problogger) Digital Photography School.
![Balloon By Montserrat [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_tySiC24bdhYdzLIHTznWddky4ZUZ08rTqQxLMqHV8JBhMjDQqWRlkPi-Kvqdrq69kmaIl3LTZ2k0hVWu0M4Kie6yfihOPeWS_QA3yGEGJRRHuCy4wpyylC5gGBb7RGt9X5ysHD87eeaDQ45No9Zllh=s0-d) There's nothing like a good landscape and a big balloon with shiny colors standing out against some mountain walls and a deep blue sky. Unfortunately some of them show off some publicity sometimes like this Caixa Manresa (a local bank) logo. Obviously banks tend to inflate big balloons every now and then, they rise and fall, and on many occasions they blow up or get drifted away. This one was firmly tied up to the ground just in case. Behind it the beautiful mountain of Montserrat.
![Valdeon blue cheese [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_tcE6K1h1YCKY7uHDq1vSMab0Sj-bCafzgnQLXxY04JLdlAytAeg25P-tkyEPxoV5uI2PAoL_m4ix4ECSfDC4voBYEC8W-jB_j9zGz9t4bE30JVk-B6t0ThoemIVhbRZQtyYfwI6zH5CxaKHTfy6A=s0-d) From the region of Castilla y Leon we have today this excellent Spanish blue cheese called Valdeon after the name of the valley where is it is elaborated in Picos de Europa national park. Made out of cow or goat milk or a combination of both, Valdeon is a creamy, intense flavored cheese not as biting as Cabrales. Did I tell you that I love Cabrales? The wheel of Valdeon is wrapped in sycamore leaves, as the ones you see in the image, that add a peculiar taste to it (learn here about other cheese wrappings). Valdeon was named best blue cheese back in 2003 in a national contest. Here is a tasty recipe Smoked Paprika-Rubbed Steaks With Valdeon Butter. This particular cheese I found at a food market in Monistrol de Monserrat.
![Beads necklaces at a stall in Monistrol [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_tJmS9fjZd5Qpb9d3Ayswc94LZhl7rGLK3BX_lFJkiSSbJPdYUesGv9PGz5hHuU-AjjSu_RpmZy6SymocjjGBvRS5vjohpb1Uo83Ux2wW97Ytb6nBAAEXm0MbqvDO_56ggmKA=s0-d) During my visit to Monistrol, there was this stall selling beads necklaces. I reckon this is quite common in many countries so there's no need to tell you a story about the origin of beads or to start talking about religion and rosaries. I saw a line of those necklaces and decided to play with dof for a while. Remember in the next days I will show you market products from Monistrol de Montserrat and folk dancers that participated in recent local celebrations.
![Devil Mask, Monistrol de Montserrat [enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_sCps8FPgptvXbZJLgId21G5oyUzUyro0PJwK2Y9XMp9abNYNNzl84XpI7mp5gABMT2Mc8HJwj07Z4hEmD_hNNcFSca7nqqwTnSqxJlYrCCwd_J58GgyHY8E-8VqWqha-ALKMYM3g=s0-d) You know the devil disguises or manifests in oh, so many ways. One day he may be McCain himself, some other day the hideous child of our neighbors, maybe a cat, a pumpkin or simply an evil mask with firecrackers inside, as is the case of this one at Monistrol de Montserrat. It was on one of the stalls of the market organized during the Fira de la Coca i el Mató 2008 (a local food fair). Remember this fair at Monistrol has been featured here in the past, as for example in: Say Cheese. Follow label Monistrol below for more.
![[enlarge]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_uCme-mkCVKIMoxxZHNCAIAsG_MSIZpPbCWIQKmSkJ96rLgYTb0X2MseW8BJYQRk2dLB_x0egg6mxBCGewPU93KyhI_FOug_HMEGINorKHWEw_SKKroeXNElgIpHScXpE05kPWXapsZ=s0-d) Rambling Las Ramblas of Barcelona, camera on hand and nothing else to do, I decided to leave human statues alone for a while and concentrate on small details. Hundreds of souvenirs were shouting at me to be under the spotlight, to step into the limelight. Hey, me!. Forget about her! She's too ugly. I couldn't resist that urgent cry and headed for the little elf or whatever that was and gave him his moment of glory. Lady elf wasn't bad either. I suppose taking these wooden toys home would make your kids very happy or not? By the way if you want to be in the spotlight check Picture Social the social network for photographers. And finally talking about tiny characters, did you know that the Smurfs celebrate their 50th anniversary?
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