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Steve Hanks

I have sent this Power Point and I decided to put it on my blog, for art that exudes both in form and content This is an American painter named Steve Hanks specializes in watercolors, but with oil finishes. I was surprised, it's fantastic, not only for its realism, but for the sensitivity displayed in each stroke and in its treatment of the female figure and the accompanying scenery, the countryside, the beach, to infiltrate the most intimate territorioos surrounding the protagonists of each work. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it.

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The video I liked it so much that I decided to base my story on the description of what I think happens to the characters, putting a good dose of fantasy, of course.

THE WORLD BUILDER


Alberto looked with tears in their eyes the pictures I had with his wife, and while muttering nonstop

"No, not fair, why her? Why did God do this? Does not deserve it, listen I need you!.
A voice from inside said
"Sorry son, I can only do one thing for you, for an hour I'll give my powers and they can do whatever you want, but when time runs out everything back to reality.
- But ... do not you answer me?.
- You, you would not understand, I am God and you just a man. Do you accept what I give or not?. Alberto
a little angry and thoughtful answer.
"Okay, I agree.
I felt no voice, just a little cramping, shaking his arm, looked at him and a large clock told him that the time started running, jumped up and clasped his hands, a lot of energy out of them, bring them back and began to spread slowly, building with them a bucket, it quickly became the in a large block, built just as many more, then drew doors, windows, lamps and all things necessary to form a city, he saw that he was well and good, but lacked a little life, so I placed trees in perspective, everything was, but realized he had not completed all the work, went to a nearby pond with a flick of the wrist created a daisy spoiling the design of each sheet and changing the color of it several times until he was happy with the result. Since he had only put the sun in the desired position, now if he had finished, he should go to find out what happened. In one door out his wife, who looked amazed and happy that world again, walking slowly touching walls, railings, street lamps, and everything in its path, enjoyed it. Suddenly his eyes fell on the margarita, approached her, she closed her eyes and reveled in its aroma, then his face was sad and retraced his steps disappearing around a corner. The ending time, Albert came out of hiding and his whole world started to fade away under their feet, it's over, I knew little.
was time opens the door to the room of the hospital's neurology unit, there was always still and quiet as Mary, Alberto comes over and kisses him, soft and intense. One thing that is left of his little world, the daisy, sure that she will like it, put it in a glass of water can be that little miracle happen, perhaps God will think and your life together again reborn , and this time, forever.

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BESOS


Again I dreamed about you, coming to your house you hold hands and we walked to the street to an unknown place, suddenly, linking your waist slowly approached my lips to yours, and we melted into a long kiss that transported us to distant landscapes where nobody knew us, and we could love without reproach.
That dream is repeated almost every night, is so real that I wake up with your scent on my skin and my lips still wet kiss that still keep, then you fade away to nothing. With the day comes the cruel reality, and as he said, dreams are dreams, and it will never become real, society does not allow us to love, too prejudiced, too much hypocrisy, too much of everything, our dreams are reduced to a minimum. You know, I will never look like a friend to me you're much more than that, I know I can not have you, because you never will break with established conventions, but even in dreams you'll enjoy the premises. I look forward to the night, sleep, and return to meet with you and entwined in a passionate kiss that makes us lose sight of the world, just you and me for eternity

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JUDGMENTS - You will never be a useful man. He sentenced the father
his son James, when instead of doing homework is devoted to chat so amorphous that screen was the computer. Tell him I did not understand that behind that there were people, and especially to understand what it said, because it looks that the spelling was sentenced, he fell at the feet of the soul, what they taught in school? Her son had forgotten to write, or at least write well. Must solve that problem, but did not know how. Suddenly he thought: I'll leave without it. Risked much, but he had no choice, his son and fourth of the ESO was studying, she repeated first, third and now repeated, What? I should have to make a PQPI of those offered by the government to which the title is not taken out by not hitting stroke, would not let that happen.
On Friday morning, while his son was in high school, called the company and removed Internet. When it came, as usual took the computer and when found that there was Internet; looked at him like mad, insulted him, blaming all the problems of the universe, but he was unfazed, resisted this storm, and said truth, but only managed to leave the house, slamming the door, he waited without getting nervous as always did, those classes came the psychologist first, breathed deeply three times and it was another person, wonderful. After James returned two hours, although it was altered, concealed, locked herself in her room listening to music, you could not claim victory, patience. Jaime was a smart kid, but the damn computer had killed all abilities.
days passed, the father of James was clear that if there was internet at home would look elsewhere, but would not help him financially, he was tired of being called the little school reiterating their child's academic performance, it would best out and find another exit, and had surrendered, but he saw that all was not lost, not surrender. One day he looked into the room with the excuse to ask something banal and found that his hands rested a school book. Well, he thought, for a start. He finished the second quarter and not called to school as usual, the grades improved a bit, it is true that he still had materials, but we were on the right track. Began to ask as when I was little doubt of some subjects and he was delighted that you do. Ended the last quarter, this time if called, but in this case to congratulate him was incredible, his son had graduated, and even changed his attitude toward school, no longer considered his enemy but his ally, did not know what had happened to the head of James, the change was so radical that it could not but congratulate him.

Obviously, in this case it is clear that education is in the hands of parents, and school is an important foothold, but the mainstay is in the family. I will say that some cases of these have lived in real life guys that nobody was hard for them and from year to year change in full. I'm sure the family has had more influence than we think.