<?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-4102791</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:58:03.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LUIS ITUARTE: EL GITANO FRONTERIZO</title><subtitle type='html'>Estoy en la frontera de Tijuana/San Diego/Los Angeles
I am in the Border, Tijuana/San Diego/Los Angeles. 
soy tercera generacion Tijuanense
I am third generation Tijuanan.
soy artista pintor, promotor cultural
I am an artist painter, Arts &amp; culture promoter.
paladin de la nueva cultura multi-cultural de Tijuana y el sur de California, "La Mega-metropolis"
a paladin of the new multi-national culture of Tijuana, and southern California; “The Mega-metropolis”.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luis_ituarte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luis_ituarte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fusdarte</name><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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4102791.post-113650286887425486</id><published>2006-01-05T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T15:14:28.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>¡Advertencia!S o y   u n   “c r e a t i v o r o”     English version at the endA través de los años me he comido la creatividad de otros.Todo lo que pienso, es un mazacote de lo que he vivido, lo que he visto y lo que he leído.¡Todo me lo he comido!Si me pongo a pensar, quizá pueda reconocer algo del pensamiento que me he tragado, pero no todos los nombres de los poetas, de los pintores, los </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/113650286887425486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/113650286887425486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luis_ituarte.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113650286887425486' title=''/><author><name>fusdarte</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4102791.post-113650198918307085</id><published>2006-01-05T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T14:59:49.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>“Barroco, obra en proceso”  (Baroque, works in progress)Considerations about the Baroque and the New EraBy Luis Ituarte                             DECEMBER 2003. FLORENCE, ITALY Version en espanyol al finalAt this time in history, to look into the past is a good idea. The accelerating changes that we are experiencing these days are asking us to look back and see if there is a lesson to learn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/113650198918307085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/113650198918307085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luis_ituarte.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113650198918307085' title=''/><author><name>fusdarte</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4102791.post-112811451685177004</id><published>2005-09-30T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T14:08:36.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lo que pasó el sábado en Madrid despues de la manipulacion politica del  bombazo terrorita.... el mensaje que recibí en torno a las tres de latarde anunciando una concentración silenciosa por laverdad frente a la sede del PP en la calleGénova. Así comenzaba algo que con el paso de lashoras iba difundiéndose minuto a minuto. Por cadamensaje que la gente recibía, se enviaban diez,quince, veinte </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/112811451685177004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/112811451685177004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luis_ituarte.blogspot.com/2005_09_25_archive.html#112811451685177004' title=''/><author><name>fusdarte</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4102791.post-87918894</id><published>2003-01-23T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T13:28:55.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>POEMA A LA VIDA algo para pensar en el agno nuevo. no se quien lo escribio"Hay momentos en la vida en los que extrañas tanto aalgunas personas, que quisieras sacarlas de tus sueñosy envolverlas en un abrazo.Sueña lo que desees soñar, vé adonde desees ir, sé loque deseas ser, porque solamente tienes una vida yuna oportunidad para hacer las cosas que deseas hacer.Ten la suficiente </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/87918894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/87918894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luis_ituarte.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87918894' title=''/><author><name>fusdarte</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4102791.post-87918390</id><published>2003-01-23T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T13:18:46.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I was a teenager in Tijuana, I used to have two big problems that paralyze me, they were such a big problem that I was even afraid of going out in the street, because of the fear of been expose with my terrible problems. These terrible problems were, one, that a piece of hair will stick out poking it in a very funny way (like Alfalfa), the other, that I had too many pimples (acne) in my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/87918390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/87918390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luis_ituarte.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87918390' title=''/><author><name>fusdarte</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4102791.post-87592515</id><published>2003-01-17T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T07:22:02.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>La Rana Sabia Presenta:CARTA A LOS HERMANOS CHICANOS"LO QUE SE RESISTE PERSISTE" “WHAT YOU RESIST, PERSIST”I was born in Tijuana, and have a long lasting relationship with L.A.. and I work there. Some of the issues that you have about identity in the U.S.  we have in Tj. in a different way in our relationship with the rest of Mexico. To me, you and me and all of Mexicans are Mexicanos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/87592515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/87592515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luis_ituarte.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87592515' title=''/><author><name>fusdarte</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4102791.post-87474896</id><published>2003-01-15T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T14:51:26.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>La Rana Sabia Presenta: LOS VERSOS DEL CIUDADANO DE LOS AÑOS DOS MILLuis ItuarteEnglish version at the end!!!!!!!! Estoy de acuerdo con los buenos modalesEstoy con el respeto a los otros y de su condiciónEstoy de acuerdo con la compasión,me gusta ser consideradoy creo en ser generosoPero me gusta ejercer todo esto adentro de una área que es donde yo vivoAdonde yo conozco a todos y todos me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/87474896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/87474896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luis_ituarte.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87474896' title=''/><author><name>fusdarte</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4102791.post-87371496</id><published>2003-01-13T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T05:47:26.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> La Rana Sabia Presenta  LOS VERSOS DE LA MOSCATijuana ciudad de la noche,ciudad de gentes atrapadas, donde no se pueden ir pa’ya, p’al otro ladoni se pueden regresar p’al terre.en el exilio sin saberlo, no tienen territoriosu identidad esta negada, invalidada.Solo su fanatismo regional los rescata, ¡arriba Sinaloa hijos de la chingada!, o Jalisco o que se yo .Sus valores no son </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/87371496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4102791/posts/default/87371496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luis_ituarte.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87371496' title=''/><author><name>fusdarte</name><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></entry></feed>
