tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21474504382568375652011-09-16T21:24:25.433-07:00LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.comBlogger181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-55317002942981862682010-02-21T12:42:00.000-08:002010-02-21T12:44:22.421-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/S4GbBY_PgZI/AAAAAAAAADs/KVg92BLVaIY/s1600-h/payaso.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440800273030152594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/S4GbBY_PgZI/AAAAAAAAADs/KVg92BLVaIY/s320/payaso.jpg" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-5531700294298186268?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-37791835319002740332010-02-21T12:39:00.000-08:002010-02-21T15:58:11.133-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/S4GaIPAjB-I/AAAAAAAAADk/Bvm6W-rkxuI/s1600-h/un+duende.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440799291098728418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/S4GaIPAjB-I/AAAAAAAAADk/Bvm6W-rkxuI/s320/un+duende.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Había una vez un duende rosado que se había enamorado de una estrella. Dicen que un día la besó y que, desde entonces, contemplan el sol. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-3779183531900274033?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-43281761742657993192010-02-21T12:31:00.000-08:002010-02-21T12:37:35.578-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/S4GZVe_fADI/AAAAAAAAADU/d2NcxoKUdHg/s1600-h/animal.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440798419215908914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/S4GZVe_fADI/AAAAAAAAADU/d2NcxoKUdHg/s320/animal.jpg" /></a><br />Un león se comió una flor y un árbol. Así nació el leónflor<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-4328176174265799319?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-21161748432692861462010-02-21T12:30:00.000-08:002010-02-21T12:36:00.328-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/S4GYRlCa5lI/AAAAAAAAADM/w2UlclRI1tI/s1600-h/familia.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440797252607731282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/S4GYRlCa5lI/AAAAAAAAADM/w2UlclRI1tI/s320/familia.jpg" /></a> Esta es mi familia, estamos en una plaza en un evento de skate. El de rojo, soy yo; mi mamá abre los brazos porqué está contenta; papá está con una camisa, hablando por teléfono; y mi hermana, Antonia, está jugando con una máscara.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/S4GYCYNSWUI/AAAAAAAAADE/TQpt6Lij5qc/s1600-h/animal.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-2116174843269286146?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-47129154623003416002009-12-30T14:41:00.000-08:002009-12-30T14:43:14.586-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SzvXSb-DXkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/za_z3AMbw1o/s1600-h/bicicleteandoI.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421163288216165954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SzvXSb-DXkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/za_z3AMbw1o/s320/bicicleteandoI.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Este soy yo, andando en bicicleta. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-4712915462300341600?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-10076878833465530612009-12-30T14:39:00.000-08:002009-12-30T14:44:35.588-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SzvW-Mzd7gI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YYrnJiLi8Og/s1600-h/esas+historias.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421162940547853826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SzvW-Mzd7gI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YYrnJiLi8Og/s320/esas+historias.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center">Lucha entre el robot de dos cabezas y una abeja reina que quiere picarlo, pero no puede porque el robot es más poderoso.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-1007687883346553061?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-32740962760148022102009-12-30T14:36:00.000-08:002009-12-30T14:39:51.380-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SzvWmQAQxSI/AAAAAAAAACs/gBRS7o4peGM/s1600-h/a+caballo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421162529089963298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SzvWmQAQxSI/AAAAAAAAACs/gBRS7o4peGM/s320/a+caballo.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SzvWIL0RY0I/AAAAAAAAACk/7r-kkfhvHUI/s1600-h/a+caballo.jpg"></a><div><br /><br /></div><div align="center">Alguien, un día, no dejó que un nene se subiera a un caballo. Espero que eso nunca me pase.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-3274096276014802210?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-39109358730682008212009-12-30T14:33:00.000-08:002009-12-30T14:36:22.864-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SzvVfUhXH8I/AAAAAAAAACc/hT1RsPOvZbA/s1600-h/bicicleteandoII.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421161310531821506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SzvVfUhXH8I/AAAAAAAAACc/hT1RsPOvZbA/s320/bicicleteandoII.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Papá me mira y yo acelero la bici para mostrarle mis nuevas piruetas. El cenizo, nuestro gato, está durmiendo en casa. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-3910935873068200821?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-60994206702423241742009-11-11T07:03:00.000-08:002009-11-11T07:13:54.679-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvrUYZcphSI/AAAAAAAAACU/wqPi6n-2Bx0/s1600-h/laurentino+en+la+telara%C3%B1a.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402864218597328162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvrUYZcphSI/AAAAAAAAACU/wqPi6n-2Bx0/s320/laurentino+en+la+telara%C3%B1a.jpg" /></a> Una araña bajó del techo y me atrapó en sus redes. Por suerte una flor amiga, una aliada, vino a rescatarme. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-6099420670242324174?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-16355477896698776832009-11-11T06:57:00.000-08:002009-11-11T07:03:41.298-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvrRJsoXODI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9s3pxW7muQY/s1600-h/cenizo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402860667513813042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvrRJsoXODI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9s3pxW7muQY/s320/cenizo.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Cenizo es mi gato. Tiene el corazón hecho de cenizas. Por las noches, una llamita le da vida y, cuando el pecho le arde, sale a vagar por los techos. A la mañana siguiente, el corazón vuelve a apagarse en un profundo sueño. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-1635547789669877683?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-31445129106127702852009-11-03T15:22:00.000-08:002009-11-03T15:25:37.892-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvC7gb7jfHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9OfFPyNN0Dg/s1600-h/animales.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400022119144979570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvC7gb7jfHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9OfFPyNN0Dg/s320/animales.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Jirafas, murciélagos, elefantes, leones, hormigas, patitos y pájaros escapando de los hombres malos que quieren matar a los animales</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-3144512910612770285?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-61298133051919705032009-11-03T14:15:00.000-08:002009-11-03T14:16:10.930-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvCriVnzBaI/AAAAAAAAABs/6LmbWmTswUA/s1600-h/en+el+camino.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400004559625192866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvCriVnzBaI/AAAAAAAAABs/6LmbWmTswUA/s320/en+el+camino.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Viajar, siempre viajar, estar afuera de todos los adentros</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-6129813305191970503?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-24217163240072199252009-11-03T14:13:00.001-08:002009-11-03T14:14:16.802-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvCrGtRmHqI/AAAAAAAAABk/jvwsGGJ5AcA/s1600-h/naranjas+aviones+y+piratas.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400004084938186402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvCrGtRmHqI/AAAAAAAAABk/jvwsGGJ5AcA/s320/naranjas+aviones+y+piratas.jpg" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-2421716324007219925?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-18031885740004215582009-11-03T14:11:00.000-08:002009-11-03T14:13:05.382-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvCqweGMyNI/AAAAAAAAABc/7Z08DYK2FSY/s1600-h/un+pr%C3%ADncipe.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400003702906734802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvCqweGMyNI/AAAAAAAAABc/7Z08DYK2FSY/s320/un+pr%C3%ADncipe.jpg" /></a> Los príncipes salvan princesas y son felices en sus castillos. Algunas veces lloran.<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-1803188574000421558?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-16099839789973401732009-11-03T14:10:00.000-08:002009-11-03T14:11:36.770-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvCqhMcHVgI/AAAAAAAAABU/KlVpZJj9Qd4/s1600-h/mensajes+a+papa.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400003440468776450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvCqhMcHVgI/AAAAAAAAABU/KlVpZJj9Qd4/s320/mensajes+a+papa.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Estos son algunos de los mensajes que le escribí a papá cuando se fue al sur</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-1609983978997340173?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-90697730542742072572009-11-03T14:07:00.000-08:002009-11-03T14:09:33.533-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvCp5TLaiLI/AAAAAAAAABM/peIPzN5lIjs/s1600-h/el+extraterrestre.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400002755083012274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvCp5TLaiLI/AAAAAAAAABM/peIPzN5lIjs/s320/el+extraterrestre.jpg" /></a> No se si existen los extraterrestres pero me encantaría conocer su mundo lleno de estrellas<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-9069773054274207257?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-61578567243884529622009-11-03T14:03:00.000-08:002009-11-03T14:42:55.752-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvCo2-lqL0I/AAAAAAAAABE/CXqzqtGh4Dg/s1600-h/por+la+libertad1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400001615684579138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/SvCo2-lqL0I/AAAAAAAAABE/CXqzqtGh4Dg/s320/por+la+libertad1.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Cuando sea grande voy a luchar por la libertad. Ahí estamos San Martín, Belgrano, mi papá y yo para luchar por la libertad de la humanidad. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-6157856724388452962?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2147450438256837565.post-18127934366765131622009-11-02T06:36:00.000-08:002009-11-02T07:28:10.624-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/Su7u9_Jp1iI/AAAAAAAAAA8/j3CRUlEAto8/s1600-h/laurentino+dibujos.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399515751955158562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PMxTAAVyqIk/Su7u9_Jp1iI/AAAAAAAAAA8/j3CRUlEAto8/s320/laurentino+dibujos.jpg" /></a> <span style="color:#33ccff;">En mi cuarto duermen algunos de los dibujos que hago durante el día. Mamá con sus enormes pechos, papá a su lado. Yo arriba en una casa grande iluminada con un sol inmenso. </span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2147450438256837565-1812793436676513162?l=arte-laurentino.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>LAURENTINOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103482132717056453noreply@blogger.com2