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Pre-Venta + Pruebas coloridas

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¡Gente! Parto celebrando las llegadas de las pruebas de color y la entrega de los comics para el Viernes, con una tremenda oferta, de la mano de la gran gente de MYTHICA Ediciones. A través de su sitio, podrán acceder a una exclusiva PRE-VENTA, con despacho incluido a TODO CHILE.

La oferta dura sólo hasta este Domingo, por lo que si quieren tener este comic YA (enviado el día Lunes), revisen los detalles en su página o en nuestro sitio, y sólo hasta el DOMINGO 8.

Luego de esto, tendrán que esperar a los lanzamientos y la posterior venta en locales, pero de todas formas, ¿para que esperar? ¡Si hasta lo van a poder conseguir más barato!

[PRUEBAS Y ERRORES + ABAJO]

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I Got The Looks + Details

Dat cover.It’s been almost a year (A YEAR!) in the making, but today, finally, we are underway with the whole process of printing, color proofing and the likes. It will be ready for the end of May, but I’m yet to know the exact day/time/place for sure.

Also, this is the time when all the thing you thought were correct, looks like you can do it better, as in: moving a 0,5 pt line a few millimeters to the left or try to hide that 0,04% of the picture that maybe looks funny, sometimes. I used to dedicate lots of time to those kind of things, but I decided to let go. It’s not that I’m obsessed with the details, but as you go on, the gap between perfection and your current product begins to shorten, but it will NEVER be perfect. Because few things are. Instead, I focus on how and when are going to distribute it, on making a good campaign out of it and basically, DON’T FUCK THIS UP.

I really hope you enjoy what’s been going on as much as I have. Well, I’ve had my rage days, my homicidal days and my I-give-up-damn-you-all days. But it’s worth it.

Cheers!

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Another Day, Another Setting

Every now and then I find myself in need to change my habits, with a wide range of subjects to choose from: Eating, editing, dressing, workout and lately, settings while shooting habits.

The exercise I tried this time is to have a broad range, within a few limits to work on, thus forcing myself to be creative. At least that’s what I drafted out.

And so I went with two rather new lenses I bought and I’m still trying to see how they work, how I feel with them and what the images look like in a real, live environment with stuff happening all around me: the Sigma 70-200 2,8 (not the OS version) and the Tokina 11-16 2,8. The setting was the “Shearing Festival” in a small village about 100 kms away from Punta Arenas (in fact, the only village in a radio of 200 or so kms) that gathers loads of people from the countryside in a sheep shearing show, as well as “jineteadas”, that features a wild, untamed horse and a brave rider, all in argentinian countryside style clothing and the hope that the horse will jump a lot. They always do.

What was with the settings again? Right, the lenses and all. While shooting RAW, it is fairly easy to correct some mistakes you might fall into when working this way. For me, it was the first time working with two lenses in what I planned to be an all-around setup and it turned out quite well, although I wasn’t carrying any special backpack for the gear or anything, it felt a bit clumsy while trying to change lenses and not having the time to think about life, flowers or light diffraction. Good for now. More tests to come.

Enjoy and drop some lines! ;)

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Libros | Books

maquetaPara algunos que vieron a foto en Facebook o Instagram, acá les cuento la historia completa (no habrá lateo, lo juro).

Ya en Croacia y a pesar de siempre haber tenido pésimas notas en historia, me imaginé un libro de fotos sobre, justamente historia. Como no tengo el tiempo para descubrir nuevos hechos que me postulen a tener un magister o un doctorado, decidí ir por aquello que siempre tuve a la mano y que finalmente no se siente como algo del todo desconocido: Inmigración.

Claro, no fui yo quien emigró, no fui yo quien llegó del otro lado del mundo. tampoco fui yo quien escribió los libros ni mucho menos. Aun así, podría ser yo quien lo recopile y tome las fotos que no existen de todo esto, que fue la inmigración croata a Magallanes.

Con esta idea fija, junté a dos amigos y armé la maqueta en cuestión, para empezar a mover el cuento en FONDART y en gente que tiene plata y no sabe aún que quiere dármela.

Es un paso chico, es un primer paso, a la mitad de una marcha, de una carrera, de un paseo o de un gran salto.

Los escucho atentamente.

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Some of you already saw the images either in Facebook or Instagram and wanted to know the full story behind those 2 printed copies of a book-to-be. Sadly, for now, that book is only a mock-up, a “how it’s gonna look like” element for me to show to public fundings, and to people who are willing to give me their financial support and they don’t know yet.

The story goes like this: A year ago I left Croatia and came to Chile, hoping to gather information, people and fundings enough to make a book about the croatian immigration in chilean Patagonia. Loads of books already tell that story, some of them through the eyes of history, some others through their own eyes, however, none of them could exactly tell people here in Patagonia, and there in Croatia, how those two countries were in any way similar or different.

And that’s where I step in, with my camera, my lenses (one of them just broke in an ice-trekking last weekend) and my two legs.

It’s amazing how little things get higher perspectives when printed, when formalized, when taken seriously, when worked as a professional assignment, when you risk and take the jump and the seconds you spend on the air, suddenly transform into weeks, months, years, and back to seconds again.

I look forward to hear from you.

:)

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Winter Is Coming + Location and Talent Scout

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And the snow finally got here, down south, down to Patagonia.

I’ve been off this site for a long time and I feel like it’s a huge loss… See, I’m training to run a marathon in Torres del Paine NP down here, maybe some of you have heard of that park, it’s quite famous outside Chile (although we decided to let it burn since we don’t distribute enough money to maintain it) and alongside with that, we’ve been having some shitty time trying to print this months’s magazine

In the meantime, I’m organizing a comic and illustration fair to be held here, since we rarely get visits from other parts of the country and finally working on a year-long project that has been finally growing towards a more comfy direction (bigger reach, more work, more travel *yay*)

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Aluvión en PUQ | Día 3

Tarde terminó nuevamente este día. Lo más sorprendente es el tremendo sentido de dobles acontecimientos que logro percibir. Por un lado, no logro superar el hecho de que TODO el centro fue afectado por la inundación, de que hay tantos locales que no funcionan y que esto no va a verse igual en años.

Al mismo tiempo, nos esforzamos por volver a la normalidad -sea negándolo o aceptándolo- y todo pareciera funcionar, andar o, en su defecto, buscar su propia manera de sobrevivir y persistir.

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Aluvión en Punta Arenas | Día 2

Algo tarde despierta este día. Con esa ligera sensación de que nada calza y que es una perfecta oportunidad para darse licencias, como si de niños hubiera nevado demasiado, y todas las cosas que sobrepasan nuestras cabezas, sirven sólo para entretenernos.

Pero no. No esta vez. No cuando se siguen oyendo sirenas y camiones, y piedras y gente que no puede entrar a sus casas. El sentimiento familiar me transporta 2 años atrás, a un Chaitén desolado, destruído, pero con una llama de vida inextinguible, guiada por nuestro espíritu humano, llevada aun mas al extremo en lugares en donde el mundo pareciera ensañado a darnos la pelea, pero en donde la naturaleza guarda sus mejores evidencias de que nuestro tamaño es reducido y nuestra capacidad de asombro, inagotable.

El agua pasó. El lodo bajo ella y que queda amenazante se endurecerá, modificará nuestras calles, nuestros puentes y veredas; veremos como nacerá una ciudad de nuevo y olvidaremos la belleza de sonreír con barro en la cara y dolor en el corazón.

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Aluvión en PUQ | Dia 1

 

Hoy en la madrugada, se da la alarma de emergencia que 22 años atrás cumplió con recordarnos que la naturaleza sigue su curso, es mas fuerte que nosotros y, finalmente, nada podemos hacer contra ella. Lo que era una lluvia persistente y sin viento, hasta agradecida por algunos en la ciudad y muchos en el campo, dinamitó tierra suelta, arboles, troncos y otros detritos en lo alto del Río de Las Minas y trajo con su gran crecida estos elementos, algunos visibles, otros audibles y sus efectos -800 familias anegadas hasta la fecha, entre otros- se harán sentir por muchos días más.

La presente es una selección de las fotos tomadas hoy. Sigue lloviendo, mi ropa se seca lentamente y el lente sigue con condensación en el mecanismo interior. Pero somos felices. Somos Patagones.

Nota: Las imágenes de este post tienen licencia Creative Commons: ers libre de distribuirlas y utilizarlas SIN FIN COMERCIAL y  SIEMPRE Y CUANDO cites la fuente de origen (este blog) y el Autor (Mirko Vukasovic Morrison)

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Rodeo in the Patagonian Style

Basic things about the “rodeo” (down here we say rodéo, emphasizing the “E”): It’s a traditional Chilean sport from the colonial times that survived through these days.

Take a young cattle, two horses and two horsemen (called “collera”). Ride the cow three times and then race it through the rounded arena and smash the cattle with the horses into the borders of the corral. You hit the cow too close to the head? No points. Too close to the tail or legs? No points. Directly in the side? Up to 4 points. Repeat 3 times and you’re done, take your cow out and now entering the next “collera”, the next cattle and so on for like, easily, 3 hours.

I must say I am biased regarding this sport. Partly, because it represents loads of the colonial way that landlords and people from the country used to live together, partly because it’s of no use to hit a cow repeatedly and giving the animal no chance to either “win” or make a stand for itself. Mainly though, it seems so odd for me as a native from Patagonia, to observe these behaviors, dressings and everything rodeo-wise in an area that has nothing to do with it, either historically or culturally.

It’s a way, though, for families to enjoy, have fun and all. And here, in the vastness of the pampa, there’s room for everyone.

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