Svart’s voice

I’m writing very fast this very post.

Right now I am moving my files from my old (and beloved, yet obsolete) macbook to my new one, deleting some files,uploading some to the Cloud, gathering pics of pieces i consider worth publicizing into my Behance portfolio, finding so many lost memories..

And Svart came up all over this macbook. There are so much more pics of Svart than selfies of mine, or any other.

This is a voice recording of me and Svart singing along.

Ignore my voice’s flaws, i would erase it from the recording if I could, the point is to  listen to Svart. He matches the tone!!

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Una persona en 101 enunciados…8 años después

En 2008, los smartphones eran poco comunes en los grupos en los que me movía, Blackberry era el símbolo de estatus hecho celular, Facebook no tenía la trascendencia que ahora y no me quitaba tanto tiempo; podía estar hasta la madrugada escribiendo.

En 2008 escribí este post al que ahora cito.

Mi voz escrita suena tan diferente a la de aquel post. Mi otrora alegre y ligera tonada se ha vuelto más pesada. No escribir envejece. Escribir me parece, muy en especial ahora, un remedio contra el olvido la muerte.

101 enunciados está basado en el principio de asociación libre. No debe haber filtros ni pausas en el ejercicio hasta que se ponga punto a ciento un oraciones. No importa la conexión aparente o faltante entre enunciados, ni la unidad estilística. La censura a manera de edición no es una opción.

Veamos que aparece.

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Farewell devices

It has been already a month since he left.

Even now, I can’t find words to describe how it feels like. Most of we who remain left, identify sadness as the result of such an abrupt and sudden event… but there is a lot more going on there.

Specially now,  Lacan’s registers theory makes so much sense it hurts: Death, the Real Death is something that cannot be fully compress by the concept “death”. Death can not be catch in words neither images… not even to see how his body was buried makes me understand that Death happened to him.

This has been the first month in my life without my father. Despite the funeral, the tears, his absence at home, I don’t understand yet that he is dead.

It feels like a black hole of meaning has eaten him…

…but I won’t let him die completely.

My dad wanted me to be fluent in a foreign language so he taught me himself the basics of English when I was very little.

Dad was full of magic and rituals I subconsciously inherited, the result being this blog, my starting career as a visual artist, short stories I’ve written, and dozens of irrational behaviors I have.

Dad taught me that people can sense their Death coming; that ironically, even on this technological things can remain unknown, such as his cause of Death.

Dad, this life I have left, and the work I make goes in your honor, I won’t let you became a fading-away memory…

...I will tell your story and keep you alive the best I can.  Until I decide it’s time for me to die.

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Dad. Portrait’s sketch. Pencil on diary. 2016 /  Farewell device. Dad’s burial vault enclosing concrete in glass bottle. 2016

 

 

Té para la tristeza

Al finalmente sentarse aceptaba que, ningún papel tenía en esta serie de acontecimientos; que nada de lo que ella hiciera alteraría el aunucio que la bocina le daba.

Con el cuerpo semidescansado en el sofa, la serotonina comenzó a bajar, la noradrenalina casi desapareció. Los días de negro comenzaban.

Su cara envejeció. El sabor del día a día cambió.

Ni siquiera la presencia de quien ya no regresará le podría ayudar.

Ni esta receta lo hará: (Pero eso ella no tiene por qué saberlo)

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Té para la tristeza nocturna:

Este té es recomendado para jornadas largas de dolor. Ayuda a conciliar el sueño y  da un acento de suavidad y esperanza para la mañana siguiente:

Ingredientes

  • Una cucharada de flores secas de manzanilla
  • Agua
  • Leche de soya
  • Dos gotas de esencia comestible de vainilla.
  • Stevia o azucar (opcional)
  • Ventana o vela

Instrucciones:

  • Realizar una infusión con las flores de manzanilla. Colar los cuerpos de las mismas antes de depositarlos en la taza.
  • Calentar en estufa 100ml de leche de soya. Retirar antes del punto de ebullición y servir en la taza a una velocidad de 2 cms/seg.
  • Colocar las gotas de esencia de vainilla
  • Tomar té en un estado de silencio, de preferencia viendo el paisaje que ofrezca cuanquier ventana cercana o en caso de no haberla, la luz de una vela. Se recomienda ingerirlo en los últimos 5 a 7 minutos de vigilia del día.
  • En casos de extrema tristeza se recomienda añadir azucar o endulcorante al té.

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Por lo general, los vanitenses somos sobrios de posesiones (especialmente quienes por rara naturaleza no queremos podemos permanecer en sólo un lugar) sin embargo, gustamos de leer en abundancia y de tener casi libre disposición de consultar.

Hasta hace no mucho, esta contradicción (tener como máxima el Mínimo necesario pero aceptar e incluso promover la acumulación de ciertos bienes, como libros) era el ejemplo ideal que los profesores de lógica usaban para hacernos reflexionar sobre los límites de nuestra idiosincrasía:

«Es una contradicción lógica formal que, al mismo tiempo y bajo una misma relación, se dé y no se dé en un mismo sujeto, un mismo atributo. Que se idealice el ser austero, pero se anhele la acumulación es una contradicción»

Para calma de todos, apareció el eReader, un dispositivo que reconcilia en apariencia estas dos premisas, o al menos, la lleva a un nuevo nivel: la posesión física es única pero múltiple en sus posibilidades digitales.

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Quizá porque todos sabíamos que esta era una contradicción que hacia temblar nuestra ideología, y nos sentimos reconfortados en la simulación de la posesión única, los eReaders están en voga.

Para nosotros nómadas, es además de un grial de la no contradicción, un posibilitador de la movilidad y un reductor de gastos, pues, en un regreso a la amabilidad social, muchas personas comparten a manera de .pdf, libros que fueron parte de su cotidianidad.

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Despedirse

Estas palabras son diferentes de….

estas palabras (que escribo en libertad)

Porque fueron hechas en el lugar de paso que me permitió dar un paso más hacia mi sueño a cambio de mi tiempo

Por casi un año dediqué a convertir en oficio uno de mis pasatiempos. Como resultado recibí seguridad a cambio de rentar mi identidad.

Gracias

aunque fue muy, muy divertido, espero no tener que regresar.

Bye

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Cutting off the paths

The grieve  period is over and is time to start again. These are my last days as a obedient soul who has no path of her own.

Today I´m a step closer to complete my dreams: mornings of coffee and readings, followed by few hours of teaching, full nights of painting and drawing, with eventual social gatherings. Residences abroad.

Pain is necessary as well as worth it, makes you stronger and enables you economically, but it brings wether lust for money  or fear to lose the stability and might eventually eat your essence.

Now that is still time to do it, I finnish this deal before it reduces me into a hint of what I am.Back on my path and she is here to help me prove this time , I can take care of her as well as I continue this road.

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My new partner (yet to be named) listening a
musical recommendation made 
by someone experienced on this matters. 
BTW: I tried to leave a remainder of Margarita at someone else's house and 
it worked but became so purple-black is 
hard to tell is the same partner I had

 

Proving to be an adult, based on plants

Time comes to all to become fullständig people (aka. adults), to be in charge of your own living and to learn how to face the everyday with arguments.

We have in Vanita a special ritual to prove you’ve earned the to be a fullständing person. To enable a relationship with a plant by growing it, eat and drink it. This proves both, that you’ve learn how to take care of someone and that you know how to harvest without killing.

The relationship you enable with your plant is the most real of all a complete commensal relationship.

Those, you can’t grow an onion, ginger, carrots, etc, cuz eventually you’ll kill them, therefore the most recommended plants to grow are tea-infusion plants and aromatic plants.

And when the time came for me to prove I’m a complete adult I chose a Peppermint plant which I lovingly named Margarita.

According to Gardening: Know how, Peppermint is known for it’s thirst and it’s intolerant character. It’s a very demanding plant whose branches would fall down with one morning of oblivion/omission. It demands wheater for you to be at home every single day, ask your roomate to water her or take her with you when you leave (yes, Margarita is a she).

Seems that there are 2 kind of peppermints: the black one, deep green colored on her leaves and the white one, which is light green, just as Margarita is.

I started growing here since a few days ago, but sadly when I came back today from my night out stand with an aihamean boy Margarita had passed out, like this.

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Margarita in her best shape, a few days ago

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Margarita’s actual state…. wonder if she´d make it throught the night :/

Chances are that I might take her with me each single night i planned not to come back, to water her, to enable the relationship with her, and release my colds, my stomach pains and preassure problems if she survives long enough so her leaves become a cup of tea.

#vanitianlikebreakfast

Breakfast as it literally sounds the meal that interrupts a fast time. It`s frequency consumption talks with eloquence about people’s feeding and aesthetics beliefs.

As I wrote before, there has been a new trend in Guromnidas called #vanitianlikebreakfast which consist in reduce the guromnian breakfast’s regular intake and add more fruits to it.

As a vanitian I do feel flattered by this trend,which considers vanitian values as worth imitating, however and despite it’s appearance, this trend doesn’t make justice to our aesthetic beliefs.

In Guromnidas, breakfast is considered as the most important meal of the day and is eaten every morning.

This ordinary thought is actually  perceived by most vanitians as something highly rude towards the living creature that lies dead on the plate. Hierarchy between foods-corpses is something out of the question. By (vanitian) common sense, a  live-corpse can`t be more important than other. The corpse that lies in brekfast isn’t more important that the body that lies at dinner and so on.

Plus, and since breakfast it is taken with a diary frequency, food (corpses) is taken for granted as something that fulfills the human needs as the most important (anthropocentrism). As a vanitian is highly rude to consume food daily (that doesn’t apply to guromnians or others though) this is why most of all are slim as result.

Thus and since guromnian breakfast implies hierarchy and anthropocentrism by its high frequency, this kind of breakfast only seems to focus on imitate the amount we eat at once. Huge portions aren’t allowed, the amount of lives needed to maintain ours is settled to the minimum possible so we avoid bossy and dominating thoughts towards life.

This is why we eat the smallest amount of food possible with no frequency settled. What is called #vanitianlikebreakfast is actually our main meal (all of them are), the one we eventually take when the body claims for it (maybe once each 3 days depending on the vanitian).

However we do consume coffee 3 times a day, with soy milk.

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Example of the vanitian trend in Guromnidas. Traditional Guromnnian breakfast.

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Traditional vanitian breakfast. Coffee with soy milk and maybe something else.

new guromnian vanita inspired breakfast

New trendy #vanitianlikebreakfast

Black-coffee

A typical famelicum breakfast.

My meal.. i had it like 1 week ago, and might repeat it tomorrow… since i have left half of a paron and a grapefruit from yesterday