Sunday, May 31, 2009

I choose art....

I don't really into neither politics nor religious themes, so from the leads what attracted me the most was Mendoza's work.
I consider myself as an art lover, every time I find an opportunity I like to go to some artistic place. Among all the artistic expression I prefer plastics arts and specifically painting. From what I've said you'll probably infer that I have some artistic skills, but your wrong, apart of dancing I don't have the smallest aptitude for arts. I can't even draw the simplest flower of a garden. In contrast I praise myself of having some knowledge and some taste for paintings.
From each era I have my preferred artists:



from the Renaissance or realism I have Rembrandt with his amazing "The Night Watch"



the impressionism Monet and Gauguin



the cubism Pablo Picasso and my Cuban idol Wilfredo Lam



and recently Roberto Fabelo and my personal friend Ernesto Esteves.
As you can see my taste is diverse, indeed I appreciate the work of whoever that is original and talented. I think this is the case of Mendoza who in my opinion has been influenced by different artists. In facts you can see glimpses of Picasso techniques and Botero's figure aesthetic, however he had the ability of blend them to create a genuine product. 3SOME is my favorite it remembers me, I don't know why, to a Cuban painter who was also my neighbor: Manual Mendive. Anyway, I'd like to hear about him very soon in the highest artistic community. So, good luck Mendoza.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

A Wajiro in NY

In life there's things that seems to be beyond you real world, things that you always dream about but never imagine them becoming truth. There's images, scenarios and situations that appears to be created only for watching them through a 42" frame. NY city have been recreated so many time in the history of media that you can idealize it. In fact, every single relevant event narrated by the cinematography industry uses NY as scenario. If there's a nuclear war is in NY where it begins, if aliens attack is NY the first target, if a terrible pandemic disease threats the humankind is not hard to find out where the outbreak took place, NY.

Visiting NY was the most exiting thing that I've done. For me being there was like to participate in an movie, all those skyscrapers and old buildings mixed together, thing that I recalled many times from lots of film, made me fell as if a was in a sketch. Was just there, right next to Empire state building, where I acknowledge the greatest of the mankind. I felt so insignificant standing aside it and at the same time I realized that there's nothing impossible for men to accomplish.

There was 4:00 pm when we finished our daily labor. The car that we had rented in lunch time was waiting impatiently for us, that black Nissan Sentra looked great for our purpose, fuel efficient and cheap, however we turn concerned when we inspect its inner space. We were four in a trip of more than twenty hour and staying in that reduce space for than long, could cause us a claustrophobic sensation. Anyway, there were no choice rather than stand that situation or quit on our trip, of course the second one was unacceptable.


Only stopping by my house to pick up our luggage, we hit the road around 5 pm; heading north in the I-95 interstate road, starting what could be one of the longest days of my life. Was July 3th and we were planing to arrive to our destination, more than one thousand miles away from our starting point, by July 4th no later than noon, so we had to economize the stops and leave then only for eating or going to bath.
Leaving Florida was literally a pain in the ass, took us almost six hours to see the big poster announcing "Welcome to Georgia". Florida is not only the longest state in the eastern coast is also the most boring one. The other states passed without major problems, the only thing that impress me was the weather change; the temperature became nicer as we were advancing toward north. I think that it was the reason why the vegetation turned greener and higher; we started seeing Pine trees, something that in Florida is rare to find.
Georgia, South and North Carolina, Virginia and the others went through within an aye blink until when.... finally, after 21 hours over our shoulder and without sleeping in all that long the first traffic signal with a big "New York"appeared, we were there and no of us could believe it.



Definitely we were tired more than 24 hour awake is not an easy one, but the adrenaline generated from the fact of seeing in the distance the Statue of Liberty was enough for keeping our eyes wide open. I still remember when I saw it, I yelled the loudest "Cojo......" ever.



Finally, we reached our destination point, an old building made of bricks, located in a picturesque zone of Queens not to far from the metro station. The building had the typical suburbial newyorkian style, six or seven floors, the air conditioner machines hanging out from the windows and of course an old rusted external fire stair.
After taking a short nap, we went to the metro station planing to take the train toward Manhattan. There where the real story began. I had never seen before so many buildings together, all of them reaching or exceeding 40 floors, I felt completely overwhelmed. I couldn't help taking photos at every single skyscraper , I had to immortalize that moment no matter what. People stared at us, presumably because of our funny attitude. Every body noticed that we didn't belong to there, we were there "Los Wajiros".
Unfortunately the moment of going back to town arrived, sooner than we expected. I said town because that's what Miami is compared to NY. Back in Miami without any inconvenient and tired as hell, I felt a mixture of joy and melancholy for living my dream so intense but at the same time waking up too soon.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Celibacy, is really god's intention?

Although I' not affiliated to any religion, I have always been surrounded by people who follows one or another religion. Most of them were christian, reason why I've acquired some knowledge about that religion and the Bible.
As far as I know, there's no place in the Bible where God suggests or demands to men to be celibate, in contrast he is always proclaiming the necessity for men to be accompanied. God's , according to the Bible is a God of love an mercy, and what greater demonstration of love than a man a a woman loving each other. In fact, two apostles and many popes were married.
I've seen recently the photos taken to father Alberto with a woman at Miami beach. The hole thing have risen a big controversy among Hispanic community. The uproar was so big that motivates me to see the interview given by father Alberto to, if I recall right, Univision tv channel. I saw the interview and that priest hit a homerun, he kick the interviewer and the uptight clerical community asses. I was so impressed with how he has dealt with this issue, he admit without reservation that he's in love with that woman, and made clear that he's not regretted.
He pronounced in the interview, one of the most deep reflexions that I've heard about catholic church and the Vatican, he said: "I'm a twentieth one century priest enclosed in a seventieth century institution".
I think that's to much noise for such a natural thing though. Lets the poor men do whatever he wants to, anyways he doesn't do any harm. We should be relieved because he's messing with a woman instead with a child, that's what is outrageous.
At the end, I think that is precisely this stupid celibate rule what is causing the outbreak of those pedophilia cases. Vatican should shut down that rule and they'll see how those twisted conducts disappears. Sexual repression is what fuels depravity and pedophilia.

If you have time and know some Spanish, I suggest you to take a look at this video. You'll enjoy it.




By the way Natasha, your post made me feel as if I was reading a cosmo or a people magazine, LOL...... Very gossip style.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

I'm not Marco Polo but I trying to....

Marco Polo is known for his numerous journeys, so for anyone who loves to travel he is like a traveling super hero
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This is me in one of my marcopolians journeys, I think I don't have to specify the location where I'm standing. I went there to see a friend, unfortunately I only reached his backyard in an effort to see him. Apparently he was occupied doing something important, I don't know what yet.

You have his picture above, jajajajaja, do you know him?