Borges Vivo en Kodama

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Dejando de Lado la Desidia…

Una de mis brillantes ideas para éste año fue ponerme las pilas en cuánto a varios de mis tantos hábitos abandonados gracias a los deberes y las rutinas diarias que se adquieren cuando uno se convierte en padre de familia y proveedor. No por nada se llaman obligaciones, y éstas como consecuencia – al menos en mi caso – me convirtieron poco a poco en una persona que se mantenía posponiendo todo aquello que antes me brindaba sosiego. Simplemente no me daba el tiempo.

Para dejarme de pretextos, como comienzo opté por enfocarme en la lectura y valientemente me impuse como reto leer 50 libros este año 2016, utilizando como herramienta de monitoreo la aplicación Goodreads, la cual es excelente para cualquier lector, desde los más relajados hasta los más voraces. El año pasado mi meta fue de 30, y no la alcancé, así que subí la cantidad nada más para demostrarme a mí misma que no soy tan ‘chafa’ como parezco y que me tengo que aplicar más.

Hasta ahora llevo 24 libros leídos. Estoy incluyendo en mi lista los libros que leo durante las noches con mis hijos, y los que utilizo en mi salón de clases, siempre y cuándo los lea de principio a fin. Por ejemplo, tendré que eliminar Esperanza Renace ya que solamente alcancé a leer tres capítulos con mi alumna, y francamente prefiero leer otras cosas ahora que ha concluído el ciclo escolar y tengo dos meses y medio de vacaciones. No me interesa invertir mi tiempo en nada que me recuerde al trabajo.

El placer de la lectura, o de hacer lo que a uno le gusta, se obtiene no solamente de la acción orgánica, sino de poder compartir los resultados obtenidos con mentes afines con quienes se pueda crear un intercambio de ideas. Tengo amigos con quienes puedo durar horas hablando de cine, de libros, de arte, etc. Mi hermano y yo hemos pasado gratos momentos embebidos en conversaciones acerca de música. Me gusta aprender de otros y escuchar sus opiniones y posturas. Dejarse arrastrar por el ritmo de vida acelerado que se lleva hoy en día se hace a expensas de la plenitud de mente y espíritu, y de compartir ese goce con los que nos rodean.

Me he dedicado a tratar de  mantener un diario de lo que voy leyendo. Hace poco me puse a leer lo que llevaba escrito hasta ese entonces, y me sorprendí al leer mis anotaciones. En ese registro estaba plasmado mi proceso mental de aquel momento y se me hizo muy curioso, como si fuera un nuevo descubrimiento. Se va uno conociendo mejor cuando se ve desde afuera. Tal vez por eso escribo aquí también. No espero que nadie me lea, ni mucho menos que aprueben de lo que hago, pero como ejercicio de autoconciencia puede ser bastante terapéutico.

Sebastian at the EPMA

The  Mexican artist Sebastian is currently exhibiting at the El Paso Museum of Art, and I had been planning to go see his work for some time. The museum was also promoting an event called Spark Discussions. This is a new initiative in which docents are available to provide information about the artwork in the various exhibits around the gallery the second Saturday of every month. This past weekend I paid a visit to check out both events.

Elizabeth Summer is one such docent, and she very kindly gave me a personal tour of the European Exhibit paintings. Although an art enthusiast, I am also a novice when it comes to art history, so having her there to explain the intricacies and details of  some of the paintings was very enlightening. Who knew that George Washington hated posing for portraits? Unfortunately, she was only available for half an hour because she had another tour; nevertheless, I really enjoyed the guided visit, and am looking forward to doing it again next month.

I did not know much about Sebastian – whose real name is Enrique Carbajal – other than he is an artist whose most prominent works include the sculpture Cabeza de Caballo, or “Caballito” in Mexico City, and of course the Monumento a la Mexicanidad in Juarez, most commonly known to many of us as “la X”. I soon learned, though, that he is not just a sculptor but uses other art forms as well. Displayed around the hall are various creations that range from replicas of his sculptures to drawings, architectural models, and even silver jewelry.

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Although most of Sebastian’s work originates from scientific disciplines such as mathematical and geometrical compositions, he also displays sculptures that imitate organic constructions which happen in the natural world.

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New Person, Same Old Mistakes…

 

I can just hear them now
“How could you let us down?”
But they don’t know what I found
Or see it from this way around
Feeling it overtake
All that I used to hate
Wonder what if we trade
I tried but it’s way too late
All the signs I don’t read
Two sides of me can’t agree
When I breathe in too deep
Going with what I always longed for

Feel like a brand new person
(But you make the same old mistakes)
I don’t care I’m in love
(Stop before it’s too late)
Feel like a brand new person
(But you make the same old mistakes)
I finally know what is love
(You don’t have what it takes)
(Stop before it’s not too late)
(I know there’s too much at stake)
(Making the same mistakes)
And I still don’t know why it’s happening
(Stop while it’s not too late)
And I still don’t know

Finally taking flight
I know you don’t think it’s right
I know that you think it’s fake
Maybe fake’s what I like
Point is I have the right
I’m thinking in black and white
I’m thinking it’s worth the fight
Soon to be out of sight
Knowing it all this time
Going with what I always longed for

Feel like a brand new person
(But you make the same old mistakes)
I don’t care I’m in love
(Stop before it’s too late)
Feel like a brand new person
(But you make the same old mistakes)
I finally know what is love
(You don’t have what it takes)
(Stop before it’s not too late)

Man, I know that it’s hard to digest
But baby this story ain’t so different from the rest
And I know it seems wrong to accept
But you’ve got your demons, and she’s got her regrets
And I know that it’s hard to digest
A realization is as good as it gets
And I know it seems hard to accept
But you’ve got your demons, and she’s got her regrets
But you’ve got your demons, and she’s got her regrets

Feel like a brand new person
So how will I know that it’s right?
In a new direction
So how will I know I’ve gone too far?
(Stop thinking that the only option was)
Feel like a brand new person
I finally know what it’s like
(Stop thinking that the only option was)
So how will I know I’ve gone too far?
(Stop thinking that the only option was)
And I know it’s hard to describe
(Stop thinking that the only option was)
So how will I know that it’s right?

Tame Impala

Children

Children

And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, ‘Speak to us of Children.’

And he said:

Your children are not your children.

They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.

They come through you but not from you,

And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts.

For they have their own thoughts.

You may house their bodies but not their souls,

For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.

For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.

The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.

Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;

For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.

by Khalil Gibran