I have not stopped and looked at "things" since a long while ago. I stopped looking at the small, lovely, magical details that surround us. The apparent triviality of a rose. The kitsch of a sunset. The little wonders of life. Stopped voluntarily as I stopped reading fiction. That was years ago. Too much reality after, slowly I´m making this huge effort to stop, look and find some petit things that are wonderful just to look at. Fiction is also attractive somehow. I think that this looking and finding is somewhat fictions that I find on my daily life. So welcome all these little things. Back.

FONTAINEBLEAU inspiration

I realized some days ago that this painting has been in my mind since I can remember. My father had these very fine art books that I somehow browsed in frequently. One day I scratched the paintings according to my taste, crossing the plates out with a giant X if i disliked or a check mark if it pleased me. This painting was so ambiguous. Why is she holding the other's lady nipple? Somehow disturbing. A few weeks ago, I remembered this and decided that i will make a tableaux vivant with this image, re-creating it and video & photographing it. I think it belongs to the line of thought that my work deals with the alter ego and the notion of beauty in contemporary society.

celebration

these are the remains of the day... a wonderful celebration, lovely blue sky and turquoise sea...
the best party...

mourning

I can´t - even in my deepest thoughts and feelings - imagine how the families of the 30 something people killed -students mostly- feel now. You send your kids to school every morning, hoping you will see them at noon. You send your kids to college and they just get killed by a wacko nobody noticed, that had severe issues of violence, sickness, weirdess, etc.

Many ideas come to mind. It makes me think of how we sometimes prefer not to get involved on issues. Many of the teachers of this crazy guy did notice violence in his words and attitude. Why nothing was done? Did he pay his tuition promptly? Is that all that matters? I can´t help thinking on the interests institutions and people have. It is obviously a hard thing to point out extreme people, specially in a country where we are so aware of issues of discrimination and racism. But I want to believe, for the sake of the future, there has to be a way of protecting, controlling and scanning for possible major unstabile persons.

The reactions in tough situations are also so delicate. How did Virginia Tech not implement some safety measures to the rest of the students after the first two killings? Why did they wait two hours? How could he go to the TV channel meantime and send the video, etc.... and then come back. How come he could go back in...

How safe is safety? How is security an issue to be implemented in schools, universities etc???? How do we separate the security issue from the paranoia? .... How come things like this happen only in USA? Violence exists all around but these extreme sick murder cases - Columbine, etc... only happen here. How come there are still supporting the permisive laws for weapon buying? When is the government going to stop promoting violence by supporting violent wars, preaching about them? etc... I just have no words and too many questions.

My deepest prayers go to the families and the unfortunate that got killed.
We are definetly living in the era of fear.

max's new lego creation and photographs

ipod & walkman

when i was 14 i got a red sony walkman from my dad. it was a revelation. my kids got for their birthdays two ipods nano, from my dad as well. it is a new revelation. they both stayed in their pijamas listening to all the songs they asked for in their ipods.
A. danced until she fell asleep from exhaustion. Massimo doesn´t answer anymore. They are absort, discovering a life of their own... yet so small ...
i explain to M. that they are sooo lucky to have so many things at such an early stage in their lives. Im glad though they are not yet into the computer-playstation era. I will delay it as much as i can.
but music is a different story, it introspects your mind and makes you go places, oh the places you´ll go!!!!

blossoming

my kids turning 8 and 5, spring in depth, life´s good.

museo alejandro otero

This is an installation view of my past exhibition at Museo Alejandro Otero. it closed last sunday, march 11.
Also, I am posting the invitation card.
Just for the record!

devendra -light as a feather

Nothing better on a saturday morning than waking up to Devendra Banhardt´s music. I just adore the way he sings.

it seems eternity

I have been away for almost a year. Not that I dont have anything to show or say, just lack of time.

no need to write

its been almost two months.
ive had no need to write, no will to blog,
no time to nothing
so,
here it goesssssss
THE WORST POSSIBLE BLOG
GOES
AWAY

a simple SPT

three rings for the elven kings under the sky

thinking about how we wear objects that we take for granted. this symbolizes union, faith, love, togetherness.
i shall be aware more often

SWEDISH PROVERB

I FOUND IT SOOO BEAUTIFUL

FEAR LESS, HOPE MORE
EAT LESS, CHEW MORE
TALK LESS, SAY MORE
HATE LESS, LOVE MORE
ALL GOOD THINGS WILL BE YOURS

SPT with tags of 4 questions/ some of me

NENUFAR beautiful plant that grows on the surface of the water. it defines my un-stability and my sempiternal disposition to try to blossom even on extreme insecurity situations



SHADOW as Mr. Friedlander, master photographer I cast my shadow, I am earth, I am me, and I can be anyone

ok. no more of my artwork in the blog. i decided so because of 4 reasons:
1-. no feedback comes
2-. no security towards copyright
3-. possible problems with my gallerists/collectors
4-. anticipating to my upcoming solo show next fall at Museo Alejandro Otero, I might as well create some expectations...

so,
I decided to keep on blogging ( was seriously considering cutting it off, but, i really like it, so... ) thought of being cautelous on some realms of my life, specially the one that involves my artwork.

I also decided to jump on the tags that i find interesting. its a different way to self portrait one self with words.. so ill give it a try.

I SAW ON REDCURRENT ( sorry, still don´t know how to hypertext on blogs ) the tag of 4 ( as it can be seen above, I also added some new tag called 4 reasons for something- doing or not doing)


Here goes mine :

4 jobs Ive had
-serving breakfast-best croissants in NYC- at the hungarian pastry shop
-exhibitions coordinator at Museo de Arte Contemporáneo de Caracas Sofía Imber and at CIFO (15 years apart)
-preschool art teacher at Plymouth Preschool ( Miami)
-Black and White Printer for Ellen Von Unwerth ( NYC)

4 places I´ve lived
-NYC new york city
-CCS caracas
-MIA miami
_BCN barcelona, spain

4 places I´ve vacationed
-London, England
-Choroní, Venezuela
-Valle De Loire, France
-Napoli, Italia

4 favourite dishes
-pizza from NAPOLI, all other pizzas in the world I can eat, but this is sublime, fabulous!
-also from NAPOLI, the one and only MOZARELLA DI BUFFALA DI CAMPANIA. only fresh in site. best of best... if you haven´t eat it there, you haven´t tried mozarella¡¡!!!
-arepa con queso guayanés y aguacate, venezuelan typical white corn bread filled ( muffin shaped) yummie!!!!
-CHOCOLATE Fondue with strawberries, or only chocolate, better.

4 sites I visit daily ( sorry again for not linkin´)
-redcurrent
-papeis por todos os lados
-la vie en rose
- oops, only 3... since I don´t have too much free time to browse blogs.

Ok

This is my new bloggin´attitude
Let´s see if I get any results.
I will also post a corner of my house.

Good mood today :) Tuesdays are also my YOGA days...best!

so, who cares?

I´ve been reflecting upon this blog thing. Who reads my blog if I don´t give the address to anyone I know? Why do I want to share with myself some more diary-like stuff when I always have my diary to fill in thoughts and stories about me?
Why do we have the need to show-express-reveal our selves to the blackness unknown of foreign eyes? I suddenly felt the SPT was twisting more to a competition of who gets more private, who takes the best picture, who gets posted, who gets linked...
why do we want to be the best ones? the best designed site? the best post? the better written? the most interesting? the most private? creative? these issues are food for thought. i still don´t have any elaborated thoughts on this, just questions that have arisen lately, while browsing.

here goes my pic of the week. its part of the new work.so, who cares?

spt no memory

It may sound strange, but I can't recall too many memories from my past. This is also much to be said, I don't have memory of my childhood ( I ignore if this is trauma or not) It all seems as blurry as my future when I try to see what will my life be like.
I'm so sorry I can't remember small details or big events. I just know things from my life that people have told me from their memories of me. So the version of me that I have, is like when someone takes a photograph of you or when you photograph yourself, a .... only a subjective partial side is perceived.
No way in to my laberinth.
No way out.

no internet, no spt

Amazing to live without internet.
Sad that we depend on this to work, think and play.
Anyway, here is my one day late SPT
a small abstraction of me.

happy emails to me

here they are, a list of some of the emails i got for my bday!
many people remembered!
feel connected.
it was somehow a happy bday week
finally...

self portrait birthday tuesday

another year that day

frustration on blog procedures

I CANT LINK
IT IS SOO HARD FOR ME TO UNDERSTAND THE LINK PROCESS
( Thank you a sweet life (here goes the link, supposedly) for time and patience explaining) but it seems I can only loose hours trying to figure it out.

Computers get on my nerve. We need them, use them, expect from them but they are soooooooo uneasy to use, you need to know so many procedures in order to have them work appropiately for you. too much effort. that's why i say technology is way behind human capacity. By now, we should be able to think on wanting something done in the computer ( like linking on blogs) and there should a be a fast one butto-action to do.

ARGHHHHH