Monday, May 31, 2010
I was truly impressed by Gabriel Orozco's show at MOMA, but particularly, the piece where he is pressing fresh clay in his hands, opening and showing the shape of a heart in front of his body. It's so great, so visceral and so real. http://4.media.tumblr.com/grgM9l4yckqnyzt1MlQ2rLvYo1_500.jpg
Last week I picked up this piece of wire from the road and thinking of that beautiful piece I wound it around to form of a heart. Which happens to be one of the symbols that I keep using over and over again. Why? I am not sure.
When we first came to Todos Santos in Southern Baja California we were told that the most important feature of our new environment, was that here "Nature is king". It has taken a couple of years for us to really understand what that meant. Nature starts creeping into your skin, into your body and your soul. The desert surrounds us, the ocean roars,a big fat full moon came up a couple of days ago and lit our way and down our street there is a beautiful field full of almost ripe tomatoes.
My mind can weave itself in the cocoon of my own thoughts. There, it is safe and protected... suddenly something starts moving within me. An unbearable sense of sprouting, of bursting, breaks through the skin of my own awareness. A thousand times a day.
I can only answer this question by what I see and what I feel. Take this photograph of a found discarded object. By now you all know how I get incredible satisfaction out of discovering an old piece of metal and giving it a totally new context in life. My last trip to the "basurero", after a frantic call from my friend Flora, was truly amazing. She wanted me to come quick because the scrap metal guy was about to come to pick up "los fierritos" and she wanted to make sure I had a chance to select before he picked them up. There were incredible finds, there were metal stars, interesting contorted pieces of wire, screens, circles, interesting engine parts, wild refrigerator coils, amazing stuff. What a delight! But how this translate into art. Is it the transformation of the object, the actual application of the medium, or, the final presentation of it all. For me Art is all of the above. From the moment I lay eyes on the forgotten object, to the delight of working with it, the imagination running wild while finding a setting for the object, the application of the melted wax, the incorporation of the words, the observation, the editing, and being absorbed while becoming one with the artwork...
After four months of intensive creative activity within our ARTS group (http://www.artistsoftodossantos.com), my soul craved for creative privacy. Most of the events I am talking about had to do with the organization of Art exhibitions, artist talks, attending art events, giving workshops and having our first Artist Studio Tour in Todos Santos. While all this was highly rewarding, at a given point I wanted to run and lock myself in my studio (hard to do since it's outdoors...) but the point is, that the soul started to crave the creative process. Getting to smell the wax, get those brushes loaded with the clear stuff and then make markings, lots of them... YES mark the surface. Changing a simple piece of wood into something worn with character like our bodies and our lives. So I made it, I am in the studio starting the process, looking forward to developing the content for my new series which will include photographic content.
Monday, May 10, 2010
En México el Día de las Madres siempre se ha celebrado el 10 de Mayo. En Estados Unidos se celebra siempre el segundo Domingo de Mayo para evitar que caiga en día de trabajo. Hoy es 10 de Mayo y como tal, recuerdo a mi madre "Julieta" a quien llevo en mi corazón desde el dia que murió hace ya casi 21 años. Siempre le sonrió a la vida y adoró el ser Madre, suerte para mi hermana Julieta y para mí. Recuerdo su inolvidable sonrisa, su fortaleza femenina y su corazón sin fondo.
Last Friday I had one of the most powerful experiences in my whole life. I went to a "breathing circle" led by Shakti. It was held at the Cachorra beach at sunset. The light at that time of day is beautiful. The waves were crashing with serenity but carrying loads of strength. While I closed my eyes I felt water gushing within me, fluid massive movements, energy circulating through my body. It was only the beginning of an incredible experience about to happen. The circle was blessed, candles placed, our bodies smudged and instructions on breathing given by our facilitator, Shakti. What happened next I won't even try to describe but it was a mindblowing experience. Energy traveling through my body, taking me to a place where I had never been. There is definitively much to learn about our essence, the divine, the universe and everything that surrounds us.
Bambina sits at her view tower, checking to see if something moves in her neighborhood. Perhaps a neighbor with their dog at their side on a casual walk, or a wild horse searching for something to eat or... the unfortunate site of a small lizard "a mighty catch". Whatever the day brings is entertaining for her.