Federico Garcia Lorca (public elementary school in Valencia) |
In Spain
scooters are widely popular. That was one of the first things I noticed when I
arrived here. Actually, on the sidewalk of our building there are always two of
them parked. The brand of one of them is “Habana” and it is written on the
frontal-left part of the scooter. The other thing that caught my attention was
the fact that this bike is ALWAYS parked next to a sidewalk drain which has the
year of 1987 stamped on it. I guess the city made some type of construction
project in this area that year or something like it. I am not sure at all. I
just know I was born in Habana in 1987, and every time I pass by this place it
gives me a funny feeling.
Among all the things I packed to take with me to
Valencia I knew I had to bring books. I love reading, but I
also had to bring lots of things that I knew I was going to need for my time
here. I had to make a selection of a few books I wanted to bring, and they had
to be small. I only brought 3. One was the most complete written biography of
Jose Marti by Jorge MaƱach, the second one was “En el Corazon de un poeta” by
Pablo Neruda, and the 3rd one was “Antologia poetica by Ruben Dario”.
I love reading poetry, and knew these books were a good pile for entertainment.
Ruben Dario was a Nicaraguan poet of the 20th Century. He was one of
the most important Hispanic poets of his time. Before coming to Valencia I was given the address I had go once I landed here.
When given the address I did not noticed one thing until I was here. The address where I am living in Valencia is “Ruben Dario 38”.
I like to run as part of my exercise routine. Since the
beginning of my life in Tallahassee, living at the Alumni Village I run a couple
of days a week around the village. Every now and then while I am running
through the village I see Middle Eastern guys from the village playing cricket
on the field. For me that was just something new as many things that I have
seen and experienced in Tallahassee since I
arrived there. The curious thing is that during my daily running routine here
in Valencia,
while I was running around an empty parking lot, there were Middle Eastern guys
playing cricket as well. Since the beginning of my stay in Valencia
I did noticed that there was a considerable population from that region of the
world living in my block and all over Spain.
I don’t know which country they come from specifically, but I do know how to
recognize them, and it is from their facial features. I like to think these are
coincidences even though it could easily be globalization.
Last but not least has to do with my art practice and the
research I am doing these days as part of a development in my art process. I
have been looking and studying at different artist from every where. Since I am
in Spain I have
been confronted with the local art and this has been another tremendous
experience. Looking at what other people from this region of the world, from
the same generation as I am are doing is an absolutely mind blowing and opening
experience. One of the classes I am taking here is a studio class. They call it
“project class” and it is a class students take at the end of their Bachelors,
as a way of preparing and making their final works, or projects. I really enjoy
it there, for the environment is so versatile. During one of those classes we
went to visit a museum where there were recent artworks from emerging Valencian
artists. It was “Centro del Carmen” which is the Fine
Art museum of Valencia,
and used to be the Fine Art building of the Polytechnic University of Valencia.
As a matter of fact, our professor studied there when he was in his 20’s. When
we enter the museum there were several exhibitions going on at the same time
and one of them was a very well presented retrospective of the very famous
Cuban artist Amelia Pelaez (one of the most prolific artist of the 20th
century in Cuba
along Wifredo Lam and others). My admiration and respect for her work comes
from way back when I started drawing as a kid. I had never seen a retrospective
of her paintings personally and always wanted to. It was a magnificent feeling being inside a
room filled with major works of an artist you admire in chronological order. At
this point I did not care if this was a coincidence or not. All I know I was
enjoying every corner of her work.
One of the inside gardens at "Museum of Carmen" |
Hi helena, thank you for your advice, but what does that have to do with my post?
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