Archive for March, 2008

Ben Harper – Walk Away (Live) Good Quality

March 31, 2008 at 3:30 pm 1 comment

MEDEA from Pasolini

Medea, Pasolini, Google images

I´ve just recently saw Pasolini´s film (1969) based on Euripides´ Medea (431 BC), in which Maria Callas remarkably performs the leading role.

Pasolini takes some liberties regarding Euripides´plot – which was itself based on an already popular myth at the time -, showing for instance two different versions within the film for the death of the corynthian princess who is about to become Jason´s wife.

Specially interesting, is the tribal african music the director uses, introducing a dionysiac effect in relation to certain actions on the verge of madness and loss of control, leaving a lasting impression on the viewer. In a very poetical and at the same time realistic way, Pasolini introduces documentary images within the classical narrative, such as children eating water melons or old aged faces.

S. made me notice that Medea is not merely the story of a woman who incomprehensively kills her children to take reveange on her husband for leaving her and the family to marry another woman. Many complex aspects come together and the story could be said to be about many different things.

I was specially interested in my friend´s point that Medea is a woman who apparently has no choice but to accept the given conditions and collaborate. She seems domed to accept her role as a disillusioned and abandoned wife, condemned to live in exile in a foreign land and culture, to which she is nothing but a barbarian. And there she stands, without any choice, powerless, after having cut with her former life as a priestess, abandoned her father´s house, her land, killed her brother in the most horrific way – and all for the sake of escaping with Jason and love him. And not only has he deserted her but she cannot go back, nor stay, nor undo her life´s choices. She finds herself at the loneliest of places, a non-place in fact.

And so, Medea finds the most unbelievable solution to break out of the desolate situation she has been condemn to – to kill her own children thus irreparably hurt their father and furthermore deprive him of his children´s dead bodies. She completely turns the game around, from a helpless victim to an aggressor in possession of total control. It could be said she is the selfishest of creatures but it could also be said that she is too human and fighting for survival on its most raw dimension…

March 19, 2008 at 3:27 pm Leave a comment

Gilles Deleuze and Félix Guattari

Art is not chaos but a composition of chaos that yields the vision or sensation, so that it constitutes, as Joyce says, a chaosmos, a composed chaos – neither forseen nor preconceived. Art transforms chaotic variability into chaoid variety… Art struggles with chaos but it does so in order to render it sensory, even through the most charming character, the most enchanted landscape.

March 12, 2008 at 6:14 pm Leave a comment

For J.

Autumn Branches

Suddenly it strikes me how I´ve lived this moment before. I am looking out of your window, grey sky, stormy weather and dead trees… Except, it used to be in a house by the beach, with walls covered with humidity. I am no near the water now but the peeling white paint of your window reminds me of that other house where, even if late, I used to pretend to be a child, where I was happy.

It is nothing but vague now, the feeling of being home. My nose is cold and that ancient sense of forgetting everything, like dying again and again seems no longer possible. I wish I could follow him around the house once more, into the bathroom which annoyed him so, even more than all the questions I kept asking all day long just to be reassured.

March 6, 2008 at 12:32 pm Leave a comment

Secret worlds!

I admit. I do have a crush for flanêurs in the Baudelairian sense, enfants terribles and all kinds of troublemakers! Right now, I am very happy to be discovering the world of Miranda July – a filmmaker, performing artist and writer, whose site is worth a visit.

In 2005 she directed “Me, You and Everyone We Know”, winner of four major film awards that year includind the Cannes Film Festival, which I plan to see real soon.
In 2007, and together with Harrell Fletcher, she edited “Learning to Love You More”, a book where several poetical, playfull and often purposeless assignments are suggested to the reader, in order to find beauty in life and learn to love oneself more. In the 11th assignment for example, you are asked to photograph a scar and write about it. Many people have joined in and the experiences of some can be followed in the official blog.

I had heard of this book but didn´t payed much attention, for this sort of thing always makes me very suspicious and sounds very cheesie. Except, last weekend an article in Der Zeit about Miranda and her work made me change my mind and run into the nearest bookshop to buy her short stories book “No One Belongs Here More Than You”, recently published in Germany under the title “Zehn Wahrheiten” (Diogenes Publishing House). Usually I do try to read books in their original language, but this time I couldn´t wait that long! By the way, I proudly admitt my little enthusiasms for other people´s creative worlds!! as this blog testefies. In fact if this would be a perfect world and we all did what we love I could make a living out of it and live happily ever after! The good news is that I just might pull it off!
Anyway, what attracted me was what I consider to be a very simple and yet so urgent motto these days: “Think Less, Feel More” – which by the way, has inspired me to add a new category to my blog.

March 5, 2008 at 2:20 pm Leave a comment

John Cage

I can’t understand why people are frightened of new ideas. I’m frightened of the old ones.

March 3, 2008 at 2:05 pm Leave a comment

On the quality of comment these days!

No Stupid Questions Please!

Someone – using a false e-mail address – just sent me the following comment regarding my post about the Arte a Full exhibition:

Who the fuck are you?

Since my e-mail to this person returned as failure, here is my answer:

Who I am is more than clear. There´s my contact, my words and picture out on the open, out in public. Which isn´t the same I can say for you! And ever since we left the Middle Age everybody is entitled to an opinion.
If you are an artist, you should know that if you do something public you have to live with the consequences. So: GROW UP!
I discuss arguments and exchange opinions: it is called a dialog – something that you obviously never heard of!
So shove your insult up yours! For this is no way to address someone!

March 3, 2008 at 1:17 pm 2 comments


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