Topo Gigio

When I was little, one of the TV shows that I liked the most  was Topogigio. I remember that with my brother Rodrigo we used to do big efforts to stay awake and achieve to watch it. We really loved Topogigio!

At that times we had to share the same room. Close to 8 hours my mother always gave us our milk and then she used to send us to bed. Hot mil was terrible to my brother, he loved it buet after drinking it he couldn’t avoid to fell sleep instantly. That annoyed me a lot, so I forced him to promise that he would stay awake. Though he promise it, he couldn’t make it. Almost every time, Rodrigo fell into deep dreams at the moment.

Before Topogigio we watched Sucupira, an historic TVN’s show that until this day I remember the obberture but not the subject that was it told. Rodrigo could watch it barely, but after his eyes were closed before he colud tell. I even get to kick him, but it was useless. I lost him inevitably every night and at worse, i got scared because of the lonelyness and the dark. When little my imagination played tricks with me so every shadow was terrifying. Every time my brother felt sleep I started with cold sweat and couldn’t enjoy magnificent Topogigio. At worse, i knew that when I would  listen the chanting “A la camita, a la camita”, my mom would tourn of the TV.

Never the less, those little scarying nights I keep in my memory a beatiful sensation of joy every time I return on those infant memories.

I hope you’ve enjoyed this little tale of my own past! Hugs!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5AFasYNOifk

Balance of the year

Honestly I don’t want to do this. Unfortunately I have to do it a little bit obligated. Here I go!
This year I have been experience a lot of new things.

I write poetry since I was 7 years old. And I am a painter since I am a little kid.  But the truth is that when I won the first place In an art contest that took place in my school when I was 14 years old, I start doing this activity more seriously.

As I have been done these activities since I am a child, I feel a huge connection with each one of my poems and paintings. That’s why I had a hard time when I enter to a poetry workshop and paint. I was a little bit afraid, to the eyes of the people. That they want to change what has important value to me, even I doesn’t have a great technique. This year I overcame that fear and participated for a short time in a theater workshop and poetry. And it was a great experience. I also enter to a painting class,  which I still attend today. These workshops are one of the good things that happened to me this year. And also as my great achievements of 2013.

The bad thing about this year is that I have not fulfilled my "new year goals" : to know a club , go to a concert and go see soccer in the Stadium. Another objective that I hadn’t fullfiled, it’s related with my feelings.  Years ago I broke up with my ex-partner. This year I had desire to start a new relationship, but my mind is still stuck in the memories. And I couldn’t fall in love with the many wonderful people who I've met this year. In spite there are beautiful people which I have beautiful relationships.

I think it will be very difficult to have another  love as big as the one I had , because apparently young people love them hard one night, and if all goes well a couple of months. Apparently I am from another time jajaja.

A big hug to everyone, I hope your year balances are better than mine. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PSoOFn3wQV4

Violeta Parra

I think one of the greatest people of Chile, was Violeta Parra. I doubt she's the "best" but what is being the best? I think Violeta is a great representative of the art of the Chilean people (specially the peasantry).

She was a Chilean composer, songwriter, folklorist, ethnomusicologist and visual artist. Parra was born in San Carlos, Ñuble Province, a small town in southern Chile on October 4^th of 1917.

I have great proximity to the town of San Carlos since it is where my parents grew up, grandparents’ home (the passed away not long ago) is still there, currently vacant and falling apart, that's very sad. I dream someday to go to that town and build an art center dedicated to Violeta, currently little is spoken about her in these places.

Violet shared with the world the sorrows of the Chilean people, she was brave to say what she thought about the oppression, and not afraid to reach Europe, that means, in my personal opinion she valued what she did, she knew it was gold what she created her hands, and what her songs said, I greatly admire her for this.

If I could ever ask her something, I would like to talk about life, I think her suicide was a failure in her fight, there are many who wanted her dead and she gave them what they wanted. Singing despite the difficulties and growing old in a world so hostile for me, is to win the battle.