<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357</id><updated>2012-01-29T22:55:49.444-08:00</updated><category term='critical essays'/><category term='referencias literarias'/><category term='América'/><category term='Oriente'/><category term='gráfica'/><category term='ensayos críticos'/><category term='literary references'/><category term='Personal history'/><category term='español'/><category term='English'/><category term='Entrevistas'/><category term='Historia Personal'/><title type='text'>Carla Rippey: El uso de la memoria</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rosalie Bombon</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/969/1175/320/perfil.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-2433286402319273135</id><published>2012-01-28T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T22:55:49.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012: New Projects / Nuevos proyectos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;Daño/Damage &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Grabado en relieve y acrílico con costura/Relief print and plexiglass print with metallic thread and gold leaf 2011&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jpu8qQtEgvM/TyTCMaVDm-I/AAAAAAAABYY/bJuio359Eng/s1600/La%2Bsalida%2Bdel%2Bparaiso%2Bchica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jpu8qQtEgvM/TyTCMaVDm-I/AAAAAAAABYY/bJuio359Eng/s400/La%2Bsalida%2Bdel%2Bparaiso%2Bchica.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702896546639748066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know blog entries are supposed to be frequent and short, whileas mine are occasional and long. I figure a few interested people will read the long part, the rest may look at the pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt; Sé que la idea del blog es entradas cortas y frecuentes, mientras las mías son ocasionales y largas. Imagino que los más clavados leerán los textos; a los demás ofrezco las imágenes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center; font-size: x-small; "&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;   Elemento from the polyptych &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;/Elemento del políptico &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;, grabado en relieve/relief print 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YfJMyqSC9PU/TyTCbVBuqdI/AAAAAAAABYk/KFiaPd2uunE/s400/Culture-Shock-III%252C%2Baltura%2B400.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt; line-height:115%"&gt; &lt;i&gt;El dibujo es una línea que interviene el vacío&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Lo que sigue es una descripción de mis proyectos actuales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Tanto en el dibujo como en distintas manifestaciones de gráfica impresa, en el transcurso de mi carrera he pasado por épocas de mayor experimentación y cambio alternadas con otras en que consolido una producción empleando las prácticas resultantes de la experimentación previa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;En el caso de la gráfica, en la última década ha predominado la veta de experimentación. Prácticamente abandoné la producción de placas cuya salida sería ediciones de grabado a favor de la gráfica de salidas múltiples, por ejemplo, placas combinadas con elementos de transferencia, costura, y fondos variados para que cada impresión sea distinta. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Al mismo tiempo, empleando otra vez el recurso de la transferencia, retomé la producción de libros de artista, la cual había emprendida extensamente por primer vez a mediados de los 90. También incursioné en la producción de extensos polípticos gráficos,  otra vez empleando la transferencia y montajes que privilegian la imagen desbordada sobre la presencia del marco.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lluvia/Rain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px; "&gt; Grabado en relieve con transferencia/Relief print with transfer, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jDIu07hwAkU/TyYvTYb7RTI/AAAAAAAABcs/SxqVXxNs2yA/s400/Lluvia%2Bch.jpg" style="text-align: left; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 11px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Culture Shock &lt;/i&gt;/ 7 connecting relief prints, /7 grabados en relieve interconectados, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px; "&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HnEvvuFqkFc/TyTDNqrax7I/AAAAAAAABYw/8uSUKvqhWYk/s400/Culture-Shock%252C-entero.jpg" style="line-height: 115%; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;What is a drawing?&lt;i&gt; Lines intervening emptiness &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The following is a description of the drawing projects on which I’m currently working.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;In drawing as well as in other manifestations of graphics, in the course of my career I alternate between experimental periods and periods in which I consolidate the resulting pr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;actices and apply them to my production.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;In the case of printed graphics, in the last decade the tendency towards experimentation has predominated. I have practically abandoned the production of printing plates whose end result is an edition of prints, in favor of work with multiple end results, for example, varying the combination of plates, using a wide variety of backgrounds (found material, Nepalese and Japanese papers, etc.) and combining all this with transfer, interventions involving sewing with metallic threads, folding, burning, dying and other procedures that enrich the resulting work through stress. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;At the same time, employing once again the recourse of transfer prints, I starting working extensively in the production of artist’s books (which I had first explored in the early nineties) and with the possibilities of graphic polyptychs, concentrating on images that overflow the usual boundaries of paper and frame.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tourism/Turismo&lt;/i&gt; Polyptych of vintage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;prints a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;nd frames/Políptico de impresiones y marcos vintage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; text-align: justify; "&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pWP2Twa-nNY/TyYQqeKJmoI/AAAAAAAABaM/MoI6AqWhMxw/s400/turismo-armado.jpg" style="line-height: 115%; font-size: medium; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 11px; font-size: x-small; "&gt;Constelaciones/Constellations &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 11px; font-size: x-small; "&gt;Libro de artista/Artist´s book, 2010&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LYSEUFOvZUc/TyYHjjmYXeI/AAAAAAAABZE/vF1ZhY7fwHU/s400/constelaciones-abierto-2-ch.jpg" style="line-height: 115%; " /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A0XpqDwzy1Y/TyYPXAA6HSI/AAAAAAAABZs/YkX4z-zRUT4/s400/Constelaciones%2B1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;b&gt;II.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Estos cambios en prácticas de producción se relacionaron con cambios en la estructuración del significado de mi obra. Desde 1998, cuando elaboraré una exposición de arte objeto con tintes gráficos (&lt;i&gt;Todas las cosas de a nada&lt;/i&gt;) en el Museo Universitario del Chopo, empezó a predominar en mi obra gráfica elementos como el palimpsesto, la narrativa, la yuxtaposición, la desconstrucción y reconstrucción de imágenes y un mayor interés en indagar en la historia y manifestaciones de la cultura.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Del finito al infinito/From the Finite to the Infinite &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Transferencia con marco de hierro/Transfe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;r prints with iron frames, 1998&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nFGWVvjdUqU/TyYS41pcQ8I/AAAAAAAABbM/B4H15FOv1c4/s400/del-finito-al-infinito-.jpg" style="line-height: 115%; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Al mismo tiempo seguía con la producción de dibujos, pero en menor grado que en otras épocas, y aquí se iba manifestando un cambio temático: en la última década, en mis dibujos hay menos ambientes íntimos cargados, con personajes (femeninos) solitarios y más situaciones que involucran la interacción de varios personajes. La mayor parte de esta obra forma parte de mis indagaciones en el campo del disfraz y la idea de proyectarse a uno mismo por medio de &lt;i&gt;lo&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;otro&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Pero al dibujar me quedé situada dentro de una manera de trabajar que había consolidado a mediados de los 80: la creación de un ambiente saturado, basado en un collage o recorte fotográfico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;De lo que entiendo, esta forma de trabajar cae adentro de lo que Hal Foster denomina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;photomontage refunctioning of an image&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt; (fotomontaje re funcionando de una imagen) o lo que Oliver Debroise consideraba, hablando de esta práctica en mi obra, una perversión o transgresión del sentido de las fotografías en que me basaba. En fin, todo se relacionaba con el campo de la apropiación.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 11px; font-size: x-small; "&gt;Fiesta de Disfraz/Costume Party&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 11px; font-size: x-small; "&gt; Grafito/papel Graphite/paper 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aqfN2Ttv1uM/TyYT26ETkSI/AAAAAAAABbY/idDnDKwxfuw/s400/Fiesta-de-disfraces.jpg" style="line-height: 115%; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;II.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;These changes in production practices were related to changes in the structuring of meaning of my work. Since 1998, when I put together a show of object art (involving a lot of graphics and called &lt;i&gt;Everything from the Void&lt;/i&gt;, a quote from the Catechism) in the university museum &lt;i&gt;El Chopo&lt;/i&gt; in Mexico City, in my graphic work, elements like palimpsest, narrative, juxtaposition, deconstruction and reconstruction of images, and a greater interest in history and cultural manifestations began to predominate.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 11px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 11px; font-size: x-small; "&gt;Paisaje/Land&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 11px; font-size: x-small; "&gt;scape&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 11px; font-size: x-small; "&gt; Installation View,/Vista de instalación, Museo del Chopo, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3ipVMqjc5o/TyYQBDuhtHI/AAAAAAAABZ4/UTIDKoafGnY/s400/2.%2BVista-de-Instalaci%25C3%25B3n-Chopo.jpg" style="line-height: 115%; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Canción para la Emperatriz/Song for the Empress&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 11px; "&gt;Marco vintage con partitura hecha a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 11px; "&gt;mano/Vintage frame with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;handscored music, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X7nUs8eFueQ/TyYQqVKfARI/AAAAAAAABaE/9myMlBi0kNQ/s400/7a.canci%25C3%25B3n-para-la-emperatriz-wu-zitain.jpg" style="line-height: 115%; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;At the same time, I kept up the production of drawings, although to a lesser extent than in other periods, and in this area a thematic change was also registered: in the last decade, in my drawing there are far fewer charged intimate atmospheres with solitary (female) figures and far more situations involving the interaction of various personages. Most of this work forms part of my informal investigation in the field of disguise and costume and the idea of projecting oneself by means of otherness: assuming or working through an alternative identity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Boogeyman&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; Grafito/papel/Graphite/paper 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iYmbcQfcfeE/TyYRQHTfoSI/AAAAAAAABac/VzIrfeKIkY0/s400/m%25C3%25A1scara-desplazada-provisional.jpg" style="line-height: 115%; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Meanwhile, when I drew in the same decade, I stayed situated within a way of working which I had consolidated in the 80’s: the creation of a saturated atmosphere based on a photographic collage or a cropped photograph. As I understand it, my methods fall within what Hal Foster denominates &lt;i&gt;photomontage refunctioning of an image&lt;/i&gt; or what the French-Mexican critic Olivier Debroise, referring to this practice in my work,  considered a perversion or transgression of the original meaning of the photographs in which I base my drawings.  A last consideration: the work referred to falls within the boundaries of the strategy of &lt;i&gt;appropriation&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Carnaval, Carnival &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Graphite/paper/Grafito/papel, 2001&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_9KzArr1iDU/TyYR-IU3cRI/AAAAAAAABa0/vzKptsDB7KU/s400/Carnaval%2B-FK%2Bsmall%2BII..jpg" style="line-height: 115%; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;b&gt;III.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Hace unos años, leyendo la introducción de Emma Dexter a esa biblia de la generación emergente, &lt;i&gt;Vitamina D&lt;/i&gt;, encontré el siguiente comentario: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;“Mientras la pintura obscura su soporte por completo, creando la ilusión que éste no existe en absoluto, el dibujo disfruta una relación muy distinta con su fondo. El fondo blanco, según el historiador del arte Norman Bryson,  funciona como una reserva, un espacio en blanco del cual la imagen emerge, ese espacio siendo perceptualmente presente pero conceptualmente ausente.  &lt;i&gt;La reserva, entonces, funciona  como un mecanismo para mantener a raya el deseo de estructura obvia, composición, una totalidad, las fuerzas a las cuales está sujeta una pintura.&lt;/i&gt; Al moverse el lápiz por el papel, su sendero es local y confinado; liberado de la necesidad de considerar la totalidad, puede responder inmediatamente a “donde esté la mano ahora, &lt;i&gt;in praesentia&lt;/i&gt;”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Me di cuenta que mis dibujos se acercan en muchos sentidos más a su descripción de la pintura que del dibujo: se crea una totalidad estructurada, contenedor de lo propio, excluyendo lo de afuera. Hago uso del dibujo libre, con lápiz o borrador, pero para agredir o intervenir el dibujo “hecho”, ya que se haya creado esta estructura.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt; Pero hubo un momento en mi obra, principios de los 80, en que tomaba otra ruta, en que sí existía &lt;i&gt;ese espacio en blanco del cual la imagen emerge.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Ocasionalmente retomaba esa ruta, como en estos dibujos de mediados de los 90--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 11px; font-size: x-small; "&gt;El heraldo negro/The Black Herald&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 11px; font-size: x-small; "&gt; Grafito/papel - Graphite/paper 1997&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yB65w_KryOU/TyYRx8BRMCI/AAAAAAAABao/Gs_PKGm0FQA/s400/El%2Bheraldo%2Bnegro.jpg" style="line-height: 115%; " /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Y la verdad es que siempre me había quedado con el gusano de explorar más a fondo esta forma de trabajar, aunque mi práctica consolidada es otra.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;III.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Several years ago, reading the introduction of Emma Dexter to the bible of emerging artists, Vitamin D, I found the following commentary:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“While painting completely obscures its ground, creating the illusion that this ground is not there at all, drawing enjoys a very different relationship p to its background. The white background, according to art historian Norman Bryson, acts as a reserve, a blank space, from which the image emerges, this blank space becoming “perceptually present but conceptually absent”.&lt;i&gt; The reserve therefore functions as a device to keep at bay the desire for obvious structure, composition and totality, the forces that painting is subject to. &lt;/i&gt;As a pencil moves about the paper, its path is local and confined, free from the need to consider its totality. It can respond immediately to &lt;i&gt;where the hand is now, in praesentia”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It seems to me that my drawings just described are closer in nature to the above description of painting than of that of drawing: a structured totality is created, container of its own elements, excluding that which lies outside. I only make use of “free” drawing -gestural markings with pencil or eraser- to attack or intervene the drawing, once this formal structure is completed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;There was, however, a period of my work, in the beginning of the 80’s, when I took another route, in which there did exist that &lt;i&gt;blank space from which the image emerges&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Occasionally I took up this path again, as in this drawing from the mid 90’s:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Mapeo del pensamiento infantil/Mapping of infant thought patterns&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; graphite and prismacolor -papel grafito/prismacolor/papel 1996&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NlJkfUIGLwo/TyYVBLFEKoI/AAAAAAAABbk/Qp9XnnaSpYo/s400/bebes%2Bjaponeses%2BIII%2Bchv.jpg" style="line-height: 115%; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And the truth is that I have always had the urge to explore that way of working further, although my consolidated strategy has been something quite different.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IV.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Relaciono lo anterior con una práctica de dibujo que he atestiguado con mis hijos y mis nietos: a cierta edad emprendían con regularidad sendas batallas con efectos de sonido, todo esto ligado al dibujo en tándem de tanques, aviones y soldados, bombas explotando en el aire y sangre salpicando—una especie de &lt;i&gt;action painting&lt;/i&gt; guerrera infantil. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Aparte de esto, uno de mis hijos tenía la costumbre de disculparse con las letras que borraba por imperfectas (mostrando más compasión en la paz que en la guerra). Y recientemente, al secuestrar mi nieto segundo mi computadora, me ha compartido la página web de &lt;i&gt;Pencilmation&lt;/i&gt;, donde se desarrolla una relación conflictiva entre la figura dibujada y el lápiz que lo dibuja y agrede a la vez, como un dios personal y vindicativo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;En suma, como ya hice con mi producción gráfica, me gustaría emprender un periodo de experimentación en el dibujo, retomando la idea de proceso, del fondo como una reserva de la cual la imagen emerge, de una dialéctica entre el lápiz (o pluma) y lo que emerja de él, y manteniendo a raya el impulso de &lt;i&gt;estructurar todo&lt;/i&gt;, en pos de explorar, por este medio, una serie de conceptos que a continuación señalo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 11px; font-size: x-small; "&gt;El vacío/The Void&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 11px; font-size: x-small; "&gt; Grafito/papel - Graphite/paper 1983&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iS6J7nLT7G0/TyY1iVf3Y3I/AAAAAAAABc4/qLbGhPOKMsM/s400/el%2Bvac%25C3%25ADo%2B1983%2B22%2Bx%2B38%2Bcm%2Bch.jpg" style="line-height: 115%; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Viaje a las pirámides/Trip to the Pyramids&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; grafito/paper -Graphite/paper 1983&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-39dYIdrcZPY/TyYWlYrmGcI/AAAAAAAABbw/pf9Pm3qv4J4/s400/viaje%2Ba%2Blas%2Bpir%25C3%25A1mides.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;IV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I connect this alternative way of drawing with a practice that I have witnessed in my (male) children and grandchildren: at a certain age they engage in fierce colored-pencil or felt-tipped-pen battles with sound effects, coupled with drawing in tandem tanks, planes, soldiers, bombs exploding in the air and blood splashing—a sort of action painting for infant warriors.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;In addition to this and in a different vein, one of my sons had the custom of apologizing to letters that he had to erase for their imperfections (showing more compassion in peace than in war). And recently, in one of those routine occasions in which my second grandson kidnapped my computer, he introduced me to the site &lt;i&gt;Pencilmation&lt;/i&gt;, where a conflictive relationship is developed between the drawn figure and the pencil which alternatively draws and attacks it, like a personal and vindictive god.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Noche en blanco/White Night &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Grafito/paper - Graphite/paper 1993&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--N2kq8Cd1C0/TyYXMwdZ5wI/AAAAAAAABb8/ADRePRvuyXE/s400/noche%2Ben%2Bblanco%2Bch.jpg" style="line-height: 115%; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Doppelgänger &amp;amp; Cía&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Desde hace tiempo he tenido interés en fenómenos relacionado con la idea del otro yo, el clon, gemelos siameses, la sincronicidad, y el desdoblamiento. Los dibujos siguientes están relacionados con esta temática: el primero, &lt;i&gt;Las siamesas&lt;/i&gt;, basada en una foto &lt;i&gt;soft porn&lt;/i&gt; de de  segunda década del siglo veinte, representa, para mí, el intento de una mujer de separarse en dos, o de dos mujeres de volverse una. El dibujo que sigue revela, aparentemente, una relación lésbica, pero en realidad consiste en el desplazamiento de la imagen de una mujer fotografiada en secuencia, de una fotografía a otra, es decir, es la misma mujer representada dos veces.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;El sueño de la razón/The Sleep of Reason&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 11px; font-size: x-small; "&gt;graphite and prismacolor -papel grafito/prismacolor/papel, 1997&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cNOq-_ZOtXE/TyY3cttRbUI/AAAAAAAABdE/l5kh8ip2rCU/s400/El-sue%25C3%25B1o-de-la-raz%25C3%25B3n.jpg" style="line-height: 115%; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Existe mucho material relacionado a esas temáticas, desde manifestaciones científicas del comportamiento de quarks (una vez separados, si uno cambio de compartimiento, el otro manifiesta un cambio relacionado instantáneamente, sin importar a qué distancia esté) hasta recuerdos de películas de científica ficción de mi infancia, como la siguiente en que:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;--Cada vez que se duerme una mujer joven, sale un monstruo del mar y camina por la playa, creando caos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;He dedicado tiempo a buscar la película original en internet sin encontrar una que corresponde a mi recuerdo—posiblemente fue &lt;i&gt;The Creature from the Black Lagoon&lt;/i&gt; o más bien su secuela, &lt;i&gt;The Creature Walks Among Us&lt;/i&gt;, aunque la situación específica que recuerdo, parece más bien producto de mi imaginación.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Otras referencias:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;--En el libro de Iulian Konstantinovich Shchutskii &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Researches on the I Ching&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;Konstantinovich (quién luego murió en el Gulag de Stalin) cita al sinólogo Joseph Needham cuando explica el fenómeno de pensamiento correlativo característico de la cultura china. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Dice Needham:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;In coordinative thinking, conceptions are not subsumed under one another,, but places side by side in a pattern, and things influence one another not by acts of mechanical causation but by a kind of inductance…symbolic correlations or correspondences all form part of one colossal pattern.   Things behave in particular ways not necessarily because of prior actions or impulsions of other things, but because their position in the ever-moving cyclical universe is such that they are endowed with intrinsic natures which make that behavior inevitable for them.  If they do not behave in these particular ways they could lose their relational positions in the whole (which made them what they are) and turn into something other than themselves…they react upon one another not so much by mechanical impulsion o causation as by a kind of mysterious resonance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Las Siameses/The Siamese&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 11px; font-size: x-small; "&gt;graphite and prismacolor -papel grafito/prismacolor/papel, 1999&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-05H859p8zAE/TyYY1pkgU_I/AAAAAAAABcU/IZKjDKQwwUY/s400/Las%2Bsiamesas%2B%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Doppelganger &amp;amp; Company &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;For a long time I’ve been interested in phenomena related to the idea of an alter ego, clone, Siamese or conjoined twins, synchronicity, and what in Spanish is called &lt;i&gt;desdoblamiento&lt;/i&gt;: a splitting apart, or unfolding into two, of the self. The following drawings are related with these themes: the first, &lt;i&gt;The Siamese Twins&lt;/i&gt;, based on a soft porn photograph from the second decade of the twentieth century, represents, for me, the intent of one women to separate herself into two, or of two women to merge into one. The drawing which follows revels, apparently, a lesbian relationship, but in reality was created with the displacement of the image of a woman photographed in sequence, from one photograph to another, that is, the image consists of one woman drawn twice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;There is a lot of material available relaed to the theme I’ve laid out, from cientific manifestations of the behavior of quarks (once a pair is separated, if one changes its conduct, the other manifests a corresponding change instantly, no matter what distance might be between them), to memories of Sci-Fi movies from my infancy, la the following (which I have never been able to find again) in which:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;--Every time a young woman falls into a trance a creature rises out of the sea and walks along the beach, creating havoc.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Other references: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;-In the book Researches on the I Ching by Iulian Konstantinovich Shchutskii (who incidentally died in the Gulag) Konstantinovich cites the sinologist Joseph Needham’s explanation of the phenomenon of correlative thinking characteristic of Chinese culture: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;In coordinative thinking, conceptions are not subsumed under one another,, but places side by side in a pattern, and things influence one another not by acts of mechanical causation but by a kind of inductance…symbolic correlations or correspondences all form part of one colossal pattern.   Things behave in particular ways not necessarily because of prior actions or impulsions of other things, but because their position in the ever-moving cyclical universe is such that they are endowed with intrinsic natures which make that behavior inevitable for them.  If they do not behave in these particular ways they could lose their relational positions in the whole (which made them what they are) and turn into something other than themselves…they react upon one another not so much by mechanical impulsion o causation as by a kind of mysterious resonance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;a persistencia de la memoria/The Persistence of memory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 11px; font-size: x-small; "&gt;graphite and prismacolor -papel grafito/prismacolor/papel, 1987&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7uNTZ-Tb_8/TyYaF0SzxYI/AAAAAAAABcg/YV8u-PuOBTA/s400/La%2Bpersistencia%2Bde%2Bla%2Bmemoria%2Bch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Más...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;También: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;-En septiembre de 2006 fue reportado en la revista&lt;u&gt; Nature&lt;/u&gt; que Shahar Arzy y colegas del Hospital Universitario, Ginebra, Suiza, inesperadamente habían reproducido un efecto fuertemente reminiscente del doppelgänger fenómeno por medio de las estimulación electromagnética del cerebro de una paciente. Aplicaron estimulación eléctrica focal a la junción temporoparietal izquierda de la paciente mientras se mantenía plana en una cama. La paciente sintió de inmediato la presencia de otra persona en su “espacio extra personal”.  Aparte de la epilepsia, para la cual la paciente estaba siendo tratada, estaba psicológicamente en forma. (De la Wikipedia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;comentarios sobre doppelgänger)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;Y&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 4.8pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;-de las anotaciones relacionadas con estas líneas en &lt;i&gt;The Wasteland&lt;/i&gt; de TS Eliot, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 4.8pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;  &lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="mso-cell-special:placeholder;border:none;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm" width="28"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Who is the third who walks always beside   you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td width="28" valign="top" style="width:21.0pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;a name="359"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;When I count, there are only you and I   together&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="mso-cell-special:placeholder;border:none;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm" width="28"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;But when I look ahead up the white road&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td width="28" valign="top" style="width:21.0pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;a name="361"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;There is always another one walking beside   you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td width="28" valign="top" style="width:21.0pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;a name="362"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle, hooded&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td width="28" valign="top" style="width:21.0pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;a name="363"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I do not know whether a man or a woman&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td width="28" valign="top" style="width:21.0pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;a name="364"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;—But who is that on the other side of you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td width="28" style="width:21.0pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 4.8pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-top: 4.8pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Anotación:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 4.8pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bartleby.com/201/1.html#360"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; "&gt;360&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;. The following lines were stimulated by the account of one of the Antarctic expeditions (I forget which, but I think one of Shackleton's): it was related that the party of explorers, at the extremity of their strength, had the constant delusion that there was one more member than could actually be counted. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 4.8pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold"&gt;-Otro cuento leído y ya no ubicado, en que&lt;i&gt; un gemelo se nutre de forma parasítica de su hermano débil,  y mientras el fuerte se vuelve grande y bello, el débil se vuelve una sombre, apenas visto de reojo, que acompaña a su hermano como fantasma.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 4.8pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Con estas ideas ya estoy armado secuencias de imágenes, después verán el resultado.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 4.8pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;More...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; margin-top: 4.8pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 6pt; margin-left: 0cm; line-height: 18pt; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Also:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;--From the notes related to these lines in T.S. Eliot’s &lt;u&gt;The Wasteland:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;  &lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Who is the third who   walks always beside you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;When I count, there are   only you and I together&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;But when I look ahead up   the white road&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;There is always another   one walking beside you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Gliding wrapt in a brown   mantle, hooded&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I do not know whether a   man or a woman&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="335" style="width:251.3pt;padding:0cm 0cm 0cm 0cm"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;—But who is that on the   other side of you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bartleby.com/201/1.html#360"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;360&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;. The following lines were stimulated by the account of one of the Antarctic expeditions (I forget which, but I think one of Shackleton's): it was related that the party of explorers, at the extremity of their strength, had the constant delusion that there was one more member than could actually be counted. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Plus:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;--Another story once read and now lost, about a twin who nourishes himself parasitically through his weaker brother, and while the stronger grows large and beautiful, the other becomes a sort of shadow, scuttling alongside his sibling like a ghost.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;With these ideas I have begun to put together sequences of images-- the results will be seen here-- but later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;Rizoma/Rizome&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt; Grafito/papel - Graphite/paper 2000&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1cxdvtLAaqg/TyY4VI_TvwI/AAAAAAAABdQ/spJZZ5P-CCE/s400/Rizoma%2Bch.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918551101172524357-2433286402319273135?l=carla-rippey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/2433286402319273135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1918551101172524357&amp;postID=2433286402319273135' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/2433286402319273135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/2433286402319273135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012-new-projects-nuevos-proyectos.html' title='2012: New Projects / Nuevos proyectos'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jpu8qQtEgvM/TyTCMaVDm-I/AAAAAAAABYY/bJuio359Eng/s72-c/La%2Bsalida%2Bdel%2Bparaiso%2Bchica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-4208820664644288535</id><published>2011-04-26T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T16:25:09.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>libros de artista MÁS / MORE artist´s books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yR-mtUS8tJ0/TcdhmRfnDnI/AAAAAAAABXE/C8ZdHkzEu-M/s1600/de%2Blo%2Bcorto%2B1ch.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604555571444780658" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yR-mtUS8tJ0/TcdhmRfnDnI/AAAAAAAABXE/C8ZdHkzEu-M/s400/de%2Blo%2Bcorto%2B1ch.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 173px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Llamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Los libros que forman mi participación en la exposición de libros de artista, junio a agosto en la Biblioteca Lerdo de Tejada en la ciudad de México, tiene su génesis en dos proyectos que me ocupan desde hace un par de años: &lt;i&gt;Elsewhere/Otherness&lt;/i&gt; y &lt;i&gt;Mujeres, fuego y objetos peligrosos&lt;/i&gt;. Los lectores de ese blog ya están familiarizados con ellos… pero recalco un poco de qué se tratan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;El primer proyecto (&lt;i&gt;Elsewhere/Otherness&lt;/i&gt;) tiene que ver con mi tendencia incontrolable de expresarme por medio de la otredad, manifestada particularmente con una fascinación con la estética de Asia. El segundo nació con mis archivos de personas en llamas y volcanes, que colecciono desde hace años, y tomó forma concreta con el hallazgo del dato del idioma de una tribu de aborígenes de Australia que maneja varios géneros, uno de ellos caracterizado por la inclusión de &lt;i&gt;mujeres, fuego y objetos peligrosos&lt;/i&gt;. Apropié la frase, que abarca varios asuntos cercanos a mi iconografía, y desarrollé una exposición trabajando con material (imágenes) bajado del internet como resultado de meter en “búsqueda” las palabras “mujer, fuego” y “objetos peligrosos”. La mayor parte de la exposición, como la obra en estos libros de artista, está basada en la técnica de transferencia o &lt;i&gt;transfer&lt;/i&gt;: la manipulación de una imagen previa con photoshop, fotocopia, y su traslado con solvente a un papel nuevo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Me sobró algo de material de proyecto: la cara de una mujer hindú que prendió fuego a su marido, unas casas en llamas, la tienda de mujeres de una boda paquistaní, en llamas por un asunto de honor de hombres asociados con las atrapadas adentro, y la imagen de una kurda guerrillera con su metralleta, frente a una fogata (esta última es la única vez que se me unieron en una imagen lo representado por cada una de las tres palabras: una mujer, fuego y un objeto peligroso). Juntas, las imágenes forman una secuencia que habla de la pérdida de lugar- el abandono forzoso de lo seguro por lo incierto. Así salió el libro &lt;i&gt;De lo transitorio.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S93bi7TJS_I/TcdbsNAuhDI/AAAAAAAABW0/I9v46rTHOUg/s400/de-lo-transitorio--cropped.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;FLAMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;The books with which I  participate in the exhibit of artist’s books,&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt; inaugurated in June of this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt; in The &lt;i&gt;Lerdo de Tejada &lt;/i&gt;Library in Mexico City,  have their origin in two projects with which I’ve been working for a couple of years now, &lt;i&gt;Elsewhere/Otherness&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Women, Fire, and Dangerous Objects&lt;/i&gt;. These projects are already familiar to readers of this blog, but for anyone new, I’d like to go over a bit what they are all about—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;The first project, (&lt;i&gt;Elsewhere/Otherness&lt;/i&gt;) has to do with my uncontrollable tendency to express myself by means of otherness- something I am not- manifested particularly in a fascination with the esthetics of Asia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;The second had its origin in my archives of people in flames and volcanoes, which I have been collecting for some time, and took on its present form with my discovery that in the language of a tribe of Aboriginal people in Australia, one of their various genders is characterized by the inclusion of &lt;i&gt;women, fire and dangerous objects&lt;/i&gt;. I appropriated the phrase, which covers several matters central to my own iconography, and put together a show working with material downloaded from the internet as a result of putting into &lt;i&gt;search&lt;/i&gt; the words “women, fire” or “dangerous objects”. Most of that show (as well as the artist’s books pictured here) was elaborated using the technique of transfer: the manipulation of a given image with photoshop and photocopies, and its transfer to a new surface (usually paper) by means of solvent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;I had some material left over from the project: the face of a Hindu woman who had set fire to her husband, a few houses in flames, the women’s tent in a Pakistan wedding, set afire to settle a matter of honor of men associated with the women within, and the image of a Kurdish female guerrilla fighter before a campfire (this last is the only image I found that united in the same scene that represented by the three key words: a woman, a fire and a dangerous object). Together the images form a sequence that addresses the loss of place of origin- the forced abandonment of the certain for the uncertain. The result is the work &lt;i&gt;Of That which is Transitory.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sutBCjycG1A/TcgBk3QUHeI/AAAAAAAABXk/Vyr4X5-llsw/s400/de%2Blo%2Btransitorio.crop%2Bguerrillera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C-Z0Agv008o/TcgBZcHIpHI/AAAAAAAABXU/ledF9UCJILM/s400/de%2Blo%2Btransitorio.crop%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ojq6hhOIS00/TcgBgH8-CJI/AAAAAAAABXc/c14ocIMcKaA/s400/de-lo-transitorio%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Otro caso de pérdida de lugar es narrado en el libro &lt;i&gt;La cola del dragón&lt;/i&gt;. Las imágenes documentan el autoinmolación de una mujer china en su azotea, después de recibir la noticia de su inminente desalojo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnIsaXUHdw8/Tcdba8UqfII/AAAAAAAABWk/X4SnloMQdX0/s1600/la%2Bcola%2Bdel%2Bdr%2Bdetalle.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604548779713395842" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnIsaXUHdw8/Tcdba8UqfII/AAAAAAAABWk/X4SnloMQdX0/s400/la%2Bcola%2Bdel%2Bdr%2Bdetalle.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 237px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Another case of loss of place of origin is narrated in the artist’s book &lt;i&gt;The Tail of the Dragon. &lt;/i&gt;The images document the auto immolation of a Chinese woman on her rooftop, after having received an eviction notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AujsR8gzZzo/TcdbTjlseeI/AAAAAAAABWc/IMMyypPh0vo/s1600/la%2Bcola%2Bdel%2Bdragon%2BII%2Bch.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604548652814858722" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AujsR8gzZzo/TcdbTjlseeI/AAAAAAAABWc/IMMyypPh0vo/s400/la%2Bcola%2Bdel%2Bdragon%2BII%2Bch.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 245px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-omr0Fh0ewGs/TcdaDZ5ISsI/AAAAAAAABWU/dmQawvvfl_s/s1600/La-cola-del-drag%25C3%25B3n-anverso.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604547275822484162" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-omr0Fh0ewGs/TcdaDZ5ISsI/AAAAAAAABWU/dmQawvvfl_s/s400/La-cola-del-drag%25C3%25B3n-anverso.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 206px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djJnNL2Z7to/TcdZ8w4tS5I/AAAAAAAABWM/gH1xii3iNPI/s1600/la%2Bcola%2Bdel%2Bdragon%2BIII%2Bch.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604547161735646098" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-djJnNL2Z7to/TcdZ8w4tS5I/AAAAAAAABWM/gH1xii3iNPI/s400/la%2Bcola%2Bdel%2Bdragon%2BIII%2Bch.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 187px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFdtgxyvrdA/TcdZz5qS6qI/AAAAAAAABWE/GbDreCx2vbA/s1600/La-cola-del-drag%25C3%25B3n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604547009472293538" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFdtgxyvrdA/TcdZz5qS6qI/AAAAAAAABWE/GbDreCx2vbA/s400/La-cola-del-drag%25C3%25B3n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 183px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBV-J3-rp84/TcdZEdsqnBI/AAAAAAAABVs/ddsbi7p5khw/s1600/monja.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604546194512190482" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qBV-J3-rp84/TcdZEdsqnBI/AAAAAAAABVs/ddsbi7p5khw/s400/monja.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 375px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j7F6v38ZUeA/TcdYseHr1KI/AAAAAAAABVU/3SP2nYDFlGw/s400/claustro%2Bpelos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;El libro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;El claustro&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt; está relacionado con el proyecto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Elsewhere/Otherness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;. Trabajando con una postal de una monja japonesa fotografiada por el italiano Felice Beato, fotógrafo viajero en el Japón decimonónico, y una tarjeta estereoscópica antigua donde se repite una escena de lotos flotando, construí un encierro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Las llamas están&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;contenidas esta vez: atrás de la imagen transparentada de lotos se esconde otra, de un incendio. Los hilos de la costura sirven para sugerir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;la reclusión forzosa de una monja, además de su pelo escondido, que sale, como sangre debajo de una puerta, de los confines de su encierro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uj-4zpXYCsM/TcdYeaJXsOI/AAAAAAAABVM/VjGMyQUHjFg/s400/El-claustro-II.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I2IZeXlcz4M/TcdmI21TnVI/AAAAAAAABXM/TFsYxxaZWyQ/s400/El%2Bclaustro%2Banverso.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f8dgr-tNL4M/TcdZVY4vgRI/AAAAAAAABV0/cI460yGyDTs/s400/El%2Bclaustro%2Bextendido%2Banverso.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;The book &lt;i&gt;The Convent&lt;/i&gt; is related to the project &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Elsewhere/Otherness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;. Working with a postcard of a Japanese nun, photographed by the Italian Felice Beato, a photographer who travelled extensively in 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt; century Japan, and with an antique stereoscopic card containing the repeated image of a scene of floating lotus, I constructed an enclosure. The flames are contained this time: behind the transparented image of floating lotus I have hidden another, of a fire. The threads of stitching across the nun’s image suggest her forced reclusion, and also her hidden hair which flows out, like blood under a door, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;from the confines of her enclosure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rxhet42rzZs/TcdZmIrfSlI/AAAAAAAABV8/422xogJW4oQ/s400/El-claustro-extendido.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ko3gyKWWgg/TcdY8Q7korI/AAAAAAAABVk/QnDOyF8clN0/s1600/El%2Bclaustro%2BII%2Brecort.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604546053646099122" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ko3gyKWWgg/TcdY8Q7korI/AAAAAAAABVk/QnDOyF8clN0/s400/El%2Bclaustro%2BII%2Brecort.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 248px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pg9nrMsLfXw/TcdY0UYGXQI/AAAAAAAABVc/GoGf_-gPs94/s1600/El%2Bclaustro%2Bdoble.%2Bch.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604545917132102914" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pg9nrMsLfXw/TcdY0UYGXQI/AAAAAAAABVc/GoGf_-gPs94/s400/El%2Bclaustro%2Bdoble.%2Bch.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 393px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Además de la mía la exposición incluye obra de Magali Lara, Pilar Bordes, Martha Hellion, Patricia Lagarde, Nunik Sauret, y la que nos coordinó todo, Berenice Torres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Besides my own work the show includes pieces by Magali Lara, Pilar Bordes, Martha Hellion, Patricia Lagarde, Nunik Sauret, and Berenice Torres, who coordinated the exhibit as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918551101172524357-4208820664644288535?l=carla-rippey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/4208820664644288535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1918551101172524357&amp;postID=4208820664644288535' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/4208820664644288535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/4208820664644288535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2011/04/libros-de-artista-mas-more-artists.html' title='libros de artista MÁS / MORE artist´s books'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yR-mtUS8tJ0/TcdhmRfnDnI/AAAAAAAABXE/C8ZdHkzEu-M/s72-c/de%2Blo%2Bcorto%2B1ch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-6247217357824852890</id><published>2010-09-29T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T11:56:36.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dos proyectos en Oaxaca/Two projects in Oaxaca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOGnvirJsI/AAAAAAAABPw/g4_VniB26m4/s400/9.-ejercito-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Los que siguen este blog saben que hacen un año presenté la exposición &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Elsewhere: disfraz, otredad y exotismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; en la galería &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Arróniz Arte Contemporáneo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; en la ciudad de México, y que hace unos meses presenté otro proyecto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Mujeres, fuego y objetos peligrosos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;, también en la ciudad de México.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;El pasado 23 de octubre junté versiones de estos dos proyectos en el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Instituto de Artes gráficas de Oaxaca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;, en la extraordinaria ciudad de ese nombre del sur de México. En &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Mujeres, fuego y objetos peligrosos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; hice pocos cambios; notablemente cambié la instalación &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Disturbios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; para una nueva con elementos compartidos llamada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Mujeres pensando en meteoritos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;. Estos cambios están registados en la entrada del blog previa a ésta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;El proyecto que tuvo su génesis en la exposición &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Elsewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; difiere bastante de éste. Consiste en una expansión de las variaciones de la serie de grabados en relieve intitulada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;, y de allí viene su título para la presentación en Oaxaca: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;. A las distintas salidas de estos grabados agregué dos piezas totalmente nuevas, de una nueva serie llamada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Paisajes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; basada en revistas y libros recortados con los elementos de recorte doblados y parados en la página de la cual son originarios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOGnvirJsI/AAAAAAAABPw/g4_VniB26m4/s1600/9.-ejercito-.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOLJcGAwiI/AAAAAAAABQ4/wqN268uCUbs/s400/1.Sala+1-expo-oaxaca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Those who follow this blog already know that a year ago I presented the show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Elsewhere; Disguise, Otherness and Exoticism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; in the Mexico City gallery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Arróniz Arte Contemporáne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;o, and that a few months ago I showed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Women, Fire, and Dangerous Objects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;, also in Mexico City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;The 23rd of September of 2010 I put together versions of those two projects to make a new show in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Institute of Graphic Arts of Oaxaca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;, en the extraordinary city of Oaxaca in southern Mexico. In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Women, Fire and Dangerous Objects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; I made few changes, notably the installation called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Disturbances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; was changed for a new one, sharing many elements, entitled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Women thinking of Meteorites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;. These changes are regised in the previous blog entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;The project which had its genesis en &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Elsewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; differs greatly from the original show. It consists in an elaboration of many new versions of plates that are the basis of a series of relief prints then shown and it takes its name from that series: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Culture Shock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;To these new versions I have added two entirely new pieces, from a new series called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Landscapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; based on cut-up magazines and books. The cut-out elements have been folded and made to stand up on the page from which they originate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOGnfBwDBI/AAAAAAAABPo/JIWynfwpluE/s1600/10.+ejercito+de+lado.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522405580988222482" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOGnfBwDBI/AAAAAAAABPo/JIWynfwpluE/s400/10.+ejercito+de+lado.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 179px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOGnb9An2I/AAAAAAAABPg/zdF0dUYmi9g/s1600/8.+Sala+1-el-ejercito-de-la-emperatriz.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522405580163030882" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOGnb9An2I/AAAAAAAABPg/zdF0dUYmi9g/s400/8.+Sala+1-el-ejercito-de-la-emperatriz.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 308px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOGLyaCUOI/AAAAAAAABPQ/l9JfdJZz-rA/s1600/11.+the+empress%27s+army.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: undefined; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522405105154019554" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOGLyaCUOI/AAAAAAAABPQ/l9JfdJZz-rA/s400/11.+the+empress%27s+army.jpg" style="text-align: right;display: block; height: 199px; margin-top: 0px; width: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;El trabajo de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Mujeres, fuego y objetos peligrosos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; está comentado en las &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;entradas inmediatamente previas a ésta. En cuanto a&lt;i&gt; Culture Shock&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; empezó como una serie en que se traducían páginas de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;manga&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; a grabados en relieve, en los que el motivo de cada grabado se conectaba con el siguiente. En cierto momento empecé a cambiar el motivo: el elemento japonés fue reemplazado por una estilización de una de las telas que fabricaba Rusia a fines del siglo XIX y principios del XX para los mercados de Asia Central. Estas telas en sí combinan dos culturas: toman un diseño de origen europeo y volverlo más rudo—más colorido y menos sutil--, para acomodarlo a los gustos de los nómadas asiáticos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;La serie fue una de las manifestaciones de un proyecto más extenso que abordaba temas de diversas culturas, las orientales en particular. Mi adicción a lo oriental siempre ha sido marcada y, para mi, un poco misteriosa. Siento una afinidad con su estética, esa fuerte predilección por el diseño elaborado - pattern- y la estilización y dramatismo de muchas manifestaciones culturales asiáticas, particularmente el &lt;i&gt;ukiyo-e&lt;/i&gt; japonés y su herencia en &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;manga&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pero con la serie de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; también me interesa explorar un campo gráfico, así como las posibilidades de mis placas. Comencé con la idea de que podrían funcionar como unidades, o como una serie, y luego decidí explorar las posibilidades de salidas múltiples para las diversas placas, alterando sus características con la adición de transferencia, grabados más chicos en chine collé, pigmentos metálicos y hoja de plata y oro, además de sobreponer un grabado a otro, a veces con papeles traslúcidos, y finalmente con el recurso de cortar, romper y coser la obra. Las series &lt;i&gt;Flores del Mal&lt;/i&gt; y &lt;i&gt;Réplicas &lt;/i&gt;son el resultado de este proceso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ya avanzado lo anterior, inicié un trabajo con algunos de los elementos gráficos apropiados para los dibujos de las placas y las transferencias aplicadas a ellas en la serie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Así salió una nueva veta del trabajo basado en recortar, doblar y pegar páginas de libros japoneses. Hasta ahora he utilizado varios de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, uno dedicado al kimono, y otro que documenta las vestimentas actuales de jóvenes japoneses que encuentran su expresión personal por medio de la extravagancia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline! important; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lo que me interesa en este trabajo es deconstruir el formato original de libro y a partir de la materia prima crear paisajes a escala, como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;El ejercito de la emperatriz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; y&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ruido&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="display: inline! important; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOHdbkKf5I/AAAAAAAABQA/FZXnZMdjnbI/s1600/5.-Sala+1+Ruido.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOHdbkKf5I/AAAAAAAABQA/FZXnZMdjnbI/s400/5.-Sala+1+Ruido.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOHddlI62I/AAAAAAAABP4/gUWEtNl0ED0/s400/7.+Noise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;The work in Women, Fire, and dangerous objects is commented in the blog entries immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;previous to this one. As for Culture Shock, the commentary is as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; started as a series en which pages of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; –Japanese comic books- were translated into relief prints, in which the design of each print connected with the next. At a certain point I began to change the images: the Japanese element was gradually replaced by a stylization of one of the fabrics produced by Russian mills at the turn of the 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;-20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; century for the market of central Asia. These fabrics themselves combined two cultures: they usually would take a design of European origin and make it bolder —with brighter colors and fewer subtleties—to appeal to the taste of the Asiatic nomads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;The series was one of the manifestations of a more extensive project in which I’ve been working with themes of different cultures, particularly oriental. My addiction to everything oriental is extremely longstanding, although mysterious in origin. I have always felt an affinity with the esthetics, the sense of pattern and ritual, and the dramatic nature of much of Oriental culture, especially ukiyo-e, the Japanese “Floating World” graphics tradition, and its contemporary expression in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;But with the series &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; I am also interested in exploring a territory in graphics, and the possibilities of my plates. I started off with an idea that these, once printed, could function as units or as a series, and later decided to explore the possibilities of different resolutions for different plates, altering each one’s characteristics with the addition of transfer printing, smaller prints in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;chine collé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;, metallic pigments and silver and gold leaf, superposition of various prints, at times with translucent papers, and ultimately with the time honored recourses of cutting, tearing and sewing the work. The series &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Fleurs de mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Replicas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; are results of this process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Having advanced the possibilities above, I started to work with some of the graphic elements originally appropriated for the designs of the plates mentioned and for the transfer prints applied to them. In this way I began to explore a new vein of work based on cutting out, folding, and pasting pages of Japanese books and magazines (to date I have used several dedicated to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;, one about rituals connected with the kimono, and another documenting costumes of young Japanese addicted to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;extreme outfits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;. What interests me in this work is the deconstruction of the original format of the material and the creation of model landscapes, such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;The Empress’s Army&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Noise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;de la serie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Flores del mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;, 2010/ from the series &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Fleurs de mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKONyWTg9bI/AAAAAAAABRY/aaiVNkppHW4/s400/serie+flores+del+mal-hermanas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOKvfwz2nI/AAAAAAAABQo/-9AAoXlHKvs/s400/13.+planeta+paralelo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOKvFuBAUI/AAAAAAAABQg/RR3B5ule7_Q/s400/14.+serie-flores-del-mal--velo-roto-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKONkkEC3pI/AAAAAAAABRQ/gjYWaM0BZfs/s400/serie+flroes+del+mal+versi%C3%B3n+4+plateada.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;de las serie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Réplicas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;, 2010, from the series, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;Replica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver;"&gt;s, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOHeJ23eXI/AAAAAAAABQQ/siUvhzrIbYk/s400/15.+amor+ente+samurais.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2010/09/dos-proyectos-en-oaxacatwo-projects-in.html' title='Dos proyectos en Oaxaca/Two projects in Oaxaca'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKOGnvirJsI/AAAAAAAABPw/g4_VniB26m4/s72-c/9.-ejercito-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-2794994534325002439</id><published>2010-06-05T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:29:06.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>más mujeres, más fuego, y más objetos peligrosos/More women, more fire and more dangerous objects</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TE3Yrygr6hI/AAAAAAAABOE/hALZEXU0UCE/s1600/fuego+g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 389px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TE3Yrygr6hI/AAAAAAAABOE/hALZEXU0UCE/s400/fuego+g.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498288966894086674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Fuego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, transferencia cosida, caja de latón con transferencia/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, sewn transfer print, tin box with transfer print, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TAv5MnPx_vI/AAAAAAAABMM/EtxYDAss3II/s1600/tr%C3%ADptico+web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TAv5MnPx_vI/AAAAAAAABMM/EtxYDAss3II/s400/tr%C3%ADptico+web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479747366715260658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Aquí sigue el relato del proyecto actual; el texto pertinente a esta entrada está en la entrada anterior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;More about my current project ; the essay that contextualizes these images can be found in the last blog entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;fire,flesh,stone, steel&lt;/i&gt;, en la Gloria, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TE3Y3MklagI/AAAAAAAABOM/O7b1gD1IfHU/s400/fire,flesh,steel,stone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;de la serie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Mujeres, fuego y objetos peligrosos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I y II del díptico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; Carne y piedra/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;from the series, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Women, Fire and Dangerous Objects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, I and II from the triptych &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Flesh and Stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, grafito/papel 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKN-9rlFNXI/AAAAAAAABOo/yMX9qKKSIvU/s400/Flesh-and-Stone-I+ch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKN_HX1CAYI/AAAAAAAABOw/PkiXE0T9LwQ/s400/Flesh-and-stone-II+ch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;de la serie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Mujeres, fuego y objetos peligrosos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I a III del tríptico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; Fuego, carne, y acero/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;from the series, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Women, Fire and Dangerous Objects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; I to III from the triptych &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Fire, Flesh and Steel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, grafito/papel 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TAv5MPIe1ZI/AAAAAAAABME/9o34BqAyC68/s1600/fire+flesh+and+steel+I+w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TAv5MPIe1ZI/AAAAAAAABME/9o34BqAyC68/s400/fire+flesh+and+steel+I+w.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479747360242193810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TAv5L9cFn3I/AAAAAAAABL8/5XClPCqi92k/s1600/fire+flesh+and+steel+II+w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TAv5L9cFn3I/AAAAAAAABL8/5XClPCqi92k/s400/fire+flesh+and+steel+II+w.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479747355492589426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TA5c7WAFgXI/AAAAAAAABMc/hlkKlhpLcJw/s400/fire+flesh+and+steel+III+w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;A continuación encuentran un políptico de 8, transferencia en papel japonés con costura, que forman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Choose your weapon: Un catálogo de objetos peligrosos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Following you'll find an eight part poliptych, transfer prints on Japanese paper (kozo), entitled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Choose your weapon: A Catalog of Dangerous Objects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TArXgNF8gQI/AAAAAAAABK4/4Sp5zhJIGwI/s1600/choose-your-weapon-1+ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TArXgNF8gQI/AAAAAAAABK4/4Sp5zhJIGwI/s400/choose-your-weapon-1+ch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479428844920013058" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TArXgNF8gQI/AAAAAAAABK4/4Sp5zhJIGwI/s1600/choose-your-weapon-1+ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TArXgNF8gQI/AAAAAAAABK4/4Sp5zhJIGwI/s1600/choose-your-weapon-1+ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TArYYrtw4rI/AAAAAAAABLI/o9y6oApdSW4/s400/choose-your-weapon-2+ch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TArY_9fUO4I/AAAAAAAABLQ/IL3_WjK04Q0/s400/choose-your-weapon-3+ch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TArXy91Yz0I/AAAAAAAABLA/CVOBVcwXZ7o/s400/choose-your-weapon-4+ch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TArXMyVFLsI/AAAAAAAABKg/HmJ7f7bFxiA/s1600/choose-your-weapon-5+ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TArXMyVFLsI/AAAAAAAABKg/HmJ7f7bFxiA/s400/choose-your-weapon-5+ch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479428511318224578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TArXGvrjFCI/AAAAAAAABKY/_HABKp53n14/s1600/choose-your-weapon-6+ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TArXGvrjFCI/AAAAAAAABKY/_HABKp53n14/s400/choose-your-weapon-6+ch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479428407527937058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TArW9omuH6I/AAAAAAAABKQ/293Ht-hWf2Q/s1600/choose-your-weapon-7+ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TArW9omuH6I/AAAAAAAABKQ/293Ht-hWf2Q/s400/choose-your-weapon-7+ch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479428251009818530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TArZoBLTOUI/AAAAAAAABLY/uPoKw757y_w/s400/choose-your-weapon-8+ch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Esta obra resultó muy difícil de fotografíar, los hilos son metálicos, color plata. Como comento en el ensayo abajo, todas las imágenes se encontraron  buscando en la red bajo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;objetos peligrosos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt; o poniendo el nombre de un tipo de objeto, por ejemplo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;instrumentos quirígicos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt; o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;garras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;. La información resultante se trabajó en Photoshop y se ordenó.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;This work proved very difficult to photograph, the threads are metallic (silver color).  As I comment in the essay below, all the images were found searching in the web, under &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;dangerous objects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt; or with specific words such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;surgical instruments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;claws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;. The resulting material&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;then transf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;ormed in Photoshop and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;given an o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;rder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKODJC_-x4I/AAAAAAAABO4/Zh9jf-Jzgmk/s400/mujeres-pensando-en-meteoritos+ch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKODUH_U4jI/AAAAAAAABPA/i3n3cj2fjY0/s400/muejres+pensando+en-+detalle+.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Elementos de la pieza &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Mujeres pensando en meteoritos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;, Transferencia en papel japonés&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt; con costura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt; sobre latas vintage de latón, 2010/ Elements of the piece &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Women Thinking of Meteorites, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Transfer on Japanese paper with metallic thread, on vintage tin boxes, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Aquí la  pieza está como se presentó en el Iago, Oaxaca en septiembre de 2010/The piece is presented as seen in the Graphics Arts Institute of Oaxaca, September 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TKODg-8gCKI/AAAAAAAABPI/zWUN_r5MuFY/s400/disturbios+I+w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918551101172524357-2794994534325002439?l=carla-rippey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/2794994534325002439/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1918551101172524357&amp;postID=2794994534325002439' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/2794994534325002439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/2794994534325002439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2010/06/mas-mujeres-mas-fuego-y-mas-objetos.html' title='más mujeres, más fuego, y más objetos peligrosos/More women, more fire and more dangerous objects'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/TE3Yrygr6hI/AAAAAAAABOE/hALZEXU0UCE/s72-c/fuego+g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-4212781021916173511</id><published>2010-04-28T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T09:22:08.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mujeres, fuego y objetos peligrosos, la secuela / Women, fire and dangerous objects, the Sequel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;serie Inmolación, III- Fashion/Immolation series, III, Fashion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9hzBtyiipI/AAAAAAAABIQ/sLyhLRmDoEA/s400/Inmolaci%C3%B3n-III--fashion-detalle-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;¿Cómo es posible que pasaron más que 5 meses sin actualizar el blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Un asunto muy complejo seguramente porque ¡no puede ser desorganización ni flojera! De hecho, podría ser algo de lo anterior, pero también pasa que al empezar el blog, subía mucho material de años anteriores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Luego como entré en un periodo de mucha actividad productiva, subí ya solamente lo nuevo. Pero luego pasé unos meses preparando lo nuevo sin tenerlo cuajado, y sin ganas de recurrir a completar la relación de obra anterior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bueno, quedan cosas de antes que debo de subir en algún momento, pero ahora ya estoy en condiciones de seguir con lo actual, empezando con el texto (y algunas de las imágenes) para la exposición que inauguro el 6 de junio en &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;La Gloria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, el café/galería tan cerca del corazón de nosotros los chilangos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Y aunque empiece repitiendo algo de lo ya dicho en este blog, ténganme paciencia, luego habrá datos nuevos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ahí les va:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So how is it possible that I went more than 5 months without updating the blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A very complicated matter; surely, it couldn’t possibly be laziness or disorganization! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Well, actually there was an element of the just mentioned involved, but it’s also true that when I started this blog, I spent a lot of time putting up texts and images from previous years. Then I entered into a period of much more productivity and only added the new stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But another period arrived, after November, in which I was working on new material without having it jelled, and without feeling motivated to fill in by continuing with the relation of previous work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Actually there is work from the past that I should at some point add to the blog, but right now I´ve managed to put together more new work,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;starting with the text (and some of the images) for the show to be inaugurated June 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; in La Gloria, the café/gallery so dear to the heart of us chilangos (ie, residents of Mexico City). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And although the text starts off repeating some of what you already know from the blog, be patient, new information will appear. To wit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 18px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;serie Inmolación, III- Fashion/Immolation series, II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9jtPtmbw0I/AAAAAAAABJQ/h2ENxR9rqi8/s400/Inmolaci%C3%B3n+III-+fashion+dividida.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 18px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hace poco leí que en la lengua -ya en vías de extinción- de un grupo aborigen de Australia, uno de sus varios géneros consiste de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mujeres, fuego y objetos peligrosos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Me llamó la atención porque lo integrado a este género coincide con temática que he explorado en mi producción: las mujeres son un constante en mis imágenes, y aunque lo más común es que se vean vulneradas, en contadas ocasiones han aparecido blandiendo objetos peligrosos- notablemente una mujer-niña semidesnuda con látigo y botas que dibujé a los cinco años, y otra mujer en traje de baño disparando al &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Guernica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;hice a los treinta, para la consternación de ciertos amantes de Picasso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Y llevo muchos años coleccionando imágenes de volcanes y de inmolaciones (siendo éstas o auto infligidas o por linchamientos), además de escenas que involucran a personas con fuego (jóvenes palestinos con bombas molotov, por ejemplo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Fue justo cuando me enteré del idioma en cuestión que empezaba a utilizar este material coleccionado para crear unos libros de artista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;serie Inmolación, III- Fashion/Immolation series, III, Fashion-detalle-detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9hzUZuYLqI/AAAAAAAABIg/LUnLhk_sqzE/s400/Inmolaci%C3%B3n-III--fashion-b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Not long ago I came across the fact that in an almost extinct Australian aboriginal language, one of its various genders consists of women, fire, and dangerous objects. This interested me because the elements of this gender coincide with themes that I’ve explored in my own work. Women are a constant in my images, and although usually they are depicted in a vulnerable state, in a few instances they have appeared brandishing dangerous objects, notably a half-naked girl with a whip and boots that I drew when I was five, and a woman in a fifties bathing suit shooting at Guernica -to the consternation of certain lovers of Picasso- made when I was thirty. And for many years I have been collecting images of volcanoes and immolations (these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; either self inflicted or the product of lynching), as well as scenes involving people and fire (young Palestinians throwing Molotov cocktails, for instance). About the time I became aware of the language in question I had just started to make artists’ books from some of this fiery material.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;erie Inmolación, III- Fashion/Immolation series, III, Fashion-detalle-detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9hzHjYdqRI/AAAAAAAABIY/iPMRFW_B9eA/s400/Inmolaci%C3%B3n-III--fashion-detalle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Entonces se me ocurrió que sería pertinente trabajar con las implicaciones de agrupar estas tres palabras potentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;y hacer una investigación más sistemática de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mujeres, fuego y objetos peligrosos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Siempre trabajo con imágenes de archivo, generalmente con archivos de mi propia invención, pero esta vez decidí utilizar ese gran archivo que es la red y empecé a meter en &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;google search: images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;las palabras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;women fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;dangerous objects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Emergió un material muyinteresante e inesperado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;serie Inmolación, II/Immolation series, II-detalle-detail&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9j2NnUaXmI/AAAAAAAABJg/v6i4W4Eb9RA/s400/Inmolaci%C3%B3n-II-d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So it occurred to me that it could be pertinent to work with the implications of grouping these three potent words: women, fire and dangerous objects, and to investigate them in a more systematic way. I almost always work with images from archives, usually archives of my own invention, but this time I decided to utilize that great archive, the World Wide Web, and started to put into -Google search: images- the words women fire or dangerous objects. A very interesting and somewhat unexpected material emerged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;serie Inmolación, II- Fashion/Immolation series, II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9jnFh9Jv9I/AAAAAAAABIo/TKUkl1T95vo/s400/Inmolaci%C3%B3n-II-b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bajo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;dangerous objects &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;encontré referencias a meteoritos, por ejemplo, y una serie de imágenes en rayos equis documentando los objetos peligrosos e insólitos hallados tanto en cuerpos humanos como animales. Entre los casos de mujeres, destaca el de una joven china que padecía de dolor crónico, en cuyo cuerpo se encontraron más de 20 agujas que al parecer sus abuelos le clavaron en su infancia, deseosos de su muerte para abrir el paso al futuro nacimiento de un nieto varón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;También empecé a pedir a amigos y parientes sugerencias sobre posibles objetos peligrosos y buscar imágenes de lo sugerido en internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;serie Inmolación, II/Immolation series, II-detalle-detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9jnLWXghtI/AAAAAAAABIw/zq2EQKzFQGs/s400/Inmolaci%C3%B3n-II-detalle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;nder dangerous objects I encountered many references to meteorites, for instance, and a series of X-ray images documenting the dangerous and unusual objects found in bodies, both of humans and animals. Among the cases involving women, that of a young Chinese suffering from chronic pain stands out. In her body over 20 needles were found, apparently inserted into her as an infant by her grandparents, in an attempt to provoke her death and clear the path for the birth of a future male grandson. I also started to ask friends and relations for suggestions of possible dangerous objects and to follow up their suggestions with more internet image searches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;No intentes esto en casa/Don't try this at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal;font-size:16;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9jpoXCrKVI/AAAAAAAABI4/BZbXkdVzVt8/s400/don%27t-try-this-at-home....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;En cuanto a mujeres y fuego, encontré evidencia tras evidencia de una práctica en la India de aprovechar las fogatas abiertas de las cocinas tradicionales para quemar a las nueras o esposas indeseables (para luego buscar una dote mejor).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Entre los que se inmolan, de los cuales tengo en mi colección tanto hombres como mujeres, había casos sonados de monjes que se quemaban por razones políticas, pero lo que más me sorprendió fueron aquellos que recurrieron a esta drástica medida después de que les fuese negado el permiso para abrir un negocio o por enfrentar un desalojo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;En las pláticas resultantes a la pregunta “¿y qué estás preparando?” y mi subsecuente respuesta, salieron otras posibilidades, como la auto combustión, de la cual por coincidencia acabo de encontrar un caso en el libro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bleak House &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;de Charles Dickens, que estoy escuchando (sí, audio) como parte de mis estrategias para no aburrirme mientras trabajo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Centinela/Sentinel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9hwdB5CN7I/AAAAAAAABHA/v8J3JwuvqaI/s400/Centinela-b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;As for women and fire, I found one story after another of a practice in India in which the traditional open kitchen fires are employed to burn unwanted daughter-in-laws or wives (with a replacement and her dowry in mind). Among those who burn themselves up, of whom I find both men and women in my collection, there are famous cases of monks who ignite themselves for political reasons, but what I find most surprising, in terms of motives, are those who recur to this drastic measure after being denied a permit to open a shop, or when faced with eviction. In the talks that regularly take place after being asked, “So what are you working on right now?” and my subsequent reply, other possibilities have emerged, such as auto combustion, of which I just happened find a case, by coincidence, in Bleak House by Charles Dickens, a novel I have been listening to (yes, free audio books!) as I work as one of my strategies to avoid boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 18px; FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Centinela/Sentinel-detalle-detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9hwqzN5hgI/AAAAAAAABHI/zPtkPZ47x5s/s400/Centinela-copy-v-detalle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hasta ahora iba trabajando con información muy limitada en cuanto a la fuente del concepto de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mujeres, fuego y objetos peligrosos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. Pero luego recibí en mi blog, donde había platicado algo de mi proyecto, un comentario sobre el lingüista George Lakoff , que publicó en los años ochenta un libro titulado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Women, Fire and Dangerous Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, al parecer relacionado con ese idioma aborigen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Busqué el libro (en la red por supuesto) y encontré en su prefacio (cortesía de Amazon) que efectivamente se trataba del mismo idioma, que se llama el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dyirbal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. Según otro sitio, al hablar en este idioma, cada nombre se precede con uno de cuatro clasificadores: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bayi, Balan, Balam, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Bala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Balan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; incluye mujeres y fuego y además, cierto tipo de armas como lanzas, el sol y las estrellas, animales insólitos como el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;platypus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, ciertos insectos como los alacranes y las luciérnagas, algunas serpientes, perros, casi todas las aves y el agua. Analizado por R.M.W. Dixon, las categorías se pueden simplificar así: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bayi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;se aplica a hombres y a la mayor parte de los animales, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Balan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; a mujeres, agua, fuego y pelea, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Balam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;a la comida que no sea carne y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bala, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;a todo lo no incluido en otras clases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 18px; FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Centinela/Sentinel-detalle-detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9hyivN4uQI/AAAAAAAABHw/HWoErwfX9jg/s400/Centinela-copy-v-b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Up to this point I had been working with limited information about the source of the concept women, fire, and dangerous objects. Then I received a commentary in my blog, where I had commented something about my project, to the effect that in the eighties, the linguist George Lakoff had published a book called Women, Fire and Dangerous Things which was probably related to the same aboriginal language. I looked for the book (in the web of course) and discovered from its preface (courtesy of Amazon) that it indeed had to do with that language, called Dyirbal. According to another site, when one speaks in Dyirbal, all nouns are preceded by one of four classifiers: Bayi, Balan, Balam, and Bala. Balan includes women and fire, and also some kinds of weapons such as spears, the sun and the stars, unusual animals like the platypus, some insects including scorpions and fireflies, certain snakes, dogs, most birds, and water. As analizado by R.M.W. Dixon, the categories can be simplified as follows: Bayi applies to men and most animals, Balan to women, water, fire and fighting, Balam to food which is not flesh, and Bala to everything not included in the other categories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;No intentes esto en casa/Don't try this at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9jrYDOVnwI/AAAAAAAABJA/JMGHdo3oQR8/s400/don%27t-try-this-at-home...v-detalle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Los lingüistas se han fijado en el Dyirbal para el estudio de categorías, especialmente categorías culturales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A mí me interesan sus categorías por lo que puedan sugerir y las imágenes que pueda inventar a partir de ellas. Pretendo hacer con las imágenes y conceptos encontrados lo que suelo hacer con el material que trabajo: alterar, combinar y re contextualizar, en el intento de crear imágenes que ofrezcan algo que las palabras no abarcan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Linguists have found Dyirbal very useful for the study of categories specifically related to culture. As for me, I find the language’s categories interesting for all they may suggest and for the images I can invent building on what I find in such suggestion. I intend to do with the resulting images and concepts what I always do with the material I work with: alter, combine, recontextualize, in an attempt to create images that offer something that words cannot convey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;obra en proceso/work in progess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9hywoxSVJI/AAAAAAAABIA/bGZNmfZbjBg/s400/elemento-mujer-b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918551101172524357-4212781021916173511?l=carla-rippey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/4212781021916173511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1918551101172524357&amp;postID=4212781021916173511' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/4212781021916173511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/4212781021916173511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2010/04/muerjes-fuego-y-objetos-peligrosos-la.html' title='Mujeres, fuego y objetos peligrosos, la secuela / Women, fire and dangerous objects, the Sequel'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9hzBtyiipI/AAAAAAAABIQ/sLyhLRmDoEA/s72-c/Inmolaci%C3%B3n-III--fashion-detalle-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-4791926170680215136</id><published>2009-11-04T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:30:25.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Women, Fire, and Dangerous Objects/Mujeres, fuego y objetos peligrosos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/Svt85UQx5HI/AAAAAAAABD8/yxnEMQgAHoY/s1600-h/Inmolaci%C3%B3n+mujer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/Svt85UQx5HI/AAAAAAAABD8/yxnEMQgAHoY/s400/Inmolaci%C3%B3n+mujer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403049502094517362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I recently read that in the languaje of a certain Aboriginal group in Australia there are about 22 genders (as opposed to English which has none and Spanish which just distinguishes between male and female). One of these gender groups is comprised of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;women, fire and dangerous objects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Of course I immediately decided this would be a great title for a body of work, and now I've started on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Recientemente leí que en el lenguaje de cierto grupo aboriginal de Australia, hay como 22 géneros distintos (comparados con el inglés que no tiene géneros yel español que no más maneja masculino y feminino). Uno de estos géneros está compuesto por&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; mujeres, fuego y objetos peligrosos&lt;/span&gt;. Por supuesto decidí de inmediato que esto sería un título fantástico para un conjunto de trabajos, y ya estoy en eso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Esto y los que siguen, vistas del libro de artista "Inmolación", 2009- This and those that follow, views of the artist's book "Immolation"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400290021917134402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SvGvKbh1DkI/AAAAAAAABBU/ePGyVPgakwk/s400/inmolaci%C3%B3n-cerrado+ch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Around the same time I was asked to contribute a few artists' books to an congress on graphics and the printed word in Oaxaca, Mexico, called &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Libre Tiraje&lt;/span&gt;. So my first incursions in the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;gender&lt;/span&gt; of women, fire and dangerous objects will see the light of day in Oaxaca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al mismo tiempo me habían pedido libros de artista para exponer en un primer encuentro de gráfica y escritura en Oaxaca, llamada&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; Libre Tiraje&lt;/span&gt;. Entonces las primeras incursiones en esta vena se verán la luz de día en Oaxaca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SvGxBMCNmMI/AAAAAAAABBk/yLTZTyiinFI/s1600-h/inmolacion+semi+abierto.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400292062162426050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SvGxBMCNmMI/AAAAAAAABBk/yLTZTyiinFI/s400/inmolacion+semi+abierto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I have a small collection of newspaper clippings of volcanoes and people set on fire, either by themselves (in a couple of cases because they couldn't get permits to operate their businesses, curiously enough) or by lynch mobs. There are as well as few Palestine youths trying to set other things on fire. Actually these clippings have spent a long time lost in my papers but recently came to light once again, and I complemented them with a few images from the web. After a little photoshopping I made up a sequence in transfer on Japanese paper which is my first foray into the fire subject matter (though I worked a lot with volcanoes about 20 years ago, when I was travelling often through the Mexican landscape).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo una pequeña colección de recortes de periódicos de volcanos y de gente en llamas, o auto inmolada (en un par de los casos representados porque no conseguiron permisos para operar sus negocios, curiosamente) o linchada. También hay varios chavos palestinos tratando de encendiar otras cosas. La verdad es que estos recortes estuvieron perdidos entre mis papeles durante mucho tiempo pero reciéntemente salieron a la luz otra vez, y los he complementado con unas imágenes de la red. Después de una sesíon en Photoshop pude hacer una secuencia en transferencia sobre papel japonés que es la primera salida de obra con lo relacionado con fuego (aunque hace 20 años trabajé mucho con imágenes de volcanos, en una época en que viajaba mucho en el campo mexicano.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400297704408591362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SvG2JnChrAI/AAAAAAAABB0/ygSAV4euJAw/s400/inmolaci%C3%B3n-vista-para-exponer-2+ch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I had a hard time working on this piece because the images ended up affecting me, people in flames are disturbing subject matter (which is of course why they interested me in the first place).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Me costó trabajo hacer esta pieza porque las imágenes me llegaron demasiado. Gente en llamas termina por ser una temática perturbante (y por supuesto por eso me interesó en primer lugar).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400352772725291330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SvHoPAgWOUI/AAAAAAAABCc/yu3YmRgMVGU/s400/Inmolaci%C3%B3n--vista-para-exponer+ch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The piece is called&lt;em&gt; Immolation&lt;/em&gt;. -- La pieza se llama &lt;em&gt;Inmolación.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SvGvVqV3eGI/AAAAAAAABBc/H6FUwPCdbsc/s1600-h/Inmolaci%C3%83%C2%B3n-completa+ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400290214872053858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 69px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SvGvVqV3eGI/AAAAAAAABBc/H6FUwPCdbsc/s400/Inmolaci%C3%B3n-completa+ch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I did another volcano piece at the same time, with an image based on a daguerrotype that the critic Olivier Debroise gave to me long ago -because the face was scratched in a way that made him think of my interventions in drawings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400358211188655874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SvHtLkXDhwI/AAAAAAAABCs/RSzOSoPKJT8/s400/fumarola-cerrada+ni%C3%B1a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hice otra obra relacionada con volcanos al mismo tiempo, con una imagen basada en una daguerrotipia que me regaló el crítico OLiver Debroise hace mucho tiempo -poque la cara estaba rayada en una forma que lo hizo pensar en mis intervenciones en dibujo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fumarola/cerrado/closed/2009&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400358040926015138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SvHtBqFRzqI/AAAAAAAABCk/F9xckat9Cxo/s400/fumarola-cerrada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/Svt454Q6sGI/AAAAAAAABDc/8_Je7hM3L-A/s400/ni%C3%B1a+nube+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quise establecer una continuidad entre la sustancia negra saliendo de su boca (aparentemente) y la que salía del volcán en otra  antigua foto mexicana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What I wanted to do was to create a continuity between the black substance (apparently) coming out of the girl's mouth and that emerging from the mouth of the volcano in another old Mexican photograph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fumarola/abierto/open&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400358362528514626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SvHtUYJSgkI/AAAAAAAABC0/giBbMCortUA/s400/fumarola-abierto-2+ch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;El libro se llama &lt;em&gt;Fumarola&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The name of the book in Spanish comes from the plumes of steam that the volcano throws off. This doesn't seem to work as a title in English, maybe something like &lt;em&gt;Vapor&lt;/em&gt; would...or perhaps something a little more sinister. &lt;em&gt;Black Words&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Meanwhile I keep digging up old copies of old prints and making collages of them with the new (manga) prints. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;lotos y mujer reclinándose/lotus and woman reclining 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9j5cTSKbGI/AAAAAAAABJo/jSJK7KPyDIY/s400/lotos-y-mujer-reclin%C3%A1ndose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;serie-flores-del-mal--velo-roto/series Fleur du mal-the torn veil 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9j6m2hz5aI/AAAAAAAABJw/FivyVj1tyVc/s400/serie-flores-del-mal--velo-roto-marzo-2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mientras tanto sigo sacando copias de viejos grabados para hacer collage con los nuevos (manga) grabados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/S9j7S1ls9hI/AAAAAAAABJ4/rAypAO1HzCY/s400/serie-flores-del-mal--velo-roto-detalle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Sometimes I try to make a collage similiar to a previous one, but somehow they always turn out differently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;A veces quisiera hacer una versión parecida a otra previa, pero siempre me salen distintas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Susana and the elders, second version/Susana y los viejos, segunda versión&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); 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Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/Svt85UQx5HI/AAAAAAAABD8/yxnEMQgAHoY/s72-c/Inmolaci%C3%B3n+mujer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-8245069610002219991</id><published>2009-09-16T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T20:47:05.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unas observaciones/a few observations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrFMwoJffUI/AAAAAAAABA8/dZ_SnzaKLEw/s1600-h/Culture-Shock-IV,+altura+400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrFMwoJffUI/AAAAAAAABA8/dZ_SnzaKLEw/s400/Culture-Shock-IV,+altura+400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382167427979115842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrFKkvUPX3I/AAAAAAAABAc/r7sECBrXhvg/s200/Culture-Shock-V,+altura+400.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382165024721559410" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrFKQvtqvBI/AAAAAAAABAM/u513P9k-9Eg/s200/culture-shock-VII..jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382164681230826514" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrFKZ21L6RI/AAAAAAAABAU/DcwddqG20A8/s200/culture-shock-VI+altura+400.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 198px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382164837760231698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrFLz6maDDI/AAAAAAAABAs/KOjB4D4-Id4/s200/culture-shock-I+y+VIII+altura+400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382166384960212018" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrFJqWLrlbI/AAAAAAAAA_0/MjrlvrnBqTA/s200/Culture-Shock-III,+altura+400.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 197px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382164021542360498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrFMgELK-6I/AAAAAAAABA0/W5EQrOcP9Iw/s200/culture-shock-II,+altura+400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382167143444577186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 198px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;My idea with this entry is to complete the gallery of images included in the exposition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Elsewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Above is a more complete (or more legible) version  of the series &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;This series (each one 80 x 80 cm) can go on infinitely as each one connects to the next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Here a sequence of twelve (from the Arróniz show) can be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Mi idea con esta entrada al blog es de completar la galería de imágenes de la exposición &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Elsewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;. Arriba encuentran a la serie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;, más completa (o más legible). Esta serie puede seguirse infinitamente como cada cuadro se conecta con el que sigue. Aquí ven una serie de doce cuadros de la exposición en la galería Arróniz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrFOsCroCOI/AAAAAAAABBE/kIWuu75eDfI/s400/culture-shock,-galer%C3%ADa-arroniz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382169548225513698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 115px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Using these prints (which are cut from a material used for the soles of shoes, similiar to linoleum), I began to invent variations, intervening the printed plate with collage of smaller prints, or transfers, sewing, and/or the application of gold or silver leaf or metallic pigments. Below you see one of these works, which I called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Susana and the Elders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;De estos grabados (en suela para zapatos, que es como linóleo) empecé a inventar variaciones, interviniendo el grabado impreso con collage de grabados más chicos o de transferencia, costura, y/o la aplicación de hoja de oro o plata o pigmentos en polvo metálico. Abajo ven una de estas obras, a la cual puse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Susana y los viejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrErV917w-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/nQTSGMAp72M/s1600-h/Susana-y-los-viejos-ch.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 397px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrErV917w-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/nQTSGMAp72M/s400/Susana-y-los-viejos-ch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382130686062478306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrErQGAQzKI/AAAAAAAAA88/RcZO7y5ztM4/s1600-h/Susana+y+los+viejos+dtl+ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrErQGAQzKI/AAAAAAAAA88/RcZO7y5ztM4/s320/Susana+y+los+viejos+dtl+ch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382130585174068386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;plus a couple of details....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEqJwlmsgI/AAAAAAAAA8M/q0tL-9K_3m4/s1600-h/sue%C3%B1o-paralelo-detalle-ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrErCpUD1mI/AAAAAAAAA8s/RHoOqaQuIlE/s320/Susana-y-los-viejos-dtl-3.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382130354134177378" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;y unos detalles.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEqJwlmsgI/AAAAAAAAA8M/q0tL-9K_3m4/s1600-h/sue%C3%B1o-paralelo-detalle-ch.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;Below is another such work; this one is made up of two impressions on almost transparent Nepalese paper, with one sheet turned over on top of the other and sewn into place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Two transfer prints (the same geisha, reversed) also sewn on, complete the image.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Abajo está otro ejemplo, hecho de dos impresiones en papel nepalés casi transparente, una hoja volteada y cosida sobre la otra. Se completa con dos imágenes de geishas (la misma volteada realmente).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEqDI2IsuI/AAAAAAAAA8E/2rUaT6i9EvA/s400/sue%C3%B1o-paralelo-ch.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382129263086973666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;It's called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Parallel Planets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Se llama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Planetas paralelas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEqJwlmsgI/AAAAAAAAA8M/q0tL-9K_3m4/s400/sue%C3%B1o-paralelo-detalle-ch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382129376834269698" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 386px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;The image below, printed from  a smaller (50 x 50 cm) woodcut, has a drypoint print incorporated into it and is sprinkled with silver pigment. The girl is Xie Kitchin, one of Charles Dodgeson (Lewis Carroll)'s models, dressed up as a Chinese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;La imagen abajo, impresa de una xilografía más chica (50 x 50 cm) tiene incorporada un grabado en punta seca y está rociada con pigmento plateado. La niña es Xie Kitchin, una de las modelos de Charles Dodgeson (Lewis Carroll), vestida de chinita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEp5_aE9PI/AAAAAAAAA78/bMxlCYuhz5I/s400/4.+Xie-Kitchin-plateada.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382129105934546162" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Below you see a ceramic plate printed with one of the plates from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;. The damp clay is printed using the plate, then rolled up and later covered with pigment which is eventually sandpapered off, leaving the pigment only in the lower parts of the relief. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Abajo ven un platón en cerámica, impreso de una de las placas de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;. El barro húmedo se imprime con la placa y se moldea, para luego ser cubierto con pigmento que eventualmente se rebaja con lija, dejando el pigmento en la parte más baja del relieve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEpoF3QCWI/AAAAAAAAA70/GWGRgpJSzxE/s1600-h/plat%C3%B3n-de-la-serie-culture-shock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEpoF3QCWI/AAAAAAAAA70/GWGRgpJSzxE/s400/plat%C3%B3n-de-la-serie-culture-shock.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382128798429874530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEpY0Q9BnI/AAAAAAAAA7s/UTTk6q9pJw8/s1600-h/cuatro-maneras-de-enfrentar-el-vac%C3%ADo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEpY0Q9BnI/AAAAAAAAA7s/UTTk6q9pJw8/s400/cuatro-maneras-de-enfrentar-el-vac%C3%ADo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382128536007804530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEooGKFEtI/AAAAAAAAA7k/eiIra0xlvhU/s1600-h/cuatro-maneras-de-enfrentar-el-vac%C3%ADo-dtl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEooGKFEtI/AAAAAAAAA7k/eiIra0xlvhU/s400/cuatro-maneras-de-enfrentar-el-vac%C3%ADo-dtl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382127698997220050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Above are two details of the composition below, which is assembled from the same woodcut print in different positions, with four small drypoint prints incorporated. It's called, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Four ways of confronting the void.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Arriba se encuentran dos detalles de la composición abajo, compuesta de un grabado en madera en cuaro posiciones distintas, con cuatro grabados en punta seca incorporados. Se llama: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Cuatro forms de enfrentar el vacío.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEm4CSBxvI/AAAAAAAAA7U/DNoR6gbrTFw/s1600-h/7.-cuatro-maneras-de-enfrentar-el-vac%C3%ADo-ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEm4CSBxvI/AAAAAAAAA7U/DNoR6gbrTFw/s400/7.-cuatro-maneras-de-enfrentar-el-vac%C3%ADo-ch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382125773811468018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Another linoleum print (60 x 55 cm) was used together with three small drypoint prints (actually two prints, with one right-side-up and also up-side-down) on Japanese paper to make the version below, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Children among Lotus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Other grabado en linoleo, (60 x 55 cm), se ocupó junto con tres pequeños grabados en punta seca (bueno, dos, con uno impreso dos veces y puesto derecho y al revés) en papel japonés para hacer la versión abajo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Niños entre lotos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEmyIzinOI/AAAAAAAAA7M/Ucg6-mlUdwY/s1600-h/1.-ni%C3%B1os-con-lotos-ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEmyIzinOI/AAAAAAAAA7M/Ucg6-mlUdwY/s400/1.-ni%C3%B1os-con-lotos-ch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382125672483429602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;And with the same plate, now upright instead of sideways, the following version was made, with three drypoint prints printed on pages from a Japanese stenography book. It's called, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Gaki, a Warrior, and Carnivorous plants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;. The gaki are hungry ghosts, the medieval Japanese' explanation for the disappearance of organic waste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Y con la misma placa, ahora derecho en vez de de lado, la versión siguiente se hizo, con tres grabados en punta seca impresas en hojas de un libro japonés de estenografía. Se llama, Gaki, guerrero y plantas carnívoras. Los gaki, fantasmas hambrientos, son la explicación de los japoneses medievales de la desaparición de los restos orgánicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrElxsBJzPI/AAAAAAAAA6c/e0zXc_zKrsc/s400/2.-Gaki,-guerrero,-y-plantas-carn%C3%ADvoros-ch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382124565244267762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;A detail/Un detalle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEmsH6zKTI/AAAAAAAAA7E/A87TjlzmIsc/s1600-h/gaki-guerreo-dtl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEmsH6zKTI/AAAAAAAAA7E/A87TjlzmIsc/s400/gaki-guerreo-dtl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382125569166223666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;The Golden Flower: the diptych below.  / La flor dorada: el díptico abajo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEmQeOJxEI/AAAAAAAAA68/ANMOUwVmgHE/s1600-h/Flor-dorada-2-ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEmQeOJxEI/AAAAAAAAA68/ANMOUwVmgHE/s320/Flor-dorada-2-ch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382125094116639810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEmKa0VLoI/AAAAAAAAA60/CzF9lx6M9w4/s320/Flor-dorada-1-ch.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382124990123814530" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrEmByJ-byI/AAAAAAAAA6s/53HeSUOzBSU/s1600-h/Flor-dorada-2-ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;And finally, a detail from another version shown complete in the previous entry: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Love among samurais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Y para terminar, un detalle de otra version que se vio completa en la previa entrada: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Amor entre samurai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrFeiCnHUBI/AAAAAAAABBM/Md5TepSFTGU/s400/2.-amor-entre-samurias-dtl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382186968593944594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918551101172524357-8245069610002219991?l=carla-rippey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/8245069610002219991/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1918551101172524357&amp;postID=8245069610002219991' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/8245069610002219991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/8245069610002219991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='unas observaciones/a few observations'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SrFMwoJffUI/AAAAAAAABA8/dZ_SnzaKLEw/s72-c/Culture-Shock-IV,+altura+400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-8635253808123326455</id><published>2009-07-12T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T06:54:25.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elsewhere (Otherness)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;De  julio hasta septiembre esta exposición se encuentra en la galería Arroniz Arte Contemporáneo en la ciudad de México. (Plaza Río de Janeiro 53 pb, Colonia Roma, www.arroniz-arte.com) Abajo encuentran el texto que la acompaña. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;From July to September, this exhibit can be seen in the gallery, Arróniz Arte Contemporáneo in Mexico City. (The address is, Plaza Río de Janeiro 53 pb, Colonia Roma, www.arroniz-arte.com)  Below you'll find  the text that accompanies the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                                                                                    For the English version, scroll down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                                                                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/Sln-nr05FGI/AAAAAAAAA1s/jLMXVbHKMnY/s1600-h/vista-de-cajas-como-contendoras-de-si-mismas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 380px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/Sln-nr05FGI/AAAAAAAAA1s/jLMXVbHKMnY/s400/vista-de-cajas-como-contendoras-de-si-mismas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357593189466838114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Otredad, disfraz, y exotismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Desde hace tiempo he tenido la idea de encararme con mi tendencia, marcada y algo misteriosa, de ocuparme de temas de otras culturas, orientales en particular. Puede ser por una afinidad con&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; su estética: por ejemplo, esa fuerte predilección por el diseño elaborado- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;pattern- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;y la estilización y dramatismo de muchas manifestaciones culturales asiáticas, particularmente el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ukiyo-e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; japonés y su herencia en &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Igual que a generaciones de niñas y niños, desde las inglesas “chinas” decimonónicas retratadas por Charles Dodgeson hasta los retratos anónimos de mi colección- chicos en kimonos en foto estudios de México y Texas- reiteradas veces me nace el impulso de disfrazarme de otro, de explorar iconografía ajena a la de mi herencia personal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/Sln7828v5bI/AAAAAAAAA1c/TrldqDC16xo/s400/10.-primus-cerrado.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Un artista se expresa, se proyecta, y por ende se revela por medio de su obra. ¿Qué implica, entonces, expresarse por medio de lo que no es propio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;¿Revelarse por medio de un disfraz? Conocedores de psicología dirían que invertir en una imagen apartada del ser es una&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; característica narcisista, y agregarían que el narcisismo es un desorden propio de los artistas. Como sea me siento más yo, al parecer, si me proyecto por medio de la otredad. O a lo mejor lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; que soy se estira si se sumerge en lo foráneo. O llevo tantos años de ser extranjera que me siento más yo siendo otra, la anomalía.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Debo aclarar que mi uso de elementos culturales &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;de otra parte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; es un uso del aficionado o del turista y no el de un estudioso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;La iconografía no implica para mí lo que podría implicar para personas de las culturas involucradas; mis construcciones son inventos, quizás metáforas, una especie de pastiche de elementos que llegan a tener, que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;deben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; asumir, un significado distinto de lo que conllevan en su contexto cultural original. Pero la existencia de ese significado original les puede dar a la imagen creada más niveles de lectura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/Sln7zf3Q-zI/AAAAAAAAA1M/mvv-W-pOJic/s400/12.-primus-abierto-(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357590093879114546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Disfraz, otredad, y exotismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The title above demands some explanation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It starts off in English, although the exhibit it describes takes place in a Spanish-speaking country, partly because the show is about cross cultural events, and partly because to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;elsewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; in Spanish, one needs three words, while as the word is short and sweet in English. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Otredad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; and otherness are the same thing; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;disfraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; means disguise or costume and even dress-up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Exotismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; is of course, exoticism (chinoiserie falls into this category).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;From some time now I have had the idea that it would be interesting to confront my marked and rather mysterious tendency to work with subject matter from other cultures, particular the Oriental. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;An explanation of this trait would have to include my personal affinity with the esthetics of these far-off places: for example, my predilection for all types of pattern and interest in the stylization and dramatic quality of many Asiatic cultural manifestations, particularly the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ukiyo-e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; of Japan and its heritage apparent in present day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. As a further explanation, I evoke the generations of children, from the nineteenth-century English girls photographed by Charles Dodgeson in Chinese costume to the anonymous portraits of my own collection (kids in kimonos immortalized in Mexican and Texan photography studios) who have had the urge to project themselves through an assumed identity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I share that urge, a compulsion to disguise myself as the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;other, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and to explore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;iconography foreign to my own cultural heritage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;caja Primus de al serie  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Cajas como contenedoras de si mismas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;/ Primus box from the series  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Boxes as containers of themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;  2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/Sln7sOgPmaI/AAAAAAAAA1E/EfZI5YN6cL0/s400/12.-primus-abierto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Artists express and project themselves and therefore reveal themselves through their work. What does it imply, therefore, to express oneself in a guise not native to the self expressed, to reveal oneself by means of a disguise? Those knowledgeable in psychology say that investing in an image separated from the self is a narcissistic characteristic, and could add that narcissism is a disorder common to artists. That said, I feel more myself, apparently, if I project myself by means of otherness. Or perhaps, my identity is stretched if it’s imbued in foreignness. Or I’ve been a foreigner (American in Mexico) so long that I feel more myself, being the other- the anomaly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I have to make clear that I use cultural elements from “elsewhere” as an amateur or tourist and not as a student of cultures. The iconography doesn’t imply for me all that it would imply for the natives of these borrowed cultures; my constructions are inventions, perhaps metaphors, a sort of pastiche of elements that come to have, which must assume, a significance distinct from that which they carry in context of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;their own culture. But the existence of that original, implicit meaning can give the created image another layer of resonance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/Sln_MUZpA4I/AAAAAAAAA10/kq-JzSlAPwk/s400/primus-hoja-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357593818833683330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;La figura en el tapiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Durante años anduve buscando un cuento de Henry James llamado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The Figure in the Carpet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Como yo lo recordaba, se trataba de un niño jugando en la borde de un tapete oriental, imaginado que éste tenía profundidad y dimensión real, cuando repentinamente cae adentro del tapete y desaparece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Encontré el cuento en la red hace un mes, pero la historia es otra. Quién sabe de dónde saqué mi versión imaginaria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;El cuento narra el intento de un joven crítico literario y un amigo, también crítico, de descifrar el motivo, el asunto esencial, que recorre toda la obra de un distinguido novelista. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A este “asunto” le llaman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;la figura en el tapete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Y el amigo lo descubre, pero su descubrimiento se pierde con la muerte del novelista y del descubridor. Pero me quedo con la frase de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;la figura en el tapete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, o como prefiero traducirla, yendo del piso a la pared, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;en el tapiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. Lo interesante en seguir la trayectoria de cualquier escritor o artista, o hasta podría decir de cualquier persona, es esa búsqueda de la figura –o figuras- en su tapiz.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; detalle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;La Figura en el Tapiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, grafito/papel/detail, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;The Figure in the Carpet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; graphite/paper, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/Sln7ch1L9qI/AAAAAAAAA00/CmxeE_8KMzo/s400/detalle-figura-tapiz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; The Figure in the Carpet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For years I have been looking for a story by Henry James called “The Figure in the Carpet”. As I recalled the narrative, it was about a little boy playing on the edge of an Oriental carpet, imagining that it had real depth and dimension, like a secret jungle, into which, suddenly, he actually falls and thus disappears. I found the story through the internet about a month ago, but the story was not at all what I remembered. It turned out to be the narratiion of the efforts of a young literary critic and a friend of his, also a critic, to decipher the hidden meaning, the essence or uniting thread woven into the body of work of a distinguished novelist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This essence they called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;figure in the carpet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And finally the friend does discover it, but the discovery is lost with his inopportune death in conjunction with that of the novelist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But the phrase &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;the figure in the carpet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; continues to fascinate me. An essential motivating force when delving into the trajectory of any artist or writer, or any person, for that matter, is the possibility of discerning something about the figure in their carpet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloCaxRexkI/AAAAAAAAA2E/oxQR3Jzkdqc/s400/La-figura-en-el-tapiz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357597365637137986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 55px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 55px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Disfraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Fiesta de disfraces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, México, c.1965&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, grafito/papel/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Costume Party, Mexico City, c.1965&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, graphite/papel, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloTndB3DfI/AAAAAAAAA50/4k3ikRyaz6o/s400/Fiesta-de-disfraces.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357616275238882802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;El traje de luces y la toga del juez me parecen de los disfraces más formidables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;En mis archivos (imágenes recogidas) casi todos los hombres llevan algún vestimento especial: de luchador, domador de leones, samurái. En América Latina descubrí la gran tradición de fotografiar en estudio a niños vestidos de duendes, Peter Pan, conejos, chinos, japoneses, charros y chinas poblanas. Pero las imágenes que más me interesan ahora son aquellas en que, en vez de estar posando para una cámara, los niños disfrazados están en una dinámica social: se crea una dialéctica o un desfasaje entre la &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;persona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; asumida y la personalidad que se escurre por las grietas en el disfraz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;En general encuentro esta situación en fotografías familiares (viejas y abandonadas en los mercados de pulgas) tomadas en eventos caracterizados por la exigencia de un disfraz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Máscara desplazada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, garfito/papel/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Desplaced Mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, graphite/papel, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloIZdyk2JI/AAAAAAAAA2U/OxDdnSaE2nk/s400/m%C3%A1scara-desplazada-provisional.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357603940297136274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" line-height:115%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Disguise, Costume, and Dressing Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A bullfighter’s attire and the robe of a judge seem to me extraordinary disguises. In my archives (found and collected images) almost all the men are in some sort of special dress: wrestlers, lion trainers, samurais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In Latin America I have discovered the marvelous tradition (though now a bit outmoded) of periodically photographing children in professional studios, dressed as elves, bunnies, geishas, c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;harros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; (Mexican cowboys) as well as other folkloric alternatives. But the images that most interest me are those where instead of posing for the camera, the children are photographed in a social event, interacting: a dialectic is created between the personae assumed and the original personality of the child which seeps through the cracks in the disguise. In general I find these situations in old family photographs (relocated to flea markets) taken in events characterized by obligatory dressing-up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloNO7SWKzI/AAAAAAAAA3c/FlGiLRifBK4/s400/Culture-Shock,-entero.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357609256794598194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 50px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Quizás siguiendo con la idea de dinámicas y confrontaciones, empecé a traducir páginas de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;manga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;a grabados en relieve, en los cuales cada grabado se conectaba con el grabado siguiente. En cierto momento empecé a cambiar el motivo: el elemento japonés fue reemplazado por una estilización de una de las telas que fabricaba Rusia a fines del siglo 19 y principios del 20, para los mercados de Asia Central. Estas telas en sí combinan dos culturas: suelen tomar un diseño de origen europeo y volverlo más rudo—más colorido y menos sutil--, para acomodarse a los gustos de los nómadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;asiáticos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;elementos de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, grabado en relieve/elements of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, relief prints, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloOiw45GFI/AAAAAAAAA4M/iePT9AWcMak/s400/culture-shock-I-y-VIII.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357610697112492114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloNq8rqzbI/AAAAAAAAA4E/wpT2Jl_LTV4/s400/Culture-Shock-V.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357609738205580722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 394px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;Working with the idea of a dynamic involving cultural confrontation, I started translating pages of manga into relief prints cut out of sheets of material for shoe soles (similar to linoleum). The design of each print connected to the next print. At a certain point I changed the pattern: the Japanese element began to give way to a stylization of fabric manufactured by the Russians in the late nineteenth and early twentieth century for sale in the Central Asian markets. These fabrics themselves represent the combination of two cultures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;generally a floral pattern of European origin is taken and made more extravagant: brighter colors, bolder design, to accommodate the taste of the nomadic Asian market. There are seven prints in all, but as each connects to the next, they can form an indefinite file of repeating images.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Sushi heroico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, grabado en relieve con transferencia/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Heroic Sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, relief print with transfer, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloJl7_FHjI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nriGoRXZ7OU/s400/1.Sushi-herioco-completo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sushi heroico y El jardín de las delicias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;El mundo de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Culture Shock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;fue diseñado para dividirse en submundos. De allí, con la ayuda de esa tecnología tan cómoda que es la fotocopia en transferencia, los submundos se podrían poblar. Los primeros territorios colonializados fueron tomados por sushis voladores y chinas revolucionarias en paracaídas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Aquí hubo una combinación bárbara -- típica de las confusiones occidentales -- de elementos culturales que no deben compartir un escenario.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Desde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;El jardín de las delicias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; nos sonríen unas muchachas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;vintage -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;que ya pasaron 4 ó 5 décadas en carteles anunciando hilos y tabacos- entre hojas flotando recogidas de catálogos de papel tapiz. Están acompañados por un samurái y una muchacha (adúltera) encinta rescatada de una suerte terrible en las páginas de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ukiyo-e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. En las letras se posan dos figuras (más bien, una figura desdoblada) tomadas del Bosco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sueño una versión con serpientes y escaleras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Un elemento del &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;se independizó como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Amor entre samuráis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;El jardín de las delicias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; grabado en relieve con transferencia/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;The Garden of Earthly Delights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, relief print with transfer, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloKbKJcI5I/AAAAAAAAA20/J7vOho9Xodo/s400/El-jard%C3%ADn-de-las-delicias-I.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloKgwzq7OI/AAAAAAAAA28/OW1JmqIw7W0/s400/El-jard%C3%ADn-de-las-delicias-II.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloKwdRvDpI/AAAAAAAAA3U/icfOhNqBldg/s400/El-jard%C3%ADn-de-las-delicias-III.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Heroic Sushi and Love between Samurais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The world of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; was designed to be divided into sub-worlds. And there, with that accommodating technology known as transfer of photocopies, the sub-worlds could be populated. The first territories to be colonized were invaded by flying pieces of sushi and revolutionary Chinese women in parachutes. Here exists a barbarous combination- typical of Occidental confusions, of cultural elements which have no reason to share the same stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The Garden of Earthly Delights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;vintage young ladies smile at us (after having spend 3 or 4 decades in posters announcing sewing thread or tobacco) surrounded by floating leaves gathered up from wallpaper samples. They are accompanied by a threatening samurai and a young pregnant woman (adulterer) saved from a terrible fate in the pages of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ukiyo-e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. On the uppermost letters are poised, ready to leap, two figures (or one figure doubled) taken from Hieronymus Bosch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I’m dreaming about a new sub-world with snakes and ladders. Another element of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Culture Shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; has found its independence as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Love among Samurais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Amor entre samurais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; grabado en relieve con transferencia y costura/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Love among samurais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, relief print with transfer and sewing, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloJKPYgNWI/AAAAAAAAA2k/yf1c8MYISWQ/s400/2.-amor-entre-samurias.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;El punto quieto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; xilografía con punta seca/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;The Still Point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, woodcut with drypoint, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-style: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloO7Ug4UtI/AAAAAAAAA4c/bqSbPxZXGdE/s400/3.-El-punto-quieto.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357611118992315090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 395px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Remix con microcosmos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Trabajando con tres grabados en relieve más chicos, me puse a inventar variaciones utilizando una serie de grabados en punta seca que me han acompañado muchos años y sufrido muchas transformaciones (aparecen, por ejemplo, en 1998 como transferencias en 15 metros de hoja de pianola). Incluyen a una de las muchachas de Dodgeson (Lewis Carroll) vestida de china, unas geishas de espalda, Mifune (actor predilecto de Kurosawa) en la selva, plantas carnívoras, gaki (los gaki, fantasmas con bocas chicas y estómagos enormes, que eran la explicación de los japoneses medievales de la desaparición de restos orgánicos), y niños japoneses tomados de un anuncio de foto estudio antiguo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Desde hace mucho he tenido la idea que una placa de grabado no debe terminar como parte de una sola imagen fija- prefiero que sean elementos combinables con una gama de posibles salidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloQJ3B5CSI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1Kvo2oBcMvM/s400/4.-La-gritona-cilindro-II.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357612468287375650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Otro elemento del remix fue utilizar las placas en relieve para imprimirse en barro y crear versiones en cerámica de los grabados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Si te dijera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, xilografía con punta seca y costura/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;If I were to tell you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, woodcut with drypoint and embroidery, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloPlDkyKBI/AAAAAAAAA48/2WzuTt1pA7s/s400/6.-si-te-dijera....jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357611835999791122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height:115%;mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Remix with Micro Cosmos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Working with three smaller relief prints, I set myself to invent variations incorporating a series of very small dry point prints which have now accompanied me for many years and suffered many transformations (they appear, for example in 1998 as transfer prints in 15 yards of player piano scroll).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The images transcribed in them include one of Dodgeson’s (Lewis Carroll’s) Chinese-costumed young ladies, some geishas with their backs turned, Mifune (the favorite actor of Kurosawa) peering through bamboos, carnivorous plants, gaki (ghosts with enormous stomachs and very small mouths- the Medieval Japanese’s explanation for the disappearance of organic waste), and Japanese babies taken from an antique collage advertising a photography studio. For some time now I have had the idea that a printmaking plate shouldn’t be confined to forming part of just one image, but regarded as a flexible element, susceptible to incorporation into a range of graphic possibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloQfmY1g1I/AAAAAAAAA5M/DWm0A-LayoY/s400/turismo-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357612841777333074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Turismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Turismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; es una especie de arreglo en collage (políptico o instalación, como quieran) compuesto de fragmentos de carteles chinos vintage, papel tapiz y marcos antiguos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Tiene la intención de crear un ambiente en que la suma de las partes no da más que una sugerencia de lo que podría ser, realmente, la escena o lugar retratado. Se ve con esa visión fragmentada y poco informada típica de los que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;no son de aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloQ591pViI/AAAAAAAAA5c/oR-7w5rMeCQ/s400/turismo-armado.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357613294748784162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Tourism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Tourism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; is a sort of collage (polyptych or installation, as you wish) made up of fragments of vintage Chinese posters, wallpaper samples, and antique picture frames. The idea was to create an atmosphere in which the sum of the parts gives no more than a suggestion of the actual nature of the scene or place portrayed. It’s viewed with the fragmented and incomprehensive gaze of the tourist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloRWTlhu0I/AAAAAAAAA5k/VTZNgARy-ZE/s400/gadol-composite.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357613781623094082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 92px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cajas contendedoras de sí mismas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Estas cajas son reliquias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;en sí mismas y también contenedores de reliquias. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Todas fueron encontradas en la Lagunilla, igual que los marcos de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Turismo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Fotografiando la caja y manejando su imagen en transferencia (donde agregué algunos elementos de los carteles vintage y papeles tapiz de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Turismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;), se crea un interior compuesto del exterior. En este caso el elemento de otredad no es otra cultura pero más bien otra época: el pasado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloWxRslcLI/AAAAAAAAA6E/riz9MG1dJtI/s400/compuesto-fotos.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357619742530433202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 143px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Through a glass darkly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Desconozco la traducción exacta al español de esta frase bíblica. La quiero aplicar a las fotografías que tomé de dos fotocopias asomándose desde áreas despejadas de plata en dos espejos viejos y maltratados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Según los elementos colocados para reflejarse en los espejos, cambiaba la imagen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SloXUNpe2uI/AAAAAAAAA6M/Nv6EgymLD-s/s400/Through-a-Glass-darkly-II.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357620342739098338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Through a Glass Darkly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This Biblical phase is a new and second title for a series I once called “The Floating World”, the courtesan sector of old Japanese cities which the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ukiyo-e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;prints portrayed. Both titles apply to a series of photographs I took of the two halves of a photocopy showing through the places in an old mirror where the silver coating had worn off. By changing the elements reflected in the mirror, I could change the nature of the photographic image. The photocopy came from a fragmented image of a lady in her toilette registered by the Italian photographer Felice Beato in 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; century Japan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This completes my catalogue of mutating images.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Así se completa mi catálogo de imágenes mutantes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;--Carla Rippey, ciudad de México, mayo de 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 18px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918551101172524357-8635253808123326455?l=carla-rippey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/8635253808123326455/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1918551101172524357&amp;postID=8635253808123326455' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/8635253808123326455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/8635253808123326455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2009/07/eslewhere-otherness.html' title='Elsewhere (Otherness)'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/Sln-nr05FGI/AAAAAAAAA1s/jLMXVbHKMnY/s72-c/vista-de-cajas-como-contendoras-de-si-mismas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-2462515081110288833</id><published>2009-04-18T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:56:18.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mujeres enjuiciadas/Women on trial</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Recientemente el Fondo de Cultura Económica publicó &lt;em&gt;El Libro Rojo, Continuación&lt;/em&gt;, una compilación de escritos e imágenes ilustrando crímenes históricos en la ciudad de México. A mí me tocó inventar la imagen para la historia &lt;em&gt;Dos crímenes, dos víctimas, los casos de Alicia Olvera y Nidia Camargo&lt;/em&gt;, narrada por Elisa Speckman Guerra. La primera mató a su esposo., la segunda a su amante, y a pesar de ser obviamente culpables, eventualmente fueron liberadas las dos. Pueden leer la historia completa en el libro….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La imagen que hice para el libro. Combina una fotografía de una presa en la corte con un detalle de un grabado japonés (de la colección Carrillo Gil) matando a su amante/The image I made for the book. It combines a photograph of a woma prisioner in court with a detail from a Japanese print of a woman killing her lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326149228646590834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepIgRozaXI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1kMejmUkzfI/s400/Procura-reflexionar-lo-que-puede-suceder....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Recently the &lt;em&gt;Fondo de Cultura Económica&lt;/em&gt;, a Mexican publishing house, brought out &lt;em&gt;The Red Book, Continuation&lt;/em&gt;, a compilation of essays and images illustrating famous crimes in Mexico City. My task was to invent the image for the essay &lt;em&gt;Two Crimes, Two Victims, the cases of Alicia Olvera and Nidia Camargo&lt;/em&gt;, narrated by Elisa Speakman Guerra. The first woman killed her husband, and the second, her lover. In spite of being obviously guilty, they were both eventually liberated. The whole story can be read in the book…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepIsYSS3pI/AAAAAAAAAyY/ZsqVofwFnKo/s1600-h/mujer-matando-a-su-amante.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326149436589661842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepIsYSS3pI/AAAAAAAAAyY/ZsqVofwFnKo/s400/mujer-matando-a-su-amante.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me agradó la historia que me fue asignada porque tiene relevancia con un encargo anterior: hace algunos años fui una de las personas activas en la cultura a quienes se les pidió escoger una fotografía de las archivadas en la Fototeca para luego comentarla, para un número de la revista Alquimia del Sistema Nacional de Fototecas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Aquí tienen una versión revisada de ese ensayo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I was happy with the events I was assigned because they were relevant to a previous task: a few years ago I was one of the people active in cultural matters who were asked to choose a photograph from the vast collection of the Mexican national archives, in order to write about the image for the magazine &lt;em&gt;Alquimia&lt;/em&gt; published by the institution responsible for the archives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Following is a revised version of that text:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Esta es la fotografía que escogí, del fondo Casasola, "Mujer en juicio", ca. 1920/This is the photograph I chose to comment: Casasola Collection, "Woman on trial", c. 1920&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326149601201893826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepI19g6McI/AAAAAAAAAyg/UCCdYd6ezdU/s400/mujer-en-juicio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;La mujer frente al tribunal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lo mejor peco de una sensibilidad exagerada al reaccionar a la situación de esta mujer, escogida entre varias en situaciones similares, todas enfrentándose a una sociedad acusadora. Me impacta particularmente la conformación del tribunal, porque todas las fotos que vi están fechadas en una época en que el aparato de la justicia era aún un mundo masculino, sin juezas ni abogadas. Este hecho enfatiza la situación solitaria de la presa, me doy cuenta que lo que me impacta de la escena no es solamente su condición de mujer, pero también su aura de belleza, como si hubiera una contradicción intrínseca entre belleza y culpabilidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepI_Gwuu5I/AAAAAAAAAyo/noy4BKKnEz0/s1600-h/mujer-en-juicio-detalle.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326149758302993298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepI_Gwuu5I/AAAAAAAAAyo/noy4BKKnEz0/s400/mujer-en-juicio-detalle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Woman before the Court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I probably am guilty of an exaggerated sensibility in my reaction to the woman in this photograph, chosen from among several other photographs of women in similar situations, each and every one confronting an accusing society. I find the conformation of the court particularly noteworthy, as all the photographs I examined of this nature are from a period of time (the first half of the 20th century) in which the apparatus of justice was a male domain, without female judges or attorneys. This emphasizes the solitary situation of the prisoner, and I realize that what strikes me about the scene is not simply the fact that she is female and alone, but also her aura of beauty, as if there were an intrinsic contradiction between loveliness and guilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;La pintura de Gérome, un poco recortada/Gérome's painting, slightly cropped (1861)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326149904410095442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepJHnDYL1I/AAAAAAAAAyw/WZhN5VyqP_I/s400/800px-Fryne_przed_areopagiem-v.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;La fotografía mexicana me remite a la interpretación del pintor francés Jean-Léon Gérome de “Friné frente al tribunal”, una obra a su vez presentada en el Salón de 1861 de París, y de tal manera exponiéndose a jueces no menos severos que los encargados de procesos criminales. En cuanto a Friné, ni tenemos que imaginar su aspecto físico-- nos fue conservado por el escultor griego Praxíteles. Resulta que la afamada cortesana (amante del escultor), que disfrutaba de esa curiosa licencia de cultivarse y pensar tolerada en las mujeres así designadas (como las del “mundo flotante” japonés, o las mujeres de la antigua corte de esa nación, albergue de la autora de la primera novela del mundo) fue un día acusada (porque hasta la licencia tiene sus límites cuando uno se mete con los dioses) de impiedad, llevada a juicio, y condenada a muerte. En el momento culminante del juicio su defensor, el orador Hipereides (supuestamente otro amante suyo), imaginamos que con un gran gesto dramático, le quitó su capa, dejando al descubierto su exquisita desnudez…al ver el espectáculo, los jurados no pudieran más que dejarla en libertad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326154356715208290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepNKxLovmI/AAAAAAAAAzo/tPtja3cMF-c/s400/800px-Fryne_przed_areopagiem-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This Mexican photograph brings to my mind the interpretation of the French painter Jean-Léon Gérome of “Phryné devant l'Areopage”, a work presented in the 1861 Paris Salon, and thus subjected to judges no less severe than those of a criminal court. As for Phryne, we needn’t try to imagine her actual physical aspect- it has been conserved for us by the Greek sculptor Praxiteles. It seems that this renowned courtesan (his lover), who enjoyed that curious license to cultivate herself and her thoughts tolerated in women so designated (like those of the “Floating World” of medieval Japan, or the women of the ancient court of that nation, abode of the -female- author of the world’s first novel) was one day accused (as even such license has its limits when one trifles with the gods) of impiety, taken to court, and condemned to death. In the culminating moment of the trial, her defender, the orator Hypereides (supposedly also her lover), with what we imagine must have been a grand gesture, tore off her cape, revealing her in her exquisite nakedness…witnessing this sight, the judges could do nothing less than set her free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Una cabeza de Friné como Afrodite por Praxíteles, ca.340 BC/ A head of Phryne as Aphrodite by Praxiteles, c.340 BC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326150236233360786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepJa7MNZZI/AAAAAAAAAzA/lBZ6pFHnz7Q/s400/Frin%C3%A9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Algunos vieron el cuadro de Gérome como una excusa para el voyerismo barato; otros calificaron el gesto de pudor como digno de una maestra de escuela. Resulta que la actitud de la retratada (a quien vemos cubriéndose la cara, más nada más, con su brazo, y así con los brazos levantados haciendo resaltar el cuerpo expuesto) en esa ambivalencia entre revelar y exponer, encontró tal eco entre los franceses que desató toda una moda de imitarle el gesto en las “cartes de visites” tan populares en la época.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Una tarjeta de visita francesa de la época, con influencia de la pintura de Gérome/A French visiting card from the period,influenced by Gérome's painting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepJR1lBr2I/AAAAAAAAAy4/z8hUg49u3W0/s1600-h/carte-de-visite-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326150080108015458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepJR1lBr2I/AAAAAAAAAy4/z8hUg49u3W0/s400/carte-de-visite-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Some saw in the painting of Gérome an excuse for cheap voyeurism; others qualified the courtesan’s gesture of modesty as befitting a schoolmistress. It seems that the attitude portrayed (we see her covering her face, and only her face, with her arm, and her upraised arms serve to underline the exposure of the rest of her body) in quite an ambivalence of revealing or concealing, found such an echo among the French that it unleashed a fad of imitating the gesture in the “carte de visites” popular at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Las mexicanas fotografiadas en las fotos de archivo del Fondo Casasola demuestran un impulso parecido en quererse esconder. Todas las enjuiciadas tienen la cara y/o el pelo cubiertos, con velos, sombreros, el rebozo, o hasta con las manos. Una parte del encubrimiento es típica de la época, pero otra parte importante es atributa de la vergüenza. La desnudez de las retratadas consiste en su vulnerabilidad ante una sociedad que las enjuicia. Por bien o por desgracia, la belleza, que en otras situaciones sociales podría ser escudo o arma, no sirve de escapatoria; no hay clausula legal para ello. Pero hay algo imperativo en sí en el estado de la belleza, desde el cuento de García Márquez en que las mujeres del pueblo declaran que alguien tan triste y tan bello tiene que llamarse Esteban, hasta el obrero muerto de Álvarez Bravo, que nos hace rebelar frente a su desaparición, quizás más por su belleza que por su condición humana. Hay un imperativo que se maneja a nivel frívolo en las mujeres de los anuncios del Palacio de Hierro, que exigen ser perdonadas (o permitidas todo) por ser bellas. Actualmente vemos operar el mismo instinto en el caso de la secuestradora francesa Florence Cassens, defendida por el mandatorio francés como se fuera víctima, no verdugo. Y &lt;em&gt;¿Cómo es posible&lt;/em&gt;, se preguntan sus vecinos, pregunta registrada por los reporteros, &lt;em&gt;que alguien tan bella sea un criminal? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Imagen del fondo Casasola, ca. 1935/Image from the Casasola Collection, c. 1935&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326150888679806130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepKA5vkFLI/AAAAAAAAAzg/T3h7BtkPe1w/s400/mujer-detenida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The Mexican women I found in the perusal of the photographic archives in the Casasola Collection demonstrate a similar impulse in the desire to hide themselves. All the females accused have their face or hair covered with veils, hats, a shawl, or even with their hands. To a certain extent this tendency to cover themselves up is characteristic of the period, but the rest can be attributed to shame. The nakedness of those depicted consists in their vulnerability before a society which judges them. For better or for worse, it seems that beauty, which in other situations could serve as a weapon or a shield, cannot get them off: there is no legal clause for it. But nevertheless there is something imperative in the simple fact of beauty-- we see it in the story of García Marquez when the women of a fishing village declare that someone so beautiful and so sad must be called Esteban, and in the murdered striker photographed by Álvarez Bravo, whose death dismays us, as much for his beauty as for his simple humanity. There is an imperative bandied about on a frivolous level in the women of certain department store ads who demand to be pardoned for (or permitted) everything because they are beautiful. Recently we have seen the same instinct working in Mexico in the case of the Frenchwoman Florence Cassens imprisoned for kidnapping, defended by the French president as if she were the victim, not the abusing party. &lt;em&gt;And how is it possible&lt;/em&gt;, her neighbors ask themselves, a question registered by reporters, &lt;em&gt;that someone so beautiful could be a criminal?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fotografía de Robert Demachy con infuencia de Gérome, detalle/Photograph by Robert Demachy influencied by Gérome, detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepJiwO80GI/AAAAAAAAAzI/Q9QbmK3zxFA/s1600-h/Robert-Demachy-desnudo.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326150370731020386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepJiwO80GI/AAAAAAAAAzI/Q9QbmK3zxFA/s400/Robert-Demachy-desnudo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Muy aparte de lo injusto de reaccionar de forma distinta ante un ser normal y uno con esa dote, y también aparte de la larga y pertinente discusión de la naturaleza de los crímenes y supuestos crímenes perpetuados por mujeres, la mujer frente al tribunal, como una santa frente a la Inquisición, sigue con el extraño poder de convencernos de su inocencia, o verla por lo menos perdonable, no más por el gozo que experimentamos en contemplarla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Un dibujo mío basada en la fotografía de Demachy/A drawing I did based on Demachy's photograph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepT66GfvoI/AAAAAAAAAzw/9xrYkr_WyUs/s1600-h/mujer-volcan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326161780813053570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepT66GfvoI/AAAAAAAAAzw/9xrYkr_WyUs/s400/mujer-volcan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepJsEPKt9I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/oxTSOqfdVaI/s1600-h/mujer-volcan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepJsEPKt9I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/oxTSOqfdVaI/s1600-h/mujer-volcan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Apart from the obvious injustice of reacting differently to a normal person and someone with this blessing, and also apart from the long and pertinent discussion of the nature of the crimes and supposed crimes perpetrated by women, the woman before the court, like a saint before the Inquisition, retains the strange power of moving to us to believe in her innocence, or at least to want to see her as a victim of circumstance and thus worthy of pardon. It is a power rooted in the pleasure we experience as we behold her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;El Paricutín, grafito/papel, 1991-2/The Paricutin, graphite/paper, 1991-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326150709707955154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepJ2fBWW9I/AAAAAAAAAzY/-3BpPa6jNSU/s400/E-Paricut%C3%ADn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;La serie de dibujos (encontrarán 2 en la entrada anterior) &lt;em&gt;Mujeres Detenidas&lt;/em&gt; es una reacción mía más detenida al fenómenon comentado aquí. Fue al examinar las fotografías para escribir este ensayo que me nació la idea de hacer los dibujos, y todos están basados en el fondo Casasola. Lo único malo es que eso de "una reaccion detenida" va en serio-- he tardado años ya y me faltan unos 12 imágenes por dibujar. Aquí está el tercero:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mujer detenida, México, años 30, 2001/Woman detained, Mexico City, 1930's, 2001&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326441703058025730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SetSghuZrQI/AAAAAAAAAz4/0GJBV9APSfU/s400/Detenida,-dubujo-I-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The series of drawings (2 are reproduced in my last entry) "Women under Arrest" is a more detained reaction on my part to the phenomenon discussed above. It was on examining the photographs I saw in order to write this essay that it occured to me to make the drawings, and they are all based on images from the Casasola colelction. But unfortunately I exaggerate this business of detaining myself--I've been working on the series for years and still have 12 to go...Above you see the third.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918551101172524357-2462515081110288833?l=carla-rippey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/2462515081110288833/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1918551101172524357&amp;postID=2462515081110288833' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/2462515081110288833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/2462515081110288833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2009/04/mujeres-en-el-tribunalwomen-on-trial.html' title='Mujeres enjuiciadas/Women on trial'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SepIgRozaXI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1kMejmUkzfI/s72-c/Procura-reflexionar-lo-que-puede-suceder....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-2848273616830642714</id><published>2009-01-19T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:14:01.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo que promete el año/What the year promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;el palacio/the palace-artist´s book/libro de artista, 2008&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293207743481713090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXVAZeiTEcI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/BM5hSsJBhQU/s400/el-palacio-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Where have I been? The last blog entries have consisted of material from a show I put together this last year, which tried to portray something of my personal history of migration, related to the experiences of my great-grandparents in the 19th century prairie, and connect this up with the events dealing with Mexicans in the US, on the Border, and in central Mexico, in around the same period. This was a strange experience, as it was not quite a documentary show, because I intervened the photographs I chose, and also not quite a truely personal show, as I restrained myself a lot, working on the photos, so that the show would be more about the history they tell than about myself. Also, I got to respect the photographers quite a lot and wanted them to tell the story themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293207866958748242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXVAgqhhGlI/AAAAAAAAAwY/uuujG0XoAkY/s400/el-palacio-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293965180690414738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXfxSIBWvJI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0Zr-7XcZrSA/s400/el-palacio-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;¿Dónde he estado? Mis entradas de blog de los últimos meses tuvieron que ver con una exposición que armé el año pasado, con la intención de mostrar algo de mi historia personal de migración, relacionada con las experiencias de mis tatarabuelos en la pradera americana decimonónica, y conectar eso con los eventos que concernieron los mexicanos del mismo periodo, en EU, en la frontera, y en México central. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXftR9zc6_I/AAAAAAAAAyA/bM3TfN8pLQg/s1600-h/el-palacio-3-det.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293960779901234162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXftR9zc6_I/AAAAAAAAAyA/bM3TfN8pLQg/s400/el-palacio-3-det.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hacerla fue una experiencia extraña, como el resultado no fue precisamente una obra documental, porque intervine las fotografías que escogí, ni tampoco una expresión personal, porque me controlé mucho al hacer la intervención, tratando de respetar la naturaleza de las fotos y la información que contenían. También en el proceso llegué a respetar mucho los fotógrafos responsables de las imágenes, y quise permitir que contaran su historia, sin intervenir demasiado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXVA1OnvclI/AAAAAAAAAwo/wOef4aKH5fc/s1600-h/el-palacio-3-det2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXVA1OnvclI/AAAAAAAAAwo/wOef4aKH5fc/s1600-h/el-palacio-3-det2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293208220245914194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXVA1OnvclI/AAAAAAAAAwo/wOef4aKH5fc/s400/el-palacio-3-det2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Possibly the work falls into the category of personal revision of public archives, a relatively new field in contemporary art. This show will be moving around the next year or so, as a contribution to events orgainized around the Centennial of the Mexican Revolution, the Revolution being one of the recurrent themes in the show's photographs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Posiblemente la pieza cae dentro de la categoría de revisión personal de archivos públicos, un campo relativamente nuevo en el arte contemporáneo.&lt;br /&gt;Esta exposición estará viajando durante uno o dos años, como una contribución a los eventos organizados alrededor del Centenario de la Revolución Mexicana, esta revolución siempre una de las temáticas recurrentes en ella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ANYWAY---&lt;em&gt;EN FIN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I had a fair amount of material left over from the migration project; some of it wound up as a couple of artist's books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Me quedó un buen de material del proyecto de migración; parte de ello fue incorporado en unos libros de artista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lazos/ties that bind-artist's book/libro de artista,2009 &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXfeV2eN1yI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rHTejZh6xOM/s1600-h/lazos-portada.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293944353978177314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXfeV2eN1yI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rHTejZh6xOM/s400/lazos-portada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXfeV2eN1yI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rHTejZh6xOM/s1600-h/lazos-portada.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXfeV2eN1yI/AAAAAAAAAw4/rHTejZh6xOM/s1600-h/lazos-portada.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I am back to the personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ya regresé a lo personal…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You can see the difference. I'm not worrying about the legibility of the original image, although its (historical?) weight and significance are pertinent to the reading of the resulting work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se nota la diferencia. Ya no me estoy preocupando tanto por la legibilidad de la imagen original, aunque su peso (¿histórico?) y significado son pertinentes para la lectura de la obra resultante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293943754978809762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXfdy_Bo16I/AAAAAAAAAww/a86PlLdSM80/s400/lazos-abierto-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I just start taking the piece where it wants to go, using the same tecnical procedures as in the migration show: transfer and sewing-- but I stopped focussing only on the original image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Nomás, empiezo a dejar que la pieza vaya por donde se quiere ir, utilizando los mismos recursos técnicos empleados en la muestra original: transferencia y costura—pero dejé de enfocarme solamente en la imagen original. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXfejn6SHrI/AAAAAAAAAxA/9WWfa0CT0GM/s1600-h/lazos-contraportada.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293944590587535026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXfejn6SHrI/AAAAAAAAAxA/9WWfa0CT0GM/s400/lazos-contraportada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I really learned a lot from the process of putting together the show--but this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;this makes the whole business a lot more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It goes beyond the document and into my own territory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Aprendí bastante del proceso de armar esta exposición- pero, trabajar así, libremente, es francamente, más divertido. Va más allá del documento, hacia mi propio territorio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293944781995660178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXfeuw9iU5I/AAAAAAAAAxI/1ylONG9Z_zc/s400/lazos-detalle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293944926522145842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 378px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXfe3LXVfDI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/4o-v3T5ssvo/s400/lazos-detalle-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Other projects for 2009: FINISH finally I hope, the series of drawings I started in 2001, based on photographs of the Casasola brothers, of women detained (for what sort of crimes? anyway, maybe the worst moment of their lives) in Mexican police stations, in the 1930's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Mujer detenida, c.1935/Woman arrested, c. 1935-2008&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293946316597517858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXfgIFzIXiI/AAAAAAAAAxw/A-ENE_o5A8c/s400/detenida+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Otros proyectos para 2009: TERMINAR espero, el conjunto de dibujos que empecé en 2001, basada en fotografías de los hermanos Casasola de mujeres detenidas (¿por qué tipo de crímen? en fin, probablemente el peor momento de sus vidas...) en las delegaciones de DF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Woman surrounded by interrogating officers/Mujer rodeada por oficiales, c. 1935, 2008&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293957636848377442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXfqbBBQXmI/AAAAAAAAAx4/FCkNmSuQUvQ/s400/detenida-rodeada+ch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Then I have a show planned for julio, called ELSEWHERE, that elsewhere being a displacement in time or place, but a device totally typical of my work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You'll be hearing more about this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Heroic Sushi/Sushi heróico, dyptich/díptico-grabado en relieve con transferencia/relief print with transfer, 2008&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293945722083323794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXfflfD5r5I/AAAAAAAAAxY/GW5MOSoIs1w/s400/sushi-her%C3%B3ico-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293945979832828050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXff0fQLAJI/AAAAAAAAAxg/uK7f04VC3F4/s400/sushi-her%C3%B3ico-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Y luego tengo una expo planeada para julio llamada ELSEWHERE (En otra parte), ese "elsewhere" siendo un desfasaje en tiempo o en el espacio, un recurso totalmente típico de mi obra. De esto escucharán más....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918551101172524357-2848273616830642714?l=carla-rippey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/2848273616830642714/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1918551101172524357&amp;postID=2848273616830642714' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/2848273616830642714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/2848273616830642714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2009/01/lo-que-promete-el-aowhat-year-promises.html' title='Lo que promete el año/What the year promises'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SXVAZeiTEcI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/BM5hSsJBhQU/s72-c/el-palacio-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-6220290026062420773</id><published>2008-11-12T10:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T11:42:35.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"When my blood was not yet my blood..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SRse0JVzHjI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Af4eGXYLt4E/s1600-h/long-pix.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267838070349307442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SRse0JVzHjI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Af4eGXYLt4E/s400/long-pix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; A journey from Kansas City to Mexico City, 1880-1920&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;About two years ago I decided to do a project- a polyptych of images—related to migration issues. “We all come from somewhere else” I reasoned, “It’s an indisputable fact. Migration isn’t an invention of Mexicans on the US border—after all, the earth has been populated by thousands of years of human migration.” And that’s what I wanted to emphasize—the universal, or rather, global, character of human migration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;original photograph, Butcher Collection, Nebraska State Historical Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269312833588349298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBcGqhwyXI/AAAAAAAAAuY/UIacrqQpa6o/s400/10917v.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another undeniable fact is that the assimilation of new waves of immigrants in any territory is a difficult process, rife with conflict. We are daily witnesses of the treatment received by Latin Americans when they arrive in the United States, my own native country. But those who receive them badly also descend from immigrants: territoriality trumps memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBcUiFOwRI/AAAAAAAAAuo/KiA3Jmg7QDI/s1600-h/water-tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269313071839363346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBcUiFOwRI/AAAAAAAAAuo/KiA3Jmg7QDI/s400/water-tower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So I wanted to try to recover something of that memory. I decided to develop a project involving my own personal or family history of migration, as well as that of my adopted country, Mexico. I wanted to create a bridge between Kansas City, where I was born, and Mexico City, where I have made my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;From then on, the project was defined by the results of my research of possible sources of images. I found three important collections of photographs relevant to my idea: the Solomon D. Butcher Photograph Collection (Nebraska State Historical Society), the Robert Runyon Collection (Center for American History, University of Texas at Austin), as well as several of the collections of the Photography Center (“Fototeca”) of the National Institute of History and Archeology of Mexico. These were supplemented by photographs from my own and other lesser collections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBcOeV9zII/AAAAAAAAAug/GKaTWpP7RpM/s1600-h/blue-woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269312967756598402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBcOeV9zII/AAAAAAAAAug/GKaTWpP7RpM/s400/blue-woman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I had defined a historical period to work with: from 1880, when Nebraska Territory was opened to settlement (and my great-grandparents began to establish themselves in the area), until 1920, when the Mexican migration began to consolidate itself. During this period as well the Mexican Revolution took place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I also defined the way I would work with the material: first I made a selection of photographs with the idea of establishing a narrative. I often cropped the images when it seemed pertinent in order to emphasize certain elements, except when this alteration was not permitted in the conditions established by certain collections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;The work was then transferred onto Japanese paper and mounted on a rag backing. The backing permitted me to sew on the images, threading them together almost literally. This unifying device is probably an inheritance from the quilting practiced by my grandmothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269313180573190498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBca3JZSWI/AAAAAAAAAuw/DFmfb0a8x80/s400/butcher-dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recourse of putting together many images, varying the color, can also be seen as a reference to patchwork quilts. Throughout this process I dealt continually with the tension between a desire to respect the integrity and documental value of the photographs and the need to create a coherent whole that might go beyond that, or express something more personal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269313363931303234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBcliNYDUI/AAAAAAAAAvA/3SShGQY2eKg/s400/butcher-dog.detail.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;The images start off with details of the difficult life led by the early settlers who arrived from farther East or Europe. And the background for the settlers’ even being there was, of course, the drastic and tragic reduction of the original population of the prairie, decimated en previous decades by the armed struggle in defense of their territories, by their exposure to Western diseases, and by their forcible removal to reservations.&lt;br /&gt;From these images the exhibit proceeds to document the Mexicans already in movement in the region, from Kansas and Nebraska down to the region near the frontier, particularly in Texas, where the Mexican presence included the population already in the area since the time when it was part of Mexican national territory, as well as those recently arrived, seeking refuge from the ravaging effects of the Revolution in northern Mexico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269317707499254994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBgiXQrNNI/AAAAAAAAAwA/vZod1CxZW6I/s400/juarez-bombardeado-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269317801455311426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBgn1Ri2kI/AAAAAAAAAwI/5dEUvCBkLt4/s400/railroad-car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;The work documents, though very partially, the destruction caused by that war, refugees, transients looking for work, American troops on the Border, agricultural fields, established families posing in photo studios in Texas, and the improvised camps where the migrants lived in Kansas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269313967432315586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBdIqbOssI/AAAAAAAAAvg/aD7xtyyluZw/s400/mapa-palacio-II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269317081362896146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBf96uIlRI/AAAAAAAAAv4/Wa5id-C_880/s400/red-II-dt.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Further south, the show deals with the situation around the turn of the century in Mexico City and the surrounding area: the great metropolis and its contradictions, the war, protests and demonstrations, as well as the life and living conditions of those who stayed behind-- the same conditions which impelled others to undertake the long journey toward the north.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBdPyPIgDI/AAAAAAAAAvo/OVlwdWkuMuQ/s1600-h/celebrating.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269314089788145714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBdPyPIgDI/AAAAAAAAAvo/OVlwdWkuMuQ/s400/celebrating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269313831303423634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBdAvTkppI/AAAAAAAAAvY/F0Tq_gG6Mb4/s400/billares.II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;It’s a history of blood in many senses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;from the blood of the Native Americans, the blood and sweat of the refugees and the new settlers on the prairie, and of course, the blood which was shed in armed struggles throughout the region. Our own blood comes from that which flowed in the veins of the protagonists of these events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269313275057620994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBcgXIPSAI/AAAAAAAAAu4/iV6t-co4w14/s400/im%C3%A1gen-II-invitaci%C3%B3n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;In the process of putting together this exhibition I looked at hundreds of photographs. What had been a vague idea in my head became a procession of specific images. And each image exists thanks to the sustained effort of a few photographers, insistently registering the world around them: Solomon Butcher, Robert Runyon, and the Casasola brothers in Mexico, among many others. Finally, only through the diligent task shouldered by the institutions that compiled, conserved, and digitized those photographs could their legacy reach us. This project is dedicated to all the people portrayed in it, and to those who helped preserve their images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carla Rippey Mexico City, May 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269314317550066162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBddCtzmfI/AAAAAAAAAvw/_En7CC2n-MY/s400/bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The title of this exhibit cites a text by the Mexican poet Xavier Villaurrutia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SSBc6fzXDvI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Gd1qzUwdr5c/s1600-h/bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918551101172524357-6220290026062420773?l=carla-rippey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/6220290026062420773/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1918551101172524357&amp;postID=6220290026062420773' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/6220290026062420773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/6220290026062420773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-my-blood-was-not-yet-my-blood.html' title='&quot;When my blood was not yet my blood...&quot;'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SRse0JVzHjI/AAAAAAAAAtw/Af4eGXYLt4E/s72-c/long-pix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-7040693352128584827</id><published>2008-10-19T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:34:18.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Cuando mi sangre aún no era mi sangre.../When my blood was not yet my blood..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-- &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Un periplo desde la ciudad de Kansas hasta la ciudad de México, 1880-1920&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057299118494146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvsv_diEcI/AAAAAAAAAg4/8wKAaATVC8o/s400/butcher-snow-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hace dos años decidí hacer un proyecto—un políptico de imágenes- sobre migración. “Todos venimos de otra parte,” razonaba, “es un hecho innegable. La migración no es un invento de los mexicanos en la frontera norte- es más, la tierra se ha poblado por medio de milenios de migración humana.” Y eso es lo que quise subrayar--- el carácter universal, o más bien global de la migración humana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057121007660818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvsln8mbxI/AAAAAAAAAgw/IOTg3mLdzQw/s400/butcher-snow-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Otro hecho innegable es que la asimilación de nuevas olas de inmigrantes en cualquier territorio es un proceso difícil, lleno de conflictos. Somos testigos todos los días del trato indigno que reciben los latinoamericanos cuando emigran hacia mi país de origen, Estados Unidos. Pero los que los maltratan también descienden de inmigrantes: territorialidad mata memoria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Así, quise recobrar un poco de esa memoria. Decidí hacer algo que tuviera que ver con mi historia personal o familiar de migración, y también con la historia de mi país adoptivo. Quería crear un puente entre la cuidad de Kansas, donde nací, y la ciudad de México, donde he hecho mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvsccVsZcI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cTwZTrOjOLo/s1600-h/butcher-snow-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259056963272861122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvsccVsZcI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cTwZTrOjOLo/s400/butcher-snow-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;De allí en adelante, el proyecto fue definido por los resultados de mi investigación de posibles fuentes de imágenes. Encontré tres grandes archivos fotográficos que me parecían relevantes: la colección de Solomon D. Butcher de la Nebraska State Historical Society, la de Robert Runyon de la Universidad de Texas en Austin, y las múltiples colecciones de la Fototeca Nacional de México. Estas fueron suplementadas por fotografías de otras colecciones más chicas, incluyendo la mía.&lt;br /&gt;Me quedó definida una época a tratar: desde 1880, cuando el territorio de Nebraska fue abierto a colonización (y mis tatarabuelos empezaron a fincarse ahí) y 1920, cuando la migración mexicana empezó a consolidarse en la región. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvsccVsZcI/AAAAAAAAAgo/cTwZTrOjOLo/s1600-h/butcher-snow-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;En medio de este periodo transcurrió la Revolución Mexicana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259060861497684242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvv_WW6sRI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/sKNBFe-oQPo/s400/fusilamiento.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259058283301031090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvtpR07zLI/AAAAAAAAAhg/FwtxdKftTM4/s400/pelea-norte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;También definí el tratamiento que daría al material: hice una selección de fotografías con la idea de establecer una narrativa. Recorté las imágenes cuando me parecía pertinente para enfatizar ciertos elementos, excepto cuando las condiciones de uso de cierta colección restringían la alteración de sus fotografías. El resultado fue transferido a papel japonés y montado en otro papel más grueso. Sobre este soporte, intenté unificar las imágenes con un hilo de dibujo, literalmente un hilo cosido, quizá una herencia de las colchas o “quilts” de mis abuelas. La forma de juntar muchas imágenes, variando el color, también hace referencia los parches o “patchwork” de las colchas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057901481782018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvtTDcIawI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/UVe4zhmFxik/s400/tank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Estuve siempre en el filo entre el intento de respetar la naturaleza documental de las fotografías y la necesidad de crear una coherencia expresiva para mí misma.&lt;br /&gt;Las imágenes empiezan con detalles de la vida difícil de los pioneros llegados del Este de Estados Unidos y de Europa. El trasfondo de esta situación sería, por supuesto, la drástica y trágica reducción de la población original de la pradera, diezmada en décadas previas por el fallido conflicto armado en defensa de sus territorios, su contagio por enfermedades europeas y su traslado forzoso a reservaciones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259057765896416562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvtLKWD7TI/AAAAAAAAAhI/AS_4nzZdk0g/s400/refugiados.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Sigo con imágenes que documentan a los mexicanos ya en movimiento por la región, desde Kansas y Nebraska hasta la región de la frontera, particularmente en Texas. Ahí estaba la población mexicana, presente desde la época en que Texas formaba parte del territorio nacional, además de los recién llegados, arrojados por los estragos de la Revolución Mexicana, refugiados y transeúntes en busca de empleo. Se documenta, aunque muy parcialmente, la destrucción causada por el conflicto, barricadas en Monterrey, las tropas americanas en la frontera, los campos agrícolas, las familias posadas en foto estudios en Texas, y los campamentos de tiendas de campaña donde los migrantes intentaban vivir en Kansas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvtdG48GhI/AAAAAAAAAhY/-wpT_wRfSVw/s1600-h/buzo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259058074206607890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvtdG48GhI/AAAAAAAAAhY/-wpT_wRfSVw/s400/buzo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Más al sur, documento algo de la realidad a principios de siglo en la ciudad de México y sus alrededores: la gran metrópolis y sus contradicciones, el conflicto armado, las manifestaciones, y en general, las condiciones de vida de los que se quedaron, mismas condiciones que indujeron a algunos a emprender ellargo viaje hacia el norte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Es una historia de sangre en muchos sentidos, desde la sangre de los indígenas desplazados, la sangre y sudor de los refugiados y de los nuevos pobladores de la pradera, más la sangre de los conflictos armados. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Nuestra sangre viene de la sangre que corría en las venas de los protagonistas de esta historia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvuXgvWEzI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Y23S3znQBO4/s1600-h/seamstress-I.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259059077578101554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvuXgvWEzI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Y23S3znQBO4/s400/seamstress-I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvuCaR5ioI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ts0QJ9WNIZw/s1600-h/examen-corazon.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;En el proceso de armarla vi cientos de fotografías. Lo que había sido una idea vaga en mi cabeza se volvió una procesión de imágenes precisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Cada imagen existe gracias al esfuerzo de un fotógrafo, constante en el campo de acción, registrando insistente el mundo que lo rodeaba:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvugJQZiJI/AAAAAAAAAiI/EM_KU0Vfp7I/s1600-h/seamstress-II.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259059225893111954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvugJQZiJI/AAAAAAAAAiI/EM_KU0Vfp7I/s400/seamstress-II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Solomon Butcher, Robert Runyon, los hermanos Casasola y Huge Brehme, entre muchos otros. Y su gran legado ha podido llegar hasta nosotros por la tarea enorme asumida por las instituciones de recopilación, conservación y digitalización de sus fotografías. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dedico este proyecto a las personas retratadas y a todos los que ayudaron a que sus visajes hayan llegado hasta nosotros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Carla Rippey Ciudad de México, mayo de 2008 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259058842870803602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvuJ2Yw7JI/AAAAAAAAAh4/XEkBPQozcgs/s400/chap-con-magueyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;El título de este texto cita a Xavier Villaurrutia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918551101172524357-7040693352128584827?l=carla-rippey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/7040693352128584827/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1918551101172524357&amp;postID=7040693352128584827' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/7040693352128584827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/7040693352128584827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2008/10/cuando-mi-sangre-no-era-mi-sangrewhen.html' title='&quot;Cuando mi sangre aún no era mi sangre.../When my blood was not yet my blood...&quot;'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SPvsv_diEcI/AAAAAAAAAg4/8wKAaATVC8o/s72-c/butcher-snow-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-8288193103014313618</id><published>2008-08-29T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:51:07.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volcanes y pirámides/Pyramids and volcanoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Prudencia/Prudence, 1991, díptico-diptych, 52 x 170 c/u&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240141503473655922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi47xdUIHI/AAAAAAAAAeo/2piD8jC6cOo/s400/Prudencia-I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240141373096686146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi40LxBckI/AAAAAAAAAeg/HhwtECjvLBA/s400/Prudencia-II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240141239994681330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi4sb7CB_I/AAAAAAAAAeY/Fw3KaRrPFhs/s400/Prudencia-III.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240141135410673906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi4mWUQuPI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/p79QG_eB3tw/s400/Prudencia-IV.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hay formatos que me gustan, muy largos por ejemplo, que se traducen mal al blog. Por ende el dibujo que ven aquí, que debe de verse como una sola tira larga, se ve más bien como cuatro entidades. En fin, se llama &lt;em&gt;Prudencia&lt;/em&gt;, por la estatua neoclásica junto a la cual fui retratada (y después me dibujé) en Xalapa, Veracruz, principios de los 90. De allí pasamos a típis en llamas (de una película, creo), barcos en el Nilo, Sadat frente a una pirámide, y luego un volcán mexicano que tiene grabado abajo "Prudencia". Siendo esto una ironía por supuesto, como la prudencia no es una característica mía, ni la es de los volcanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;There are formats that I like, very long ones, for instance, that translate badly to a blog. So the drawing above, which should be seen as one long stretch, has been divided into 4 separate entities. Anyway, it's called Prudence, for the neoclassical statue next to which I was photographed (basis for my self-portrait) in Xalapa, Veracruz, in the beginning of the 1980's. From there the drawing moves through scenes of teepees in flames (from a movie, I believe), boats on the Nile, Sadat before a pyramid, and finally a Mexican volcano which has engraved below it the legend &lt;em&gt;Prudence. &lt;/em&gt;The title is ironic, of course, as prudence has never characterized either me or volcanoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Prudence/Prudencia, detail-detalle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241250797189811122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLyp1Kk7S7I/AAAAAAAAAgA/1HZYKNovUgQ/s400/detalle-prudencia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En este dibujo se juntan (algo facilitado por su extensión inusual) una pirámide con un volcán, dos elementos recurrentes en cierta etapa (la de Xalapa) de mi producción. Creo que fue el momento en que más me saturaba del paisaje mexicano (donde es común que se asoman tanto volcanes como pirámides, tan parecidos en forma que se confunden en mi subconsciencia). También me gustaba incluir estatuas icónicas en mi obra, como ven abajo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;In this drawing a pyramid is juxtaposed with a volcano (an act facilitated by the length of the piece)-- these are two recurrent elements in a certain stage (that of Xalapa) of my production. I think that was the point at which I was most exposed to Mexican landscape (where both pyramides and volcanoes can loom on the horizon, so similiar in form that I unconciously confuse them). I was also fond of including iconic statues in my work, as seen below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The Sphinx/La esfinge, 110 x 110 cm 1991&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240324711916445906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLlfj6F7INI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ooQGurHvPUM/s400/La-esfinge-1991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;En los dos dibujos hay una especie de recorrido (¿histórico-cultural?) atestiguado por un personaje femenino, a la vez parte de y observadora de la escena...la mujer vidente en esta escena es Jane Morris, modelo (y amante) de Dante Gabriel Rossetti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;In both drawings a (historical-cultural?) distance is covered, witnessed by a female character, who is at the same time part of the scene and an observer of it...the seer in this scene is Jane Morris, model for, and lover of, Dante Gabriel Rossetti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The Sphinx/El esfinge, detail-detalle&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241222947971236002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLyQgIJzgKI/AAAAAAAAAf4/8lTKg6Rwlx4/s400/la-esfinge-detalle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Y además de estatuas, recurría a mujeres posadas tipo &lt;em&gt;tableau vivant,&lt;/em&gt; como en este tríptico&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; en conjunto con escenas del volcán &lt;em&gt;Paricutín.&lt;/em&gt; De hecho el &lt;em&gt;Paricutín&lt;/em&gt; fue de mis primeras referencias a México, como leí en la primaria del niño que vio cómo salía el humo de una fisura en su milpa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;As well as statues, I made use of women posed as &lt;em&gt;tableaux vivants,&lt;/em&gt; as in this triptych&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; together with scenes from the volcano &lt;em&gt;Paricutín&lt;/em&gt;. Actually the &lt;em&gt;Paricutín&lt;/em&gt; was one of my first grade-school references to Mexico; I remember reading about the little boy with a donkey who found a thread of vapor coming out of a fissure in his cornfield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;El Paricutín, detalle/detail, 1991&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi6Ap1J9yI/AAAAAAAAAfg/CMykJSYhg_c/s1600-h/paricutÃ&amp;shy;n-detalle.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240142686837143330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi6Ap1J9yI/AAAAAAAAAfg/CMykJSYhg_c/s400/paricut%C3%ADn-detalle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; No creo que todo este dramático recorrido histórico haya estado de moda en los 80 cuando me puse a dibujarlo, aunque recuerdo esos años como una época más grandilocuente que la actual. Podrían ser más bien referencias decimonónicas. Pero finalmente, estas atmósferas fueron un asunto mío- al parecer me sentía abrumada por la historia o por mi historia personal...en fin, muy balcón, el asunto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I don´t remember all these dramatic historical references being particularly fashionable in the 80s, when I drew them- although I remember it being a more grandilocuent period than the present one. They seem to refer more to the nineteenth century. Anyway these particular atmospheres were basically something peculiar to myself- I guess I felt overwhelmed by history, or by my personal history... for better or for worse, the personal became public in my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontré a las mujeres retratadas aquí en 1) una colección de tarjetas de visita de la Francia decimonónica; 2) un libro viejo de anatomía para artistas; una colección de imágenes eróticas victorianas (eran aficionados de las niñas, se nota).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the women portrayed here in 1) a collection of nineteenth century French calling cards; 2) an old anatomy book for artists; and 3) a collection of Victorian erotica (they liked little girls, it seems...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;El Paricutín, tríptico,/triptych, 1991-1992&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240142538550386866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi54Ba1oLI/AAAAAAAAAfY/RLMd101dYhE/s400/paricut%C3%ADn.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Estaba ligando lo de "las mujeres y su intimidad" (mi tema por excelencia) y mi versión del paisaje socio-histórico-cultural en que me encontraba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I was linking together my old theme of "women in their intimacy" with my version of the social/cultural/historical landscape in which I found myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Trip to the Pyramids/Viaje a las pirámides, 1985&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240142405411425346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi5wRcCTEI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/UikXt0WNQk0/s400/viaje-a-las-pir%C3%A1mides.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mujer en quien basé esta imagen fue retratada en su boudoir por el fotógrafo húngaro radicado en París (años treinta), Brassai. El fondo viene de una revista de la 2o Guerra Mundial, en el norte de África. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The woman I based this drawing on was photographed in her boudoir by the Parisian-based Hungarian photographer, Brassai. The background comes from a magazine about World War II.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;From the series, Slaves of Sleep/de la serie, Esclavos del sueño, 1993&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi6MxkcgkI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WEGg0ECKI8g/s1600-h/esclavos-del-sueÃ±o,-pirÃ mides.gif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240142895072969282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi6MxkcgkI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WEGg0ECKI8g/s400/esclavos-del-sue%C3%B1o,-pir%C3%A0mides.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí ven un variante sobre el tema, parte de la serie &lt;em&gt;Esclavos del sueño&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you see a variation on the theme, from the series &lt;em&gt;Slaves of Sleep&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(Somehow it sounds more melodramatic in English).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;En el dibujo abajo no aparece ni pirámide ni volcán, pero el triángulo hecho por el helicóptero con los camellos los sugieren...este es un dibujo muy grande (también dividido para acomodarse al formato blog). Las imágenes salieron de una foto periodística del "Desert Storm" y una fotografía del siglo 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the drawing below neither pyramids nor volcanoes appear, although the triangle formed by the helicopter and the camels could suggest them...this is a very large work (also divided here in order to accomodate to the blog). The images came from a newspaper photograph of the "Desert Storm" campaign and a nineteenth-century photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Landscape with Vulture/Paisaje con buitre, 222 x 152 cm, 1993&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240141785073143858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi5MKf3UDI/AAAAAAAAAe4/SRVT6cnjlfM/s400/paisaje-con-buitre-222-x-152-cm-1993-I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240141668593593714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi5FYk-bXI/AAAAAAAAAew/wN1m-vVCjVQ/s400/paisaje-con-buitre-222-x-152-cm-1993-II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;El siguiente dibujo, en papel kraft con lápiz blanco y grafito, comenta la visita de la emperatriz Carlota a Yucatán. De ahí escribí a Europa "Lo más extraño de todo es que yo me encuentro aquí". He de haber sentido algo parecido, desarraigada de Nebraska, hallándome en Veracruz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The following drawing, in kraft paper with graphite and white pencil, comments the visit of the Empress Carlota to theYucatán peninsula. From that site she wrote back to Europe, "What is strangest of all is that I should even be here". I must have felt something similiar, transplanted from Nebraska to Veracruz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Empress Carlota in Yucatán/La Emperatriz Carlota en Yucatán,135 x 103 cm, 1985&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240142097873232082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi5eXxN4NI/AAAAAAAAAfI/RCMrDCBDuE8/s400/la-emperatriz-carlota-en-yucat%C3%A1n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta hice un cuadro de hombres en las pirámides, unos chavos de los años treinta o cuarenta, congelados frente al pirámide del sol de Teotihuacán. Ahora en fines de la primera década del segundo milenio, paso por la curiosa experiencia de observar, ¿con nostalgia? mi propia nostalgia de hace 15 a 25 años...&lt;br /&gt;I even did a piece with men in the pyramids, some kids from the thirties or forties, frozen before the Sun Pyramid at Teotihuacán. Now, in the end of the first decade of the second millenium, I'm going through the strange experience of observing, nostalgically?, my own nostalgia of 15 to 25 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sunday at the Pryamids/Domingo en Teotihuácan, 1992&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240141957358541074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi5WMT52RI/AAAAAAAAAfA/eo7MSes-KcU/s400/guys-pir%C3%A1mides.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918551101172524357-8288193103014313618?l=carla-rippey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/8288193103014313618/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1918551101172524357&amp;postID=8288193103014313618' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/8288193103014313618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/8288193103014313618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2008/08/volcanes-y-pirmidespyramids-and.html' title='Volcanes y pirámides/Pyramids and volcanoes'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SLi47xdUIHI/AAAAAAAAAeo/2piD8jC6cOo/s72-c/Prudencia-I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-9217779041442829028</id><published>2008-06-15T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T12:55:24.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Todas las demás cosas de la nada/Everything else from the Void</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Estoy sacando estas imágenes de una carpeta en mi escritorio (virtual) que dice: &lt;em&gt;blog abril&lt;/em&gt;. Obviamente me distraje con otras cosas, pero por fin voy a completar el recuento de mi exposición de arte objeto de 1998 (hace diez años...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an abandoned folder on my (virtual) desktop entitled: &lt;em&gt;April blog&lt;/em&gt;. Obviously I got distracted, because just now I am getting around to opening it and completing the account of the exhibit of object art I did back in 1998 (ten years ago...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El ocaso del imperio-&lt;em&gt;Abdullah es y siempre ha sido una empresa totalmente británica/&lt;/em&gt;The Decline of Empires&lt;em&gt;-Abdullah is and always has been an entirely British firm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;detalle/detail, 1998&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212148316531147554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFVFR1t9QyI/AAAAAAAAAag/FDVWw_GdvkY/s400/abdullah-detalle-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Mi acceso al pasado exótico fue por mucho tiempo el mercado de la Lagunilla ( he perdido un poco la costumbre, y por ende ya no me lleno tanto de chacharas. Me he de estar modernizando).&lt;br /&gt;Ahí encontré en fines de los 90 una cajetilla de cigarros vendida muchos años antes, suponemos que en Egipto, con la siguiente leyenda: "&lt;em&gt;Abdullah" es y siempre ha sido una marca totalmente británica.&lt;/em&gt; Aunque tienen fama de irónicos, los Brits aparentemente no vieron la ironía que percibía yo en esta asertación. Pero me dio el título de otro elemento de la serie sobre &lt;em&gt;El ocaso del imperio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Abdullah is and always has been an entirely British firm/Abdullah es y siempre ha sido una empresa enteramente británica, detalle, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFVFJGh7anI/AAAAAAAAAaY/JTK-R1ZNncQ/s1600-h/abdullah-detalle.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212148166425274994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFVFJGh7anI/AAAAAAAAAaY/JTK-R1ZNncQ/s400/abdullah-detalle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My access to the exotic past was, for quite a long time, the Mexico City flea market called &lt;em&gt;La Lagunilla&lt;/em&gt;. (I now have largely lost the habit of going here and hence my rate of accumulation of knick-knacks has slowed considerably. I must be getting more modern).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I found there in the late 90s a small cigarette box sold (we assume) many years before in Eygpt with the following sentence on it: &lt;em&gt;"Abdullah" is and always has been an entirely British firm. &lt;/em&gt;Although the Brits are famous for their sense of irony, they apparently didn't see any in this statement (but I of course did!) And the phrase gave me the title of another element of the series &lt;em&gt;The Decline of Empires&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;La cajetilla fue perforada con un abrelatas y en las ventanillas resultantes coloqué dos imágenes en fotocopia. La primera fue de una fotografía antigua (tomada por un británico por cierto) de una procesión de camellos y la segunda de los huesos de un camello. En fin, algo que ver con la presencia de los isleños en el territorio desiértico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;otro detalle/another detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFVE6xXbclI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/sM25nhe7d8o/s1600-h/El-ocaso-del-imperio-Abdullah-detalle.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212147920225923666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFVE6xXbclI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/sM25nhe7d8o/s400/El-ocaso-del-imperio-Abdullah-detalle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I perforated the little box with a can opener and in the resulting openings I placed two photocopied images. The first was from an old photograph (taken by somebody British, by the way) of a procession of camels and the second is of a camel's bones. Anyway, it was a commentary on the presence of these isalnd people in a foreign desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se presenta en un marco viejo (mi &lt;em&gt;concepto&lt;/em&gt; del momento), sobre una tabla forrada con papel de envoltura viejo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The work is presented in an old picture frame (my &lt;em&gt;concept&lt;/em&gt; of the moment), on a wooden slab covered with old wrapping paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Y así lucía (y todavía luce así). ---And this is how it looked (how it still looks in fact.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212156503918820210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFVMuaHSu3I/AAAAAAAAAa4/SeiVwcwxckQ/s400/El-ocaso-del-imperio-Abdullah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;También empezó con un marco viejo&lt;strong&gt; "El origin del universo".&lt;/strong&gt; Esta es mi contribución al imaginario del "Big Bang" y fue construída de fieltro, la funda de un cuaderno antiguo, y tul, todo quemado en medio. (Eso de quemarlo fue probablemente un proceso emocionante aunque ya no lo recuerdo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The Origin of the Universe"&lt;/strong&gt; also started off with an old picture frame. It's my contribution to the visualizations of the "Big Bang" and was made out of felt, the cover of an old notebook, and tulle, all of which were burned in the middle. (The burn process should have been exciting in a pyromanic way but I no longer remember it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212147466022268338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFVEgVU1rbI/AAAAAAAAAaA/7SL3RJXIljc/s400/el-origin-del-universo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Seguí con un par de obras hechas de esquemas escolares viejas, sacadas de una papelería de Xalapa.&lt;br /&gt;I went on to make a couple of pieces out of old school charts, which I got (very cheaply) in a Xalapa stationary store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tratado de mutilaciones/Treatise on Mutilations, detalle-detail, 1998 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212882254438243842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFfgype6ngI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4M_sTRz-wTo/s400/tratado-multilaciones-I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Estas papelerías (ya en extinción como bodegas de mercancía vieja) estaba llenas de cosas de los años 20, 30, 40 etc. que vendía en barato. De allí salieron muchas esquemas italianas escolares, bellamente impresas, que fueron adaptadas como obras de arte (por mi y por Adolfo Patiño).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These stationary stores (which have since ceased to function as warehouses of old merchandise)were full of leftover stuff from the 20s, 30s, and 40s etc. A lot of old Italian school charts, beautifully printed, were rescued from there and made into artwork (by myself and Adolfo Patiño).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Así es que una esquema sobre &lt;em&gt;-la mejor forma de podar&lt;/em&gt;- se volvió &lt;strong&gt;"Tratado de mutilaciones",&lt;/strong&gt; reorganizada a mi manera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Which is how a chart on - &lt;em&gt;the best way to prune-&lt;/em&gt; became&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;"Treatise on Mutilations"&lt;/strong&gt; -reorganized to my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así se ve completo.&lt;br /&gt;Here it is, complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Tratado de mutilaciones/Treatise on Mutilations, 1998&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213294146961642098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFlXZ8tFknI/AAAAAAAAAd4/FBmNF3P8QJo/s400/tratado-mutilaciones-II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFfh0UkjbJI/AAAAAAAAAbY/qgI5k9SL3Vg/s1600-h/tratado-mutilaciones-II.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213294297269336338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFlXispO-RI/AAAAAAAAAeA/6DPaAL2_Qhc/s400/tratado-mutilaciones-III.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holocausto y Civilización-- Civilization and Holocaust&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFU9WSCw8fI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ZzTg8WdBNX8/s1600-h/civilizaci%C3%B3n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212139596761068018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFU9WSCw8fI/AAAAAAAAAYs/ZzTg8WdBNX8/s400/civilizaci%C3%B3n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFlRDFiMT0I/AAAAAAAAAdY/IstT4haEtB0/s1600-h/columna+holocausto.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213287157125107522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFlRDFiMT0I/AAAAAAAAAdY/IstT4haEtB0/s400/columna+holocausto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas columnas empezaron como vigas viejas. La de la izquierda tiene encrustada el lomo de un libro (creo que era de Shakespeare pero a lo mejor es invento: le quité el título para que fuera más genérico).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;These columns started off as old beams. The one on the left has the spine of a book encrusted in it (I think it was from Shakespeare but I might be inventing that: I erased the title so as to present something more generic).&lt;br /&gt;La de la derecha se llama &lt;strong&gt;"Holocausto"--&lt;/strong&gt; el hueco está rodeado por un marco de plomo con una estrella de David (Lagunillazo); el interior del hueco está quemado y tiene pegada hoja de plata.&lt;br /&gt;Las bases fueron hechos por un amigo que tiene una fábrica, son de fierro soldado (y muy pesadas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one on the right is called &lt;strong&gt;"Holocaust"&lt;/strong&gt; --the hole is surrounded by a picture frame with a star of David (a Lagunilla find of course); the interior es burned and has silver leaf on it. The bases were made for me in the factory of a friend, they're made of welded steel (and extremely heavy). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFll1Y6yo5I/AAAAAAAAAeI/GY83lZCQt98/s1600-h/holocausto.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213310011554571154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFll1Y6yo5I/AAAAAAAAAeI/GY83lZCQt98/s320/holocausto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;La verdad es que una base tiene metida una piedra porque hubo una equivocación en las medidas, y tuve que remediar... algo que es central al acto creativo: es una forma de remediar errores. Cuando no podemos solucionar las cosas como "se debe", hay que inventar. Tipico de los creativos: somos malos para hacer las cosas de forma "normal", y así nos vemos obligados a inventar maneras para proceder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFlVoC5ZeqI/AAAAAAAAAdo/C1CuW_yGpx8/s1600-h/civilizacion-detalle.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213292190118804130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFlVoC5ZeqI/AAAAAAAAAdo/C1CuW_yGpx8/s320/civilizacion-detalle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The truth is that one base has a stone wedged into it because a mistake was made during welding in the measurements, and I had to improvise a solution...something quite central to the creative act: it can be a way of making up for shortcomings. When we can't solve things the "normal" way, we invent. Typical of creative people-- we are not good at doing things in the obvious manner and are thus obliged to invent ways of proceeding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Libro rodeado por su contenido-A book surrounded by its content&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212132913890272946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFU3RSaNJrI/AAAAAAAAAYc/oeX9S7wlzsw/s400/Libro-rodeado-por-su-contentido-chico.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Tenía curiosidad para ver el aspecto espacial de un libro: el área ocupado por sus páginas extendidas. Aunque finalmente, no más pude ver la mitad, como la otra mitad está por el otro lado. Pero todo el libro está pegado, línea por línea, alrededor de la portada. Extrañamente, fue divertido pegarlo, ¿será de bajo estres, como macramé? El libro también es de la Lagunilla y es un tratado sobre cómo admiminstrar un abad: pesando las ventajas del amor contra las del terror (ganó el amor). Y en francés........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was curious to see the spacial aspect of a book: the area occupied by its extended pages. Although I actually ended up seeing only half the pages, as the other half is printed on the side face down. But the whole book is glued, line by line, in a spiral around the cover. Strangely it was fun to glue it, could it be a non-stressful activity like macrame? The book is also from the Lagunilla and is a treatise on the best way to govern an abbey: weighing the advantages of love against those of terror (love won). All in French...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Libro rodeado por su contenido/Book surrounded by its content, detalle-detail, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212879354833588178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFfeJ3nSz9I/AAAAAAAAAbI/yuBwlAOcPxo/s400/libro-rodeado-detalle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Esta obra se expone actualmente (verano del 2008) en el gabinete de gráfica del museo Carrillo Gil, si se animan a pasar a verla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This piece is currently (summer 2008) on display in the graphics cabinet at the Carrillo Gil museum, if anyone wants to go see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Hemos aquí otra pieza también basada en páginas de texto, pero ahora en japonés. Se llama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Los ancestros". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213060792967330482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFiDK9VVerI/AAAAAAAAAcY/HJnZmVAbwUs/s320/el-ancestro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Here we have another piece based on pages of text, but this time in Japanese. It's called,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"The Ancestors"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFU0hH1rDXI/AAAAAAAAAX8/AMwsYOxsc2k/s1600-h/el-ancestro-II.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212129887395712370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFU0hH1rDXI/AAAAAAAAAX8/AMwsYOxsc2k/s400/el-ancestro-II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los ancestros, los que han de estar allí aunque no los veamos. En fin, hay que reservarles su lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those ancestors who must be out there somewhere although we can't see them. Anyway, it's good to reserve a place for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFU1sI37BUI/AAAAAAAAAYM/KX5E9XpiZtU/s1600-h/image-egipto.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El orden admirable de las partes/The Admirable Order of the Parts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Recurrí a un libro de fotografías del siglo 19 para la pieza abajo. La foto fue tomada por Felice Beato, un italiano que recurrió Japón documentando la isla y la gente. Hay una fotografía de un niño crucificado (dice que es un joven pero se ve muy niño), se supone que lo mataron porque mató al hijo de su amo. Ocupé la imagen junto con unas líneas del catecismo otra vez: "El órden admirable de las partes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made use of a book of 19th century photographs by the Italian Felice Beato for the piece below.He travelled through Japan documenting its people, landscapes and customs. Here we see a photograph of a crucified child (the book says "a young man" but he looks &lt;em&gt;awfully&lt;/em&gt; young), supposedly he was crucified for killing his master's son. I used the image together with a few lines from the Catechism once agian: "The Admirable Order of the Parts".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;El orden admirable de las partes/The Admirable Order of the Parts, 1998&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212129505028939586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFU0K3aVH0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/JkEuJIgAwyM/s400/el-orden-natural-de+ch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Detalle, detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFUz0AjUueI/AAAAAAAAAXk/I0eeqPzsy4g/s1600-h/P5140001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212129112345590242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFUz0AjUueI/AAAAAAAAAXk/I0eeqPzsy4g/s400/P5140001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiene como subtítulo lo que viene en la pagina del catecismo: "el infame suplicio de la cruz".&lt;br /&gt;La página es original del catecismo y la imagen en foto es una transferencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The page presented is an original from the Catechism and the image is a transfer print.&lt;br /&gt;It has as a subtitle the caption on the Catechism page: "the infamous torture of the cross".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(¡Estas son obras con poca salida comercial!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(This sort of work doesn't have much commercial outlet!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qué hacer con espejo rayado: -- W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hat to do with scratched glass:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;detalle, detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFUyuBWIGcI/AAAAAAAAAXU/RpBp0_HvyI0/s1600-h/mimesis-detalle.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212127909967829442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFUyuBWIGcI/AAAAAAAAAXU/RpBp0_HvyI0/s400/mimesis-detalle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí ven un detalle de un díptico que empezó con el hallazgo de un lagarto muerto en mi jardín (ya ni lagartos muertos hay, los tres gatos los han llevado a la extinción).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you see a detail from a dyptich which sarted off with the discovery of a dead lizard in my garden (now there are no lizards left, dead or alive, the three cats have annihilated them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Eran dos lagartos, la verdad,practicamente una colección. En fin, la pieza corresponde a la idea decimonómica del gabinete de historia natural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Actually there were two lizards, almost a collection. Anyway, the piece corresponds to the nineteeth century idea of a Natural History Cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;También incluye la imagen de un dragón Komodor acariciado por un niño (de un viejo libro sobre animales).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;It also includes an image of a Komodor dragon being petted by a child (from an old English book about animals). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mímesis/Mimicry, 1998&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213279152038096034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFlJxIQuLKI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Sl3NFSVpoaI/s400/mimesis-I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213279353115448978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFlJ81VTFpI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/OiRVRdjlROs/s400/mimesis-II.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se llama, &lt;strong&gt;"Mimesis".&lt;/strong&gt; /It's called &lt;strong&gt;"Mimicry".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Aquí la ven completa. /Here you can see the whole work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo mis épocas de trabajar con retiples. De adolescente hice un dibujo (tipo dibujo de libro infantil) de una joven como yo tomando té con unas enormes víboras (aparece en otra parte de este blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have periods in which I work a lot with reptile images. As a teenage I did a drawing (children's book type of drawing) of a young woman like myself drinking tea with some enormous snakes. (it appears in another part of this blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tu típico dragón komodo/your typical Komodo dragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213251814341081618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFkw53Z1-hI/AAAAAAAAAdA/9YmvNUcml2M/s400/komodo_doc_face_close_duane_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y apareció esta misma imagen del niño con el dragón en díptico en dibujo llamado "Lagartona" de 1987.&lt;br /&gt;And the same image of the child with the dragon in a dyptich appears in the drawing called "Lizard Lady" in 1987.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Lagartona ",&lt;/strong&gt; (un dibujo muy grande) tenía que ver con los cuestionamientos que tenemos las muejres acerca de nuestros propios cuerpos, como nos vemos, como nos ven los demás. El título salió del comentario de una amiga (tenía ella unos 30 años en ese momento) que de repente se sintió la más vieja del antro --"¡es que me he vuelto una lagartona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otra referencia es por supuesto, es al estand típico de la feria mexicana con una mujer lagarta-- "y porqué te volviste lagarta?"-- "¡Por desobedecer a mis padres!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lagartona/Lizard Lady, 1987 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212940145593303698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFgVcW12QpI/AAAAAAAAAbo/hkU0-Iq46Q4/s400/lagartona+I+ch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212940670642312834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFgV66zSVoI/AAAAAAAAAbw/QO8RqcMic5E/s400/lagartona+II+ch.jpg" border="0" /&gt; "Lizard Lady", (a very large drawing) had to do with the self-doubts we woman have about our own bodies and how they affect our relationship with the world. The title came from a commentary by a friend of mine (she was about 30 at the time) who suddenly felt like the oldest female in the clubs-- "I mean I've become the lizard lady!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another obvious reference is to the typical Mexican side-show stand with a woman lizard-- "And why were you made into a lizard?" -- "For disobeying my parents!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La imagen de la parte de abajo del díptico viene de una fotografía del afamado fotógrafo francés de los burdeles de Nueva Orleans, Bellocq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The image from the bottom part of the dyptich comes from a photo by the famous French photographer Bellocq, who worked in the brothels of New Orleans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;detalle-detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFUyC0FiE3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/TXwTqZ4dAVo/s1600-h/f17.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212127167674192754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFUyC0FiE3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/TXwTqZ4dAVo/s400/f17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pieza&lt;strong&gt; "Del finito al infinito"&lt;/strong&gt; ya apareció en el blog pero hace mucho tiempo, y solamente los muy curiosos que pican "entradas antiguas" lo ven ahora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Pero se expuso por primera vez en la exposición que estamos recurriendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The piece &lt;strong&gt;"From the Finite to the Infinite"&lt;/strong&gt; first appeared in this blog some time ago, but only the very curious who click on "entradas antiguas" see it nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Nevertheless it was first exhibited in the show under analysis in this entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;La imagen arriba fue rescatada de una caja de fotografías de la familia de las hermanas de mi papá. Son tías que conocí por primera vez hace unos 15 años, cuando estaban desmantelando la casa de su mama recién fallecida. Representa la entrada de un barco al mar por primera vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Todas estas puntas de fuga llevaban años acumulándose en mis archivos cuando finalmente decidí hacer una obra con ellas. Me llamaba la atención de que el punto de fuga puede ocurrir en cualquier lugar y siempre representa lo mismo-- el recorrido de donde estás, hasta el horizonte. Para mi fue una especie de pieza típica de media-vida (&lt;em&gt;mid-life piece&lt;/em&gt;, pues, ¡suena mejor en inglés!). Sabía donde estaba, y me preguntaba hasta dónde iba a llegar (todavía no se sabe la respuesta, pero demasiadas personas cercanas a mi-- en edad y en términos afectivos-- ya han desaparecido del horizonte. El más reciente fue Oliver Debroise...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The image above was rescued from a box of photographs from the family of my fathers' sisters. These are aunts whom I met for the first time around fifteen years ago, when they were clearing out their recently deceased mother's house. It depicts the launching of a ship. All of these vanishing points were accumulating in my files for years until I finally decided to do a piece with them. I found it interesting that a vanishing point can occur anywhere and always indicates the same thing: the path from where you are, to your horizon. For me it was a sort of &lt;em&gt;mid-life piece.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I knew where I was and I wondered where I would end up. (I still don't know the answer, altough too many people close to me, both in age and in affections, have since disappeared from the horizon. The most recent was Olivier Debroise...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Del finito al infinito/From the finite to the infinite, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212126868673304290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFUxxaOKluI/AAAAAAAAAW8/7WpXNTr3ZGE/s400/del+finito+al+infinito+FK+chico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una obra de transferencias montadas en marcos de hierro, cortesía del mismo amigo de la fábrica. Son 49 pero podrian ser miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;A work made up of transfers mounted in iron frames, provied by the same friend with a factory. There are 49 but they could be thousands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Unas últimas obras de la exposición: máscaras con dejo medieval. Una fue hecha de espinas, y otra de un marco de La Lagunilla. La modelo es la mamá de mis nietos, Soledad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFh2TLS3W1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/oNTQTRg_A28/s1600-h/m%C3%A1scara-espinas.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213046640502856530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFh2TLS3W1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/oNTQTRg_A28/s320/m%C3%A1scara-espinas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFh2uGN-PUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/9T-Weqomqc0/s1600-h/m%C3%A1scara-esp.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213047102996626754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFh2uGN-PUI/AAAAAAAAAcI/9T-Weqomqc0/s320/m%C3%A1scara-esp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the last works in the show, two masks with a medieval air. One was made of rose thorns, and the other from an embossed lead frame found in the "Lagunilla". The model is the mother of my grandchildren, Soledad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Másacara de la Sagrada Trinidad/Mask of the Holy Trinity, 1998&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213222452058548690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFkWMwYKadI/AAAAAAAAAcg/fFM04Lojrzo/s400/m%C3%A1scara-trinidad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Y una última máscara: hecha de una hoja de papel pegada a latón, representando la Sagrada Trinidad. Había pensado despegar la hoja del latón pero no pude, entonces decidí hacer un objeto con el latón incluído. En esta exposición traté temáticas religiosas en varias ocasiones. No fue exactamente mi intención de agredir a lo religioso. Fue más bien una actitud de examinar objetos del pasado con su significado original, e interactuar de alguna manera con sus implicaciones en ese contexto, viéndolo como artefacto histórico más que un ícono vigente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And one last mask: made with a sheet of paper glued to tin, depicting the Holy Trinity. I had planned on separating the paper from the tin but it was impossible, so I decided to do an object including the tin. In this exhibit I worked with religous themes in several instances. It wasn't exactly my intention to challenge religion. My atittude was more that of trying to examine objects from the past considering their original significance, and to interact somehow with the implications in that context, seeing them as historical artefacts more than current icons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918551101172524357-9217779041442829028?l=carla-rippey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/9217779041442829028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1918551101172524357&amp;postID=9217779041442829028' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/9217779041442829028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/9217779041442829028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2008/06/todas-las-dems-cosas-de-la.html' title='Todas las demás cosas de la nada/Everything else from the Void'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/SFVFR1t9QyI/AAAAAAAAAag/FDVWw_GdvkY/s72-c/abdullah-detalle-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-3144205594304239871</id><published>2008-03-22T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T17:30:34.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Todas las cosas de la nada/Everything from the Void</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Caja para relíquias/Boxes for relics, 1998 &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180638451773818722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-VTOUO1R2I/AAAAAAAAAW0/b2qaAFzNww8/s400/Cajas-para-rel%C3%ADquias.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The work in this entry comes from a show I did in 1998 (in Mexico City's &lt;em&gt;Museo Universitario del Chopo&lt;/em&gt;) of object art- something I had been wanting to do for some time ( it's more entertaining than drawing). Gustavo Prado and Adolfo Patiño (Mexican artists and curators) helped me with this show, working in the assembling of the pieces and the exhibition design, more or less under my direction. The phrase &lt;em&gt;Everything from the void&lt;/em&gt; comes from a book of Catholic catechism that I picked up in the famous Mexico City flea market, "La Lagunilla".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;detalle del libro con la frase "todas las cosas de la nada"/detail of the book with the phrase Everything from the void", principios del siglo 20-early 20th century&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180607652563338770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U3NkO1RhI/AAAAAAAAAUM/sILG3yVzzts/s400/todas-las-cosas....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La obra en esta entrada viene de una exposición que hice en el Museo Universitario del Chopo (Ciudad de México) en 1998. Llevaba años queriendo hacer una exposición de arte-objeto (que es mucho más divertido que dibujar) y colaboraron conmigo (más o menos bajo mis instrucciones) en la hechura de la obra y museografía, Gustavo Prado y Adolfo Patiño. La frase &lt;em&gt;Todas las cosas de la nada,&lt;/em&gt; el título de la exposición,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;viene de un catecismo católico que encontré en la Lagunilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Vista parcial de la exposición/View of part of the show, 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180608756369933874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U4N0O1RjI/AAAAAAAAAUc/N5yqAp7TR6g/s400/vista-expo-chopo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The idea of the show was to make a sort of remix (once again, the collage concept!) of a lot of material I had been gathering together, mainly old things, many with historical or ritual implications. The image above depicts an installation made up of a collection of old slateboards from a Mexican country school, to which I added pieces of slate in rock form to make a series of small landscapes, like mountain lakes. They were presented on tables made of sideboards from a truck. The large work is an old beam with slate inserted, called &lt;em&gt;Horizon&lt;/em&gt;. The background contains old German miitary maps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The show was held in a building which was designed by Eiffel and therefore had the type of steel structure typical of his buildings, and which had formerly been a museum of natural history. This fit right in with the idea of my exhibit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Detalle de los paisajes de pizarra/detail of the slate landscapes, 1998 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180627972053616370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-VJsUO1RvI/AAAAAAAAAV8/0ESgZvf2mNA/s400/detalle-paisajes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La idea de la exposición era de hacer una especie de remix (una vez más, ¡el concepto collage!) de un buen de material- cosas viejas pues- que había estando coleccionando, muchas con referencias a la historia o asuntos rituales. La imagen arriba muestra una instalación que consiste en una colección de pizarrones de una escuela rural del estado de Puebla, a la cual agregué pedazos de pizarra para crear una serie de pequeños paisajes, o isletas. Se presentaron en mesas hechas de las puertas traseras (deshechadas) de un camión. La pieza grande es una viga vieja con pizarra insertada, para hacer un horizonte.&lt;br /&gt;Como los de ustedes que conocen a México saben, el sitio, el Museo del Chopo, fue diseñado por Eiffel y tiene su estructura característica de acero, y antes fue un museo de historia natural, algo muy afín a mi proyecto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-VJdUO1RuI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Xoe-pljZyoc/s1600-h/detalle-paisajes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Objecto encontrado, principios siglo 20/Found object, early 2oth century&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-VJ4EO1RwI/AAAAAAAAAWE/1ywWJJh9qTU/s1600-h/pizarr%C3%B3n-inscrito.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180628173917079298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-VJ4EO1RwI/AAAAAAAAAWE/1ywWJJh9qTU/s400/pizarr%C3%B3n-inscrito.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This is one of the slateboards (one I didn't put in the show), in the category of "found art" which documents an ardous effort on the part of some small child to avoid boredom in school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Getting the slateboards in the first place involved a lengthy negociation with the flea market people who had had access to (or raided?) the abandoned schoolhouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Este es uno de los pizarrones (que no expuse) in la categoría de "arte encontrado" que documenta el intento árduo de algún niñito o niñita para evitar el aburrimiento en la escuela.&lt;br /&gt;Conseguir los pizarrones en primer lugar involucró una negociación compleja con los marchantes con acceso (¿legítimo o no?) a la escuela abandonada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Vista parcial, mesas para geógrafos/Parcial view, tables for geographers, 1998 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U7tEO1RkI/AAAAAAAAAUk/V24x8sCEhvk/s1600-h/vista-mesas-ge%C3%B3grafos.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180612591775729218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U7tEO1RkI/AAAAAAAAAUk/V24x8sCEhvk/s400/vista-mesas-ge%C3%B3grafos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Also in the show were a set of tables designed to confuse geographers. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;They were made from cut-up old maps, part of the glorious loot available for pennies in the&lt;/span&gt; stationary stores of Xalapa, Veracruz, around 1980.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;También formaban parte de la expo&lt;br /&gt;estas mesas diseñadas para despistar geógrafos, que fueron hechos de mapas viejos recortados, parte del botín glorioso disponible por unos centavos en las papelerías de Xalapa, Veracruz, cerca 1980.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Much of the show was made up of constructions in old picture frames. The one below (which includes a hand-written partiture without notes) was dedicated to an empress (Wu Zitian (625-705 AD) who had a large stone tablet placed on top of a hill near Qianling, China, with the belief that after her death the people would fill it with praise of her accomplishments. Today, however, it's called, the "Tablet with no Inscription"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Canción para la Emperatriz Wu Zitian/Song for the Empress Wu Zitian, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180616336987211458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U_HEO1RsI/AAAAAAAAAVk/6N_56I5fdg0/s400/emperatriz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Mucha de la exposición consistía en construcciones hechas a partir de marcos viejos. La obra que se ve aquí (que incluye una partitura escrita a mano sin notas) fue dedicada a la emperatriz Wu Zitian (625-705 AD), quien mandó poner una tableta grande de piedra encima de una colina en Qianling, China, con la convicción que después de su muerte el pueblo iba a llenarla con alabanzas a sus logros. Hoy en día, empero, se llama la “Tableta sin inscripción”…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Quales son.../Who are.., 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-VSzUO1R1I/AAAAAAAAAWs/BsxhQFjXU8Y/s1600-h/%C2%BFquales-son...jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180637987917350738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-VSzUO1R1I/AAAAAAAAAWs/BsxhQFjXU8Y/s400/%C2%BFquales-son...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This is a detail from another work in an old picture frame, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;which consisted of a transfer onto Japanese paper of a drawing I had done of one of Pavlova's dancers, framed with a lot of diaphanous scraps of paper. The title comes again from a line in the Catechism: "Who are God's most perfect creatures? ...Men and angels...." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Este es un detalle de otra obra realizada en un marco antiguo, que consistía en una transferencia a papel japonés de un dibujo que había hecho yo de una bailarina de Pavlova, enmarcada con un buen de pedazos diáfanos de paper. El título viene una vez más de una línea del Catecismo: "Quales son las criaturas más perfectas? ...los hombres y los ángeles."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Biblioteca/Library, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U9aEO1RnI/AAAAAAAAAU8/hUANDfZPdBE/s1600-h/biblioteca.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180614464381470322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U9aEO1RnI/AAAAAAAAAU8/hUANDfZPdBE/s400/biblioteca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Besides "Horizon" the exhibit included several other works made out of old beams (we were fortunate to find a lumberyard with a good supply of them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;We made slits in them and I filled them up with a good selection of esoteric texts. The piece is around nine feet tall, and the base is made of welded iron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Aparte del "Horizonte" la exposición incluía various obras más hechas de vigas viejas (tuvimos la fortuna de encontrar una maderería bien surtida del producto).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Les hicimos huecos y éstos los llenaba yo con una buena selección de libros esotéricos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;La pieza tiene unos tres metros y la base es de fierro soldado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-VSMkO1R0I/AAAAAAAAAWk/-7ZlY6-3Xss/s1600-h/%C2%BFquales-son...jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Un detalle de la biblioteca/A detail from the Library, 1998&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180616186663356082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U--UO1RrI/AAAAAAAAAVc/G8kpFxJ_zlg/s400/biblioteca-detalle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; Several of the works in old picture frames were organized into a series called, "The Decline of the Empire". The one seen below is made out of old German wrapping paper (from the Xalapa stores), a postcard of the now destroyed Pennyslvania Station, and two frames. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Varias de las obras en marcos antiguos se organizaron en una serie llamada "El ocaso del imperio". La que se ve a continuación está hecha de papel de envoltura alemán antiguo (de las papelerías de Xalapa), una postal de la ya desaparecida estación de trenes, y dos marcos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;El ocaso del imperio-Pennsylvania Station/The Decline of the Empire'- Pennsylvania Station, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180637184758466354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-VSEkO1RzI/AAAAAAAAAWc/AB29HF-Rvaw/s400/El-ocaso-del-imperio-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Detalle, Pennsylvania Station/Detail, Pennsylvania Station, 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180637047319512866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-VR8kO1RyI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Yie8R_26tXg/s400/pennsylvania-station.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following works are also from "The Decline of the Empire", and show another aspect of my "Orientalist" work. The first contains the image of a samurai and elements of a cartoon from the 2nd World War of soldiers (I thought they were Japanese but a Chinese friend says they are Chinese). The second has a transfer of a Japanese battle flag made on old fabric.  The original flag was ripped and so is the copy I made. Behind it is an image of a woman from a Japanese magazine. And the small picture between the other two is a line of postage stamps (all men's faces) called "Heroes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Las obras que siguen también son de "El ocaso del imperio", y muestran otra faceta de mi obra "Orientalista".  La primera consiste en la imagen de un samurai y elementos de un cartón de la 2o Guerra Mundial de soldados (pensaba que eran japoneses pero una amiga china me dice que son chinos).  La segunda obra tiene una transferencia de una batalla japonesa impresa en manta vieja.  La bandera original estaba rota y también rompí mi copia.  Atrás está la imagen de una japonesa sacada de una revista. Y el cuadro chico ente los otros dos es una línea de timbres postales (todas cara de hombres) llamado "Héroes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U9JEO1RmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HMDIsBaznLs/s1600-h/el-imperio-de-los-sentidos-completo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;De "El ocaso del imperio": El ejercito del emperador, Héroes, y El imperio de los sentidos"/from "The Decline of the Empire": The Emperor's Army, Heroes, and The Empire of the Senses, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U9AEO1RlI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EaNMoplQ2e0/s1600-h/el-ejercito-del-emperador.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180614017704871506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U9AEO1RlI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EaNMoplQ2e0/s320/el-ejercito-del-emperador.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U9JEO1RmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HMDIsBaznLs/s1600-h/el-imperio-de-los-sentidos-completo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180614172323694178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U9JEO1RmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HMDIsBaznLs/s320/el-imperio-de-los-sentidos-completo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U9JEO1RmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HMDIsBaznLs/s1600-h/el-imperio-de-los-sentidos-completo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U9JEO1RmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HMDIsBaznLs/s1600-h/el-imperio-de-los-sentidos-completo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U9JEO1RmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HMDIsBaznLs/s1600-h/el-imperio-de-los-sentidos-completo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U9JEO1RmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HMDIsBaznLs/s1600-h/el-imperio-de-los-sentidos-completo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U9JEO1RmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HMDIsBaznLs/s1600-h/el-imperio-de-los-sentidos-completo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U9JEO1RmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HMDIsBaznLs/s1600-h/el-imperio-de-los-sentidos-completo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This isn't all, but it's enough for now......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Detalle, El imperio de los sentidos/Detalle, The Empire of the senses, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U_QUO1RtI/AAAAAAAAAVs/J2LHcCCsVHw/s1600-h/El-imperio-de-los-sentidos.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180616495901001426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U_QUO1RtI/AAAAAAAAAVs/J2LHcCCsVHw/s400/El-imperio-de-los-sentidos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;No es todo, pero es suficiente para ahora....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-U9JEO1RmI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HMDIsBaznLs/s1600-h/el-imperio-de-los-sentidos-completo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918551101172524357-3144205594304239871?l=carla-rippey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/3144205594304239871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1918551101172524357&amp;postID=3144205594304239871' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/3144205594304239871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/3144205594304239871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2008/03/todas-las-cosas-de-la-nadaeverything.html' title='Todas las cosas de la nada/Everything from the Void'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R-VTOUO1R2I/AAAAAAAAAW0/b2qaAFzNww8/s72-c/Cajas-para-rel%C3%ADquias.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-1204604960653652117</id><published>2008-02-05T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T23:18:14.622-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gráfica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='español'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary references'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='referencias literarias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Remix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;de la serie, Variaciones/microcosmos/from the series Microcosmos/Variations, c. 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163890854444334946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6nTX2YK_2I/AAAAAAAAATs/e582JuDECjo/s400/microcosmos+manga+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt; In the best DJ tradition, my Oriental obsession combined with transfers and a few prints from the "Microcosmos series" churned out the following piezas (among others). This is work from the late nineties. The idea was to make pieces including old frames, some background collage item, and the print with transfer. Sort of a rescue mission of historical items. This one was the first image I made combining Manga and the drypoint prints (the frame didn't photograph well and thus is not included). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;En la mejor tradición de los DJ, la obsesión oriental combinada con transfer y algunos grabados de la serie "Microcosmos" resultó en las siguientes piezas (entre otras). Es trabajo de fines de los noventa. La idea era hacer piezas incluyendo viejos marcos, transferencia, y algun asunto tipo collage como fondo. Fue una especie de misión de rescate de material perdido en el pasado. Esta fue la primera imagen en que combiné Manga y grabados en punta seca de la serie "Microcosmos" (el marco fue poco fotogénico y por eso no se ve).&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;de la serie Variaciones/microcosmos/from the series, Microcosmos/Variations, 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6i7AmYK_nI/AAAAAAAAAR0/KJ7TjBoWOx0/s1600-h/microcosmos,+spirit+path+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163582591756598898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6i7AmYK_nI/AAAAAAAAAR0/KJ7TjBoWOx0/s400/microcosmos,+spirit+path+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"The garden of forking paths is an incomplete image of the universe, but not a false one…(there exists) an infinite series of moments, in an expanding and vertiginous net of times, divergent, convergent, and parallel." -- JL Borges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"El jardín de senderos que se bifurcan es una imagen incompleta, pero no falsa, del universo...(son) infinitas series de tiempos, en una red creciente y vertiginosa de tiempos divergentes, convergentes, y paralelos." -JL Borges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6i7AmYK_nI/AAAAAAAAAR0/KJ7TjBoWOx0/s1600-h/microcosmos,+spirit+path+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The images here are of a Chinese spirit path-- constructed, in ancient times, to guide otherworldly creatures to the tombs of dignitaries, and in the drypoint image, "gaki" -- invisible beings with huge bellies and tiny mouths that medieval Japanese imagined were responsible for the disappearance of organic waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Las imágenes aquí son de un camino para los espíritus-- construido, en tiempos antiguos, para guiar a las criaturas del más allá hacia las tumbas de dignatarios, y la imagen en punta seca, "gaki"-- seres invisibles con barrigas enormes y pequeñas bocas que los japoneses medievales imaginaron que fueron responsables de la desaparición de todos los restos orgánicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;de la serie, Microcosmos/variaciones/ from the series, Microcosmos/Variations, 1998 (detalle/detail)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163589858841263746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6jBnmYK_oI/AAAAAAAAAR8/htJn8hOsuF0/s400/microcosmos,+spirit+path+crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Eyes that do not see, a heart that feels no pain. --Mexican saying used to justify all sorts of lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Ojos que no ven, corazón que no siente" -dicho mexicano utilizado para justificar todo tipo de mentira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;de la serie, Microcosmos/variaciones/ from the series Microcosmos/Variations, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6ksjmYK_wI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mZPmN-sFe7k/s1600-h/microcosmos,+boticelli.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163707437865959170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6ksjmYK_wI/AAAAAAAAAS8/mZPmN-sFe7k/s400/microcosmos,+boticelli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My next victim is one of Botticelli’s ladies, her eyes hidden by the heads of two geishas with their backs turned, photographed by another Italian, Beato, in nineteenth century Japan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He aquí mi próxima víctima, una dama de Botticelli, sus ojos escondidos por las cabezas de dos geishas de espalda, fotografíadas por otro italiano, Beato, en el Japón decimonónico&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;de la serie, Microcosmos/variaciones/ from the serie, Microcosmos/Variations, 1998 &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163599002826636978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6jJ72YK_rI/AAAAAAAAASU/k7KjWTypHMs/s400/microcosmos,+boticelli,+crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Japanese warriors, Japanese lotus /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guerreros japoneses, lotos japoneses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;de la serie, Microcosmos/variaciones/ from the series Microcosmos/Variations, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163700080586981058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6kl3WYK_sI/AAAAAAAAASc/31oRuUKIRts/s400/microcosmos+guerreros+japoneses+crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I guess I saw some correspondence between the bows and sticks and the stems...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Supongo que vi alguna correspondencia entre los arcos y palos y los tallos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;de la serie, Microcosmos/variaciones/ from the series Microcosmos/Variations, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6kuY2YK_xI/AAAAAAAAATE/nGB7R8wMpvU/s1600-h/microcosmos+guerreros+japoneses+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163709452205621010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6kuY2YK_xI/AAAAAAAAATE/nGB7R8wMpvU/s400/microcosmos+guerreros+japoneses+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I am in a war with time. It swallows things up and I try to pull them back. (CR, being dramatic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estoy en una guerra con el tiempo. Se traga a todo, y todo lo quiero jalar hacia mi, otra vez. (CR, en modo dramático- ¿o cursi?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Background material/&lt;em&gt;Algo de antecedentes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Lotus photographed by Felice Beato and hand-colored, detail/ lotos fotografiados por Felice Beato y coloreados a mando, detalle, Tokyo, c. 1860&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163713648388669218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6kyNGYK_yI/AAAAAAAAATM/YFjkMEZ3zNY/s400/lotos+beato.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My version, incorporated into the previous image and the image that follows/ mi version, incorporada a la imagen previa y la siguiente, 1993&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163893702007652210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6nV9mYK_3I/AAAAAAAAAT0/X4Hc0N5KP2M/s400/microcosmos++plantas+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My usual method of working in this dubious but popular mode called "appropriation" (taking liberties with other people's images) is to crop a detail of the original image and reinterpret it, as I did with the lotus photographed by Felice Beato in the mid-nineteeth century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Mi método usual, trabajando en este modo popular de dudosa reputación llamado"apropriación"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(propasándome con imágenes de otras personas) es de escoger un detalle de la imagen original y reinterpretarlo, como hice con los lotos fotografiados por Felice Beato en el Japón de mediados del siglo 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;de la serie, Microcosmos/variaciones, detalle/ from the series Microcosmos/Variations, detail, 1998&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163702082041741042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6knr2YK_vI/AAAAAAAAAS0/dpZq1QncRVk/s400/microcosmos,+gente+y+plantas+crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This image incorporates the lotus with an image of people on their balcony, or terrace, in Mexico City, during the Twenties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Esta imagen incorpora a los lotos con una escena de gente en su balcón o terraza en la ciudad de México, años viente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;de la serie, Microcosmos/variaciones/ from the series, Microcosmos,/Variations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6k0zWYK_zI/AAAAAAAAATU/0jnTE0IJ_Eo/s1600-h/microcosmos,+gente+y+plantas+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163716504541921074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6k0zWYK_zI/AAAAAAAAATU/0jnTE0IJ_Eo/s400/microcosmos,+gente+y+plantas+small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;, 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"And I must borrow every changing shape/ to find expression...dance, dance, like a dancing bear, cry like a parrot, chatter like an ape/ Let us take the air, in a tobacco trance" TS Eliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(written when he was freaked out by a gentile old lady who wondered why they weren't real friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Anyway, I often think of these words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Y he de asumir cada forma cambiante /para hallar salida...bailar, bailar, como oso bailarín, gritar como loro, como mono charlotear / tomemos el aire, en trance de tabaco"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(escrito por un TS Eliot super desconcertado por una gentil dama anciana quién se preguntaba porqué no se habian hecho amigos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;En fin, pienso a menudo en estas palabras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Imagen de la serie Microcosmos, impreso en un rollo de pianola/Image from the series, Mircocosmos, printed on a player piano roll, 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163721396509671234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6k5QGYK_0I/AAAAAAAAATc/zUlNftw1ggM/s400/microcosmos,+pianola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bridge of the Little Moons, photograph by Felice Beato, c. 1860/Puente de las lunitas, fotografía de Felice Beato,Tokyo, c.1860&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163925742463680386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6nzGmYK_4I/AAAAAAAAAT8/Sr-Z34Ohnkg/s400/foto+completa+lotos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918551101172524357-1204604960653652117?l=carla-rippey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/feeds/1204604960653652117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1918551101172524357&amp;postID=1204604960653652117' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/1204604960653652117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1918551101172524357/posts/default/1204604960653652117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carla-rippey.blogspot.com/2008/02/remix.html' title='Remix'/><author><name>C. Rippey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02343410169440394546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vD5B2yWoBKQ/Tcc2E7iy21I/AAAAAAAABUs/07afxTy-fp0/s220/Rippey%2B1979%2BAPT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R6nTX2YK_2I/AAAAAAAAATs/e582JuDECjo/s72-c/microcosmos+manga+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918551101172524357.post-7208414821121290466</id><published>2007-12-27T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T05:43:03.195-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gráfica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='español'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oriente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='critical essays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>"A Pillow Book"/Manga</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;plato desgrafiado, serie manga/incised plate, Manga series, 1999&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3RhjfwF3fI/AAAAAAAAARk/uH9XJva_avA/s1600-h/plato+redondo+japon%C3%A9s+(cer%C3%A1mica)+ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148847536437845490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3RhjfwF3fI/AAAAAAAAARk/uH9XJva_avA/s400/plato+redondo+japon%C3%A9s+(cer%C3%A1mica)+ch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Continuando con eso de "Chinoiserie/Orientalismos"/Continuing the discussion of "Chinoiserie/Orientalismos": for English, scroll down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fragment of the first version of "A Pillow Book"/fragmento de la primera versión de "A Pillow Book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;", &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148709990110190658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3PkdPwF3EI/AAAAAAAAAOM/4tmDKlhQhlQ/s400/A+Pillow+Book+versi%C3%B3n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“A Pillow Book”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De esta obra hay dos versiones, la primera más chica, la segunda más amplia. Empecé a trabajar en el proyecto en principios de esta década, “tratando de ser moderna”, yo creo. (Mi capacidad de salir de lo decimonónico siempre es cuestionable). La obra: se trata de una serie de cojines hechos de tela con transferencia y costura. La primera versión es de 150 x 100 cm, y la segunda, montada en triplay forrado de tela roja, es de 25 elementos de aprox. 30 x 40 c/u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;_____________________________________fragmento de la versión II/fragment of version II "A Pillow Book", 2005&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148710587110644834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3Pk__wF3GI/AAAAAAAAAOc/zN5Ke2oub1s/s400/pillowbook+dont+look+at+me+chico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Este proyecto se me ocurrió al estar viendo (durante alguna noche ¡larga y solitaria!) una película del realizador japonés, Akira Kurosawa, “Ángel Borracho”, con subtítulos en inglés. Lo dramático de las imágenes junto con el discurso impreso me hizo recordar a ese género extraordinario, la fotonovela mexicana, y decidí hacer mi propia versión, imitación fotonovela con un fragmento de la película. En la escena que escogí, el héroe, un pandillero joven muriéndose de tuberculosis, trata de sacar un beso de su novia, quien está a punto de abandonarlo por su rival (quien no está enfermo). Es el beso de la muerte: piensa ella que se quedará infectada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Mi hijo Andrés me conectó la videocasetera (sí, fue antes cuando se usaba eso de videocaseteras) a la computadora, y con estas imágenes sacadas de la impresora hice las fotocopias que sirvieron para hacer la transferencia. La costura es una especie de dibujo que interviene la imagen fotográfica, y la elaboración de los cojines tipo almohadas, además de dar una forma cercana al encuadre de la fotonovela, me da la excusa para hacer la referencia a la película de Peter Greenaway en el título. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3Q3QvwF3ZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/dai6ULxusOY/s1600-h/pillowbook+well+its+goodbye+chico.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;fragmentos de la versión II, fragments from version II, "A Pillow Book", 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3Q3QvwF3ZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/dai6ULxusOY/s1600-h/pillowbook+well+its+goodbye+chico.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148801034826931602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3Q3QvwF3ZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/dai6ULxusOY/s320/pillowbook+well+its+goodbye+chico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3Q3ZfwF3aI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/t3FxKqQVNGc/s1600-h/pillowbook+yes+chico.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148801185150786978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3Q3ZfwF3aI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/t3FxKqQVNGc/s320/pillowbook+yes+chico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Y va bien eso de las almohadas, porque es una escena de recámara.&lt;br /&gt;También me interesó esta obra de Kurosawa en particular porque está ambientada en el Japón de las posguerra, un Japón tratando de asimilar la cultura de sus vencedores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fragmento de la versión II, fragment of version II, "A Pillow Book", 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148710342297508946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3PkxvwF3FI/AAAAAAAAAOU/GdZ6inGTAog/s400/pillowbook+bad+timing+chico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Escogí la escena por su intimidad y dramatismo, dos cualidades que siempre me atraen. Las dramas de recamara son mi debilidad…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;_______________Piezas Manga&lt;/span&gt; ________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;panorama, obra manga/work from the series "manga", 2006-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148711759636716738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3PmEPwF3MI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Q5fhSSUTMYM/s400/ceramics-and-prints-based-on-Japanese-comix.gif" border="0" /&gt;La caricatura existía en la sociedad japonesa como una forma de ukiyo-e, recortable para armar libritos, tarjetas, o estampas. Y la narrativa o trabajo secuencial era elemento implícito de los rollos tradicionales. Pero el comic moderno japonés (manga) me interesa por la forma en que absorbe la influencia occidental mientras sigue trabajando con los elementos estilísticos de la gráfica japonesa de antes. Lo que más me llama la atención es, una vez más, el manejo del dramatismo en el dibujo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;plato "La gritona"/plate, "The screamer", 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3PmtPwF3QI/AAAAAAAAAPs/vB5pnhGgUoY/s1600-h/grtiona+chica.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148712464011353346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3PmtPwF3QI/AAAAAAAAAPs/vB5pnhGgUoY/s400/grtiona+chica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ya había trabajado con grafismos de varias culturas con la idea de llevar algo que es por naturaleza bidimensional a una manifestación más tridimensional, es decir, de objeto. Entre otros medios lo había probado con cerámica, que es lo que me propuse con las imágenes basadas en manga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Traduje varios fragmentos de comic japonés en placas de xilografía.&lt;br /&gt;Al imprimir la placa en tablas de barro, todos los elementos se vuelven tridimensionales. El barro impreso se puede recortar y enrollar o meter en un molde para hacer un plato, etc. Otra alternativa es de desgrafiar directamente el barro, dibujando en su superficie. (En general trabajo con cerámica de alta temperatura o porcelana).&lt;br /&gt;Mi idea era de hacer dípticos o polípticos combinando la misma placa de xilografía impresa en barro y en papel. Pero al hacer la impresión en papel de la xilografía ocupado para el barro, sentí la necesidad de contextualizarlo más, darle más niveles de lectura. Entonces empecé a combinar los grabados de la serie “Microcosmos” con las imágenes basadas en manga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"Voom", 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148712605745274130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3Pm1fwF3RI/AAAAAAAAAP0/vjSR6nMMBgg/s400/manga+espaldas+ch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta obra es reciente, de hace dos o tres años para acá, y espero desarrollar mucho más este proyecto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;¿De qué voy a hablar en la próxima sesión? Quién sabe, es un nuevo año..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡ENGLISH VERSION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"A Pillow Book&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;fragment from version II/fragmento de la versión II, "A Pillow Book", 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148711566363188402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3Pl4_wF3LI/AAAAAAAAAPE/bf1ey5CxR1M/s400/thanks+for+everything+chico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;There are two versions of this work, the first one is smaller both in size and number of elements, and the second, much more extensive. I started working on this project in the beginning of the present decade, “trying to be more modern” I think. I tend to get stuck in the nineteenth century, but here I made it up to about 1950. Anyway, both versions consist of a series of cushions or pillows made up of fabric with images in transfer intervened by sewing. The first version is about 5 by 3 feet, and the second has 25 elements, mounted on plywood covered with red cloth, each pillow being approximately 12 by 16 inches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;fragment of version II/fragmento de la versión II, "A Pillow Book"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3PlJPwF3HI/AAAAAAAAAOk/E1_97CKvgas/s1600-h/pillowbook+struggle+chico.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148710746024434802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3PlJPwF3HI/AAAAAAAAAOk/E1_97CKvgas/s320/pillowbook+struggle+chico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;This project occurred to me while watching (some long lonely night!) a movie by the Japanese director Akira Kurosawa, with subtitles in English: “ Drunken Angel”. The dramatic nature of the images together with the printed dialogue reminded me of that extraordinary genre, the Mexican photo-novel, and I decided to make my own version, imitation photo-novel, with a fragment of the movie. In the scene I chose, the hero, a young gangster dying of tuberculosis, tries to get a kiss out of his girlfriend who is about to abandon him for his rival (who isn’t sick). The kiss of death: she thinks it will infect her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;fragment of version II/fragmento de la versión II, "A Pillow Book", 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3PlcfwF3II/AAAAAAAAAOs/QVcrnUSXyNI/s1600-h/pillowbook+struggle+II+chico.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148711076736916610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fm_1UFAnLBg/R3PlcfwF3II/AAAAAAAAAOs/QVcrnUSXyNI/s320/pillowbook+struggle+II+chico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My son Andrés helped me connect the VCR (yes, it was back in the VCR days) to the computer in order to get a series of stills from the video, and with these computer print-outs I made the photocopies used in the transfer prints. The sewing works as a way of drawing on/intervening the photographic image, and making the work in the form of pillows creates a format similar to that of the photo-no
