La formación de una familia, como todo el mundo sabe, supone
algunos cambios. Uno de ellos es que los amigos comienzan a estar también en la
misma situación, por lo que ciertas aventuras y proyectos van quedando de lado,
limitándose los contactos y
eventos a celebraciones como bodas y bautizos.
Con la llegada de los hijos uno debe elegir entre el
ambiente crápula o el de la crianza que, en el fondo tienen sus puntos de
confluencia: ambos suponen noches en blanco y trajinar con vómitos y
deposiciones varias.
Así desde que nació nuestra hija optamos por pasar las
vacaciones en esta casa, lo que suponía regresar de nuevo casi a la edad media,
sin más compañía que los animales del bosque, salvo las visitas ocasionales de
algunos amigos quienes agradecían poder disfrutar del frescor de la foresta.
Y es que el que viene por estos parajes acaba enamorándose
de ellos – es la forma en que la diosa Afrodita seduce a sus victimas- sin que
uno, en principio se de cuenta de las consecuencias. Algo que el visitante
esporádico no tiene porque temer, al ser este un veneno que se inocula
lentamente, sin embargo aquel que persiste (y yo me había caído en la marmita
de pequeño) quedará literalmente “encantado”, es decir, preso de su embrujo.
Baño nocturno
Así, después de diez años de veraneo, también mi mujer quedó “encantada” por lo que decidimos instalarnos de manera permanente en la casa que levantó mi abuelo.
Además de evitar lastrarnos con una hipoteca, era la forma
de construir nuestro propio relato, de crear, poseer y transmitir nuestra
propia experiencia, de retomar el flujo de corriente creado por nuestros
ancestros sumando nuestro esfuerzo a la estela por ellos dejada, en lugar de
ser meros espectadores de realidades ajenas impuestas. Hacer de esta casa
nuestro santuario.
Cocina de verano, improvisada en el viejo establo
Al fin y al cabo dedicarse al arte implica demostrar que las
cosas se pueden hacer para satisfacción del bienestar interior, de manera
gratificante, simplemente por el gusto de hacerlas, y no por la recompensa
económica que de ello se obtiene.
Tal vez si esa fuera la motivación de la sociedad, otro
gallo nos cantaría.
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The formation of a family, as everyone knows, is some changes. One is that the friends begin to also be in the same situation, so that certain adventures and projects are being left aside, limited contacts and events to celebrations such as weddings and baptisms.
With the arrival of children one must choose between debaucheries or environment of upbringing, in the background have their common ground: both involve sleepless nights and bustle with vomiting and stool number.
So since our daughter chose to spend the holidays in this house, which meant returning back almost to the middle ages, with no company but forest animals, except for occasional visits from friends who were grateful to enjoy the freshness of the forest.
And is that which comes from these parts just falling in love with them - is the way the goddess Aphrodite seduces his victims-without one, in principle account for the consequences. Something that visitors need not fear sporadic, as this is a poison that slowly inoculated, but one that persists (and I had fallen into the pot as a child) will literally "delighted" that is, a prisoner of his spell.
So, after ten years of summer, my wife also was "delighted" so we decided to settle permanently in the house that raised my grandfather.
Besides avoid to burden us with a mortgage, was the way to build our own story, to create, own and convey our own experience, to return to the current flow created by our ancestors by adding our efforts in the wake left by them, rather than be mere spectators of alien realities imposed. Make this house our sanctuary.
At the end of the show to pursue art implies that things can be done to the satisfaction of being inside, so rewarding, just for the sake of doing them, and not for financial reward is obtained there from.
Maybe if that was the motivation of society, we would sing a different story.
The formation of a family, as everyone knows, is some changes. One is that the friends begin to also be in the same situation, so that certain adventures and projects are being left aside, limited contacts and events to celebrations such as weddings and baptisms.
With the arrival of children one must choose between debaucheries or environment of upbringing, in the background have their common ground: both involve sleepless nights and bustle with vomiting and stool number.
So since our daughter chose to spend the holidays in this house, which meant returning back almost to the middle ages, with no company but forest animals, except for occasional visits from friends who were grateful to enjoy the freshness of the forest.
And is that which comes from these parts just falling in love with them - is the way the goddess Aphrodite seduces his victims-without one, in principle account for the consequences. Something that visitors need not fear sporadic, as this is a poison that slowly inoculated, but one that persists (and I had fallen into the pot as a child) will literally "delighted" that is, a prisoner of his spell.
So, after ten years of summer, my wife also was "delighted" so we decided to settle permanently in the house that raised my grandfather.
Besides avoid to burden us with a mortgage, was the way to build our own story, to create, own and convey our own experience, to return to the current flow created by our ancestors by adding our efforts in the wake left by them, rather than be mere spectators of alien realities imposed. Make this house our sanctuary.
At the end of the show to pursue art implies that things can be done to the satisfaction of being inside, so rewarding, just for the sake of doing them, and not for financial reward is obtained there from.
Maybe if that was the motivation of society, we would sing a different story.
Me encanta vuestra filosifía de vida. De tus dibujos... creo que por pesado que soy, ya lo sabes.
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