Ever since I was a little girl I remember feeling sad and disappointed with my friends from time to time. I’m this kind of person who acts exactly the way I feel and have never understood hypocrisy. What you see is what you get, for better or worse.
As you grow up, you start to think you might have to change your attitude towards people and start building barriers, or keep some kind of distance.
Create a protection so that every time a good friend lies to you, disappears for no reason, stops answering your texts or calls, goes away and doesn’t contact you again, starts a relationship and stops needing you or simply pretends that, what you thought was a real friendship, never happened, it doesn’t hurt as much.
Here’s an abstract of a comic strip from one of my favourite comic artists, Alex Noriega (check his Facebook profile pictures whenever you’re feeling down), published in his blog Stuff No One Told Me ( But I Learned Anyway) that summarises it in a perfect way: COMIC THIS WAY
The art we use when sailing / Avoiding storms or confronting them / This is the only meaning of life / Because life itself is only a parenthesis / in the middle of nothing.
Juanjo Sáez- El Arte
This is my favourite page from a fantastic comic book by Juanjo Sáez.
I always think that I spend most of my time confronting the storms, instead of accepting them as they come and even taking profit from them. I wish I had more art sailing in this ocean of life
“At any given moment, life is completely senseless. But viewed over a period, it seems to reveal itself as an organism existing in time, having a purpose, trending in a certain direction.”
Have you ever heard about fractals? Benoit Mandelbrot defined in 1975 a mathematical equation describing shapes where every little part is equal to the totality. Nature, which is always been described as chaotic opposite to predictable geometric shapes, presents, however, many examples of fractals.(Check some pictures in my pinterest board ). But fractals are not limited to geometric patterns, they can also describe processes in time
In that sense human nature can be also described by fractal equations. As my dear Aldous said, we might find ourselves at some point in our life where nothing makes sense and everything seems pointless. What am I doing with my life? Where am I leading to? We might feel lost in total lack of perspective and thinking that’s not how my life was supposed to be. There should be something else, something that gives sense to my existence.
But, what gives sense to our existence? Well, every little step, every little moment in which we succumb to despair or we rejoice with ecstasy. We are the combination of our everyday thoughts, actions and feelings and in the end these are what define us.
We may not understand it now, but in a wider approach of our life every single failure, illness, achievement or triumph is responsible for shaping our identity. If we don’t like the kind of life we’re leading, then take action. Little by little. Every day. Every thought. Every word we say or keep to ourselves. Every little thing we do is “trending in a certain direction“.
NATURE FRACTALS I FOUND AT HOME
I promised I’d write about him. One of the warmest hearts I’ve never encountered I said.
After several attemps of writing something that made sense, something that could give an insight about his life and works and not being superfluous, shallow or even melodramatic, I’ve decided I’m just gonna picture his writings.
As an introduction I will explain that Roberto Fernández fought several diseases during his life that could have moved him away from reality and society. However, the image I have from him is an open, friendly person, always with a smile ready. He had many good friends, experienced love and turned all the pain and struggles into art. He created many beautiful things. Here you can find his blog (in Spanish) where you can see some of his paintings and poems.
I’ve chosen some extracts of his book “Nostalgia versu yo” ( Nostalgia versus me) and illustrated them with some of my pictures from Chili ( I’ve recovered some of them in an old memory card!!). Somehow I can relate to the story behind those lines.
"The world doesn't turn as much as I yearn for."
'a thousand pieces puzzle I don't want to assemble. I'm content with finding one that fits together with yours."
"Why look at where everybody's looking? There are many paths. Some of them dance on their own."
"The opened windows let out arguments, pantings and other secrets"
" A green paradise where I can blow the evils in my soul and escape towards the laughter of awakening"
"Through passageways of the labyrinth I raise my smile"
Looking back at those pictures I so wanna travel around again, experience new things, meet new people, get lost, live.
You’ve read it in books, magazines, wall paintings and tacky Power Points presentations: it’s so much worse to regret things we didn’t do than things we did.
I’m gonna create Flickr albums of all my trips, I’m gonna print some pictures to hang them on the walls, I’m gonna do back-ups of my external hard drive and put archives in dvds…
I was going to do so many things, could write an encyclopedia from all the to-do lists I’ve ever written. Yet, I didn’t. And now that my hard drive is dead and I lost all my pictures (like the one in my previous post) and videos from nearly 10 years ago, I regret it so much. A part of me has faded away.
I’ve seen amazing things, the desert of North Chili at day break and dawn, the results of the earthquake in Santiago and Valparaíso in February 2010, the beautiful colour changes of the australian Uluru at 5 am, the breath taking beaches of Tahiti, the surprising hot spring of Kyushu in Japan, the Starbucks-free streets from Cuba…
So many unforgettable experiences that some day will be lost in time…
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