Friday, June 13, 2008

I have a very dear cousin in Brazil, who started with a blog a couple of days ago. for me she is being a kind of muse and always an inspiration. after reading her blog everyday I got inspired by her courage and talents. I dedicate my blog to that very special woman. Maria Sampaio. I love you.

today is friday the 13th, good day for a start. besides in Brazil, june 13 is the day we celebrate St. Anthony, who I think may be a very good patron to this project. where I want to share memories, stories and thoughts, pictures of my own, drawings and everything else I have been producing all those years. living in Germany, more than 20 years working in theater... a couple of years ago I decided to quit the job. sick and tired of the histerical german way of making theater. I found no passion anymore and was really getting afraid of becoming a very sick old man, such as many I got the chance to know in all those years. I rediscovered that I could paint, something I completely forgot. this blog is also a way for me to divulge my art. the picture at the right corner is one of the first series, which is called ‘parade’ at some point I will put some more pictures on line. not by accident I chose this picture for my profile, this one I gave to my cousin Maria last year.

‘a vida como ela é’ means ‘life such as it is’ (forgive me you all, my english may be a little out of shape). this is a homage to a very polemic brazilian author. Nelson Rodrigues, whose work I really admire. he lived in a time in which the idea of 'political correctness' never thought of existing. maybe that’s the reason I wanted to pay homage to him, I do think political correctness is a form of censure or even cowardice. as long as respect is always been envolved, I do think everyone should say whatever he thinks!!!

in the portuguese version I had finally had my coming out. finally, at least virtually, for each and everyone who wants to read it. nobody pays my bills.! so, who the fuck cares? besides, last year in Brazil visiting my father, who is suffering on alzheimer, he told me in a moment, either of lucidity or delirium, that he always knew about that, but he never cared about it, just because he loves me. and that is what really matters. I was absolutely speechless.

so I guess, that's all folks


see ya


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