“And God created light on the first day…” Clarity that surrounds me Darkness that surrounds me So he told him day and night. What is clarity? What is darkness? We must go to the heart. By the senses everything is true No doubts However it is an appearance. Semblance of…

“Before tagging an attraction…” We were summer neighbors We were preteens We knew each other for more summers From when we were younger. I wasn’t aware of it But there was a summer Which I looked at her With other eyes. I felt something towards her I knew that I liked…

“una història sobre el tacte i el reconeixement…” Neixo, moro i visc Com tot el creat Mes jo sóc jo I no sóc els altres. Perquè un dia algú m’hi va portar A un món que no volia Malgrat que el meu cor hi pertanyia. Per una carícia moriria Tanmateix ets…

(cat. Enyorar: no saber donde está alguno, no tener noticias de un ausente) ‘recordar con pena la ausencia de una persona o cosa’ Hoy estoy pensativa, dentro de mí. Cuando acaba un ciclo maravilloso, siempre me viene un sentimiento profundo de añoranza, de nostalgia. Es un lapso de tiempo que…

Or when the feminine energy of the man was sent to a dark room — From a conversation this afternoon, on the terrace of the bar where I spend the weekend, a wonderful country house between forests and fields. There were five people. Four men and one woman. It’s an extraordinary combination here. Well, the majority of people who come here are female. It seems…

The dance of the soul through my fingers — Yesterday I left the hemp fabric Full of prepared sheets Ordered, previously wet. Today, it’s time to take them off Slowly, as in a dance, Where the fingers take center stage. It is a non-mechanical process But it’s like a meditation A meditation of Nature with Mine. All my soul…

La danza del alma a través de los dedos — En el día de ayer Dejé la tela de cáñamo Repleta de hojas preparadas Ordenadas, previamente mojadas. Hoy toca ir desprendiéndolas Lentamente, como en una danza, Donde los dedos toman el protagonismo. …

A movement to give thanks — On the floor of my living room I spread out a wad of eucalyptus leaves. Elongated, intense green leaves. They accompany me In my creative process In my mystical process. On the wooden floor of my living room I observe them; I put them out of order. But not just any disorder. And…

Un movimiento para dar gracias — Sobre el suelo de mi salón Extiendo un fajo de hojas de eucalipto. Hojas alargadas, de verde intenso. Ellas me acompañan En mi proceso creativo En mi proceso místico. Sobre el suelo de madera de mi salón Las observo; las coloco de forma desordenada. Pero no un desorden cualquiera. …