Obra
excelente! No altera los hechos objetivos que hacen a una nave. La nave, por
pequeña que sea, es poderosa, contiene en si un universo especial. Enfrentar
las aguas, mansas o embravecidas, es disponer de un poder, el de las convicciones,
de confianza en si mismo, de los saberes, la autoconstrucción; convicción de su
contenido y la utilidad de cada cosa aprehendida en devenir de la vida.
La nave
tiene proa, para enfrentar cuanto halle en su camino, para abrirlo, crearlo,
aunque las aguas se cierren tras de sí; tiene un mascarón de proa que la
identifica… Somos nave, capitán de nosotros mismos, y nuestros marineros son
nuestras ideas, nuestras razones, nuestra experiencia. Somos esa nave que en su
fondo tiene todo lo necesario para sobrevivir, herramientas indispensables; los
cinco sentidos, más el sentido de orientación llamado razón.
Nave que en
la sentina guarda fuerzas poderosas que afloran en cubierta en instantes
cumbre, es el inconsciente que siempre está; tranquilo pero presente, se
expresa pausado; son contenidos azarosos
de emociones prisioneras, que de
estar confinadas suben hasta el palo mayor para indicarnos que hay
horizonte, que hay aves que anuncian el fin de un viaje, llegada a un puerto…
¿Para qué? Para reposar, aquietar el movimiento de las aguas, pisar tierra
firme ¿firme? … bueno, un decir…. Y ya estamos proyectando el próximo viaje…
Somos ¿Naves de mar, del, espacio o de fantasía?
Lo
importante de todo esto es SER.
Como pinta
Susana Boettner, con una abstracción figurativa, en su personal paleta de
colores mate que se diluyen entre sí, no obstante afloran las formas esenciales
que necesita comunicar.
Obra
excelente sin matice adjetivales, no son necesarios.
Es, son,
Somos “Las naves”.
Excellent work! It does not alter the objective facts that make a ship. The
ship, however small, is powerful, it contains within itself a special universe.
To face the waters, gentle or rough, is to have a power, that of convictions,
of self-confidence, of knowledge, of self-construction; conviction of its
content and the usefulness of each apprehended thing in the evolution of life.
The ship has a bow, to face whatever it finds on its way, to open it, to create it, even if the waters close behind it; it has a figurehead that identifies it ... We are a ship, captain of ourselves, and our sailors are our ideas, our reasons, our experience. We are that ship that at its core has everything necessary to survive, indispensable tools; the five senses, plus the sense of direction called reason.
Ship that in the bilge guards powerful forces that emerge on deck at peak moments, it is the unconscious that is always there; calm but present, he expresses himself slowly; they are random contents of imprisoned emotions, which, if confined, go up to the main mast to indicate that there is a horizon, that there are birds that announce the end of a trip, arrival at a port ... What for? To rest, to calm the movement of the waters, to step on solid ground, firm? ... well, a saying ... And we are already planning the next trip ... We are Sea ships, del, space or fantasy?
The important thing in all this is to BE.
As Susana Boettner paints, with a figurative abstraction, in her personal palette of matte colors that dilute each other, nevertheless the essential forms that she needs to communicate emerge.
Excellent work without adjectival nuances, they are not necessary.
It is, they are, We are “The ships”.
© copyright Antonio Guzzo July 05, 2020
The ship has a bow, to face whatever it finds on its way, to open it, to create it, even if the waters close behind it; it has a figurehead that identifies it ... We are a ship, captain of ourselves, and our sailors are our ideas, our reasons, our experience. We are that ship that at its core has everything necessary to survive, indispensable tools; the five senses, plus the sense of direction called reason.
Ship that in the bilge guards powerful forces that emerge on deck at peak moments, it is the unconscious that is always there; calm but present, he expresses himself slowly; they are random contents of imprisoned emotions, which, if confined, go up to the main mast to indicate that there is a horizon, that there are birds that announce the end of a trip, arrival at a port ... What for? To rest, to calm the movement of the waters, to step on solid ground, firm? ... well, a saying ... And we are already planning the next trip ... We are Sea ships, del, space or fantasy?
The important thing in all this is to BE.
As Susana Boettner paints, with a figurative abstraction, in her personal palette of matte colors that dilute each other, nevertheless the essential forms that she needs to communicate emerge.
Excellent work without adjectival nuances, they are not necessary.
It is, they are, We are “The ships”.
© copyright Antonio Guzzo July 05, 2020
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