Día de Muertos 2020

Our time in this physical body is limited, and that truly unites us. Death is the one condition attached to every form of life. When we do Day of the Dead altars, we call upon our ancestors. They come from the region where Death is from. They come here for a day, to the land […]

Conversaciones trenzadas: el laberinto de la soledad

“The Labyrinth of Solitude,” a beautifully written and deeply felt discourse on Mexico’s quest for identity that gives us an unequalled look at the country hidden behind “the mask.” We build perceptions on the identity of others through the stories that we hear or read about them. There is so much to be told about […]

Hecho en Miami: Agustina Woodgate

It takes a lifetime to loose respect to matter, meaning material things that were created with a specific purpose. It starts when people tell you what things are for. They mean well, but often they don’t leave room for improvisation. In Latin America, need often gives way to creativity.

Puentes y fronteras

Bridges and Frontiers

Frontiers; religious frontiers; physical frontiers; language frontiers; social frontiers, and ideological frontiers. And yet for every frontier there is also the possibility of building bridges. And bridges are not direct entry-points. They are not doors either. They are a different way to wend one’s way through the route of understanding something that can often feel […]

La vida en tiempos de coronavirus.

Aquí estamos, pasando por la misma crisis casi al mismo tiempo: algunos países siguen viviendo en el pasado, mientras que otros viven en el futuro y tratamos de darle sentido a nuestro presente.

Sobre por qué trenzo.

Con el tiempo, aprendes que hay una diferencia entre tomar la mano de alguien y trenzar su alma porque una vez que un alma encuentra su camino hacia tu corazón, no puedes soltarlo. Deshacer esa trenza y dejar el cabello a la deriva crearía una cicatriz increíblemente profunda. Tan profundo, que el alma ahora sin trenzar olvidará con el tiempo que la cicatriz está ahí, escondida bajo la lógica, y las excusas creadas como un intento de ayudar a sanar.

Una premonición: Fragmento uno.

Las ideas y conocimientos sobre el futuro están en el aire. Si escuchas, a veces puedes agarrarlos. Pero la mayoría de las veces, el ruido que te rodea no te permite escuchar. Sin embargo, cuando lo hace, se encamina hacia su propósito, por más abstracto que parezca.

Hilos al pasado.

Mestizaje

Mi abuela solía decirme, 'puedes perder todo, excepto las cosas que sabes, porque nadie te lo puede quitar'. Es una de esas frases que muchas veces me viene a la mente y que les repito a mis hijos. La cuarentena nos ha enseñado a todos la importancia de desarrollar un mundo interior, que suele ser el resultado de nuestra curiosidad individual y se cultiva con el conocimiento.

Una ceremonia de trenzado: Fragmento dos.

El trenzado es un portal al corazón. Es un ritual tan antiguo como la humanidad y siempre ha sido un intercambio energético de suma importancia que trasciende el tiempo, la nacionalidad y la religión. Para mí, en Canvas, el tocado que llevo, que está inspirado en la tradición tehuana de Oaxaca, he encontrado un símbolo visual del hilo invisible y muchas veces imperceptible que nos trenza. Nos recuerda que somos uno.

Saint Rémy de Provence: Juana de Arco.

Saint Remy de Provence es una de las ciudades más antiguas de Francia. Prueba de ello son las construcciones de estilo medieval con muros irregulares. Llego a la Eglise Cathollique Collegial Saint Martin, una antigua iglesia donde lo primero que destaca es la Virgen de Fátima, sobre un pedestal muy grande de piedras porosas. Las cúpulas del techo son de un hermoso tono azul gastado por el tiempo, lo que da una sensación de impermanencia. Son un recordatorio de que nuestra existencia es limitada.

Saint Remy-de-Provence: Van Gogh.

A kilometer away from where Saint Remy de Provence ends, an unparalleled tour of the specific landscapes painted by VanGogh begins, with physical imagery that references his work.

Talento: Magia inútil en el interior.

Siempre he creído que todos tenemos una cosa que traemos al mundo que entendemos de manera diferente a todos los demás, pero ¿alguna vez has sentido que no puedes encontrar la manera de canalizar este talento?

En la superficie de lo inimaginable.

The unimaginable happened. Time stopped. We have a truce for better or worse; we have a moment of silence to just be who we are, to remember who’s inside, aside from expectations, from timelines or deliverables. And yet that instant gratification system that we created and that we’ve become so accustomed to, forces us to keep ourselves busy.

Somos uno

We share the same consciousness, but we have forgotten.

El surrealismo de pertenencia.

There is something very special about having surreal real friends; they have the capacity to pull you into their surreal worlds.

Después de todo, el Cinco de Mayo debería celebrarse.

I must confess, I’ve never celebrated Cinco de Mayo. I actually used to judge people who do, because it’s an absolute fallacy. In our country we seldom speak about it. It’s really not special. The two main events in history that are truly celebrated everywhere are our Independence Day and our Revolution. And yet, the United States is not aware of those dates. They always stick to Cinco de Mayo.

Viajar en tiempos de COVID.

Traveling had become so common: there we were, flying from one country to the other without thinking. And now, all of a sudden, borders are more present than before. The passports you have access to, determine where you can and cannot go, creating a feeling of disconnection that underlines the fact that even though we are the same species, we are not seen as such.

Atrapasueños para el mundo.

It only seems to be getting worse these days. Is this the way it goes? Does it always need to get worse before it gets better? I don’t want to know how much lower we can fall as humanity. I want to think we’ve learned from the mistakes of the past when it comes to war, corruption and racism. I want to think we are better than the past generations. I want others to see the loops in time that we go through: the cycles that keep repeating themselves. I’ve seen it with my family, and yet it’s quite prevailing in the macro-cosmos as well. As we engage in these never ending turns where we repeat the past, we need to change lanes: to jump, and shift our destiny.

Viaje por Washington DC

Washington DC is one of those places whose name you learn by heart since you are a kid, no matter where you were born. The impact that every decision taken here has, is beyond compare.

Sobre el Latin American Fashion Summit y reconfigurando nuestras mentes.

I just came back from the Latin American Fashion Summit. I wish I knew when I was younger, that summits could be so important. The braid was inspired as a result of the Women’s Forum for Economy and Society in France, which was a similar format to this one. That was the first time I realized the power of attending summits: they braid people together.

Florence and The Machine y por qué es importante hoy.

People used to be able to unite under one voice: the world would tune in, and the masses would sing together led by the music and life philosophy of the Beatles, Michael Jackson, Prince, the Rolling Stones or Madonna.