Paintings and Drawings by Hilda Jacome News

Fabric of the Natural World

Tue, 07 Feb 2012 11:16:46 CST

A seed, reminds me of hope, new beginning, and upon inspection, the shared fabric of the natural world.

Mussings

Sun, 22 Jan 2012 16:11:52 CST

Art is a Way of Knowing

In exploring the image, I search for some deeper understanding. In the visual dialogue I hope to find insight.

Where in the brain does this happen?, when the conscious mind stops and the unconscious is allowed to create, and in some intuitive way understand a truth...

Wishes for Life

Sun, 22 Jan 2012 15:52:41 CST

A Song I like by Joaquin Sabina.

"Noches de Boda"

I am trying to translate the spirit of the Words,

here is a try:

Wedding Nights

That your Makeup not turn off your laughter,

Let the Baggage not drag down your wings,

That calendars don't hurry to come

Let Dictionaries stop all the bullets,

That Shades of Dawn be corrected with Blinds,

Let the war of "I can", be won by "I want"

That those who wait will not count down the hours,

That those who kill will die out of fear

Let the End of the world catch you dancing

That your gray hair be dyed on the stage

Let you never know either how, or when,

or a hundred flying nor yesterday or tomorrow,

Let the heart not fall out of fashion,

That autumns will gild up your skin,

Let Every night be a wedding night

That the honeymoon never end

Let All nights be a wedding night

That the honeymoon stays in the sky

Let the Truth never be shy

that the lies will all feel like lies

Let the mirrors be truthful

That you benefit from all that you watch

Let Misery not bother with you

That every meal be your last supper

Let Being brave not be so expensive

That cowardice not be worth your while.

That your price never be less than nothing,

Let love without thorns not be sold

That fairy tales not take you to sleep

Let the corner bar be open for you.

Let the heart never fall out of fashion,

That the Autumns will gild up your skin,

Let every night be a wedding night

That the honey moon never end

And that every moon be a honeymoon

The Word

Sun, 30 Jan 2011 13:40:04 CST

Lately I have been thinking about the power of Language. The intrinsic creative nature it has. "The Word is Creative" as though in a world of its own, once expelled from somebody's mouth or pencil it becomes an entity with generative power. Very little consideration is given to the responsibility such power entails.