Volaverunt blogLet me raise my Vegetarian Glass to make In Absentia, a rather late but simple laudation of my beloved niece Mariana, in the occasion of her marriage. She is universally considered beautiful – which she no doubt is; and sweet – to which again, I have no objection. But that is the outside, and the […]
The rainy season is upon us, the people under the skies and the pathos of Vancouver Island. There is really only two seasons around here: the drier, tempered few days we call summer and the unending years that constitute each winter. The light dampens, the spirit sinks and the plants first get sickened by rot […]
My Father, Alberto Wainer has written a short history of the Teatro Nacional Cervantes, (Buenos Aires; Argentina). It has been published in its own website http://www.elcervantes.org. I highly recommend it if you read Spanish. Using the history of T.N.C. he explores the trajectory of Argentinean Theatre in general and – by extrapolation – its tangled […]
I fantasize about suicide, I fear heart attacks, cancer, acts of agression or simple accidents. Yet I still ask myself constantly “how…?” and “when…?” as if the question didn’t actually mean “why would I ever…” – after all, I am the dreamer. I am scientific minded, you could say. I do not meant to imply I […]
I cut myself with a skill-saw. I nearly severed my middle finger in the left hand, bad enough that needed micro-surgery to repair it. Luckily – or rather thanks to the skill of my surgeon – I will be fine and my hand will boast a full set of digits. Nevertheless, this will set me […]