martes, 25 de enero de 2011

UN AÑO MÁS/ONE MORE YEAR

Ustedes ya saben que mi cumpleaños pasó hace un tiempo.
Pero siempre hay alguien que sigue con esa costumbre, de cumplir un año más, todos los años.
Les cuento que hace tiempo que yo no festejo mi cumpleaños.
No me interesa contabilizar el tiempo transcurrido.
Se fué, chau
Además, ¿no es soberbio, festejar el paso de un año, cuando el Universo tiene millones?
Por eso aquí resumo un poco esta idea.
¿Les gusta?

You know that my birthday passed a while ago.
But there is always someone who continues with this tradition, adding a further year, every year.
I'll tell you that, long ago I do not celebrate my birthday.
I'm not interested in counting the time elapsed.
It was, bye.
Besides, is not pride celebrate over a year, when the Universe is billions?
So here I summarize a bit this idea.
Do you like?




¿Qué es un año más?
Cuando un segundo es una vida?
Es como decir "océano" cuando podemos navegar en una gota de agua.
o decir "desierto" cuando el planeta es un grano de arena.
¿Qué es decir: "un año más" ?
cuando hay vidas, que duran una hoja cayendo en otoño.
o una pluma de pichón cayendo del nido.
cuando hay eternidades, como una respiración profunda.
¿Sabe, acaso, el sol, que estamos aquí?
tal vez lo sabe una de las estrellas más lejanas,
esa que vemos y no vemos.
vemos y no vemos,
vemos y no vemos
entre la oscuridad nocturna.
Un año más
es un parpadear en la oscuridad.

What's another year?
When a second is a life?
It's like saying "ocean" when we can sail in a drop of water.
or saying "desert" when the planet is a grain of sand.
What is to say, "one more year"?
when there are lives, lasting a leaf falling in autumn.
or a pigeon feather falling from the nest,
when there are eternities like a deep breath.
Knows, perhaps, the sun, we're here?
Maybe knows one of the most distant stars,
that star, we see and not see
we see and not see…
see and not see
between the darkness of night.
One more year,
is a blink of eyes in the darkness.

34 comentarios:

Sung-Hee (Regina) Hong dijo...

ahhhh !! Roberto !!! We're on the same subject ! Coincidence? =)

amba dijo...
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sofam dijo...

Un año mas es un año menos

art is jokken dijo...

I can understand that. So I do not celebrate NEW YEAR. Never understood why. If you do it or not, there will always be next year. I try to spread feasts through all year. In my arti(s)choke land I celebrate the first open flower, I raise a glass of wine to celebrate the very first bird born in my garden, or the first fig fruit to be harvested from my tree... does it sound strange?

Ernesto y Felisa dijo...

Sí, Roberto, pienso lo mismo,... decidí que a este individo llamado tiempo no acabo de entenderlo..., además él, tan altivo, no colabora..., también yo, leo el periódico, lo que sea, me siento y digo hála, chao...
que sí, que tienes razón.
Felisa

Sung-Hee (Regina) Hong dijo...

Roberto !!!! Don't get me wrong, I was EXCITED that we are on the same subject !!! I find it very interesting how you and I have commonality in "our own philosophy" and it is such a blessing to be able to connect with someone on the same page ! I LOVE Your Blogs, Posts, Illustrations and you know that !!! Is it called Synchronicity ?! I'm totally experiencing it with you ! ♥♥♥

art is jokken dijo...

I consider to "develop" a Theory of Coincidence (ToC) ... or does it already exist? Or is coincidence just part of our life?

Pato dijo...

Pienso parecido, es decir le escapo a los grandes cumpleaños como a las fiestas importantes, un año en la vida de alguien es un abrir y cerrar de ojos, pero me gustan los cumpleaños íntimos, siento que es una celebración merecida, sin importar cuántos, ni por los regalos, ni nada por el estilo, simplemente siento que ese día no me resulta un día mas, ni cuando es mi cumpleaños, ni cuando el cumpleaños es de otro, para mí es un día especial. Y no por la soberbia de pensar qué importante es mi existencia en este mundo. Después de haber perdido personas muy jóvenes y queridas, siento que es un día que hay que agradecer desde muy adentro y hacer algo rico y compartir con la gente que uno mas quiere y que enriquece de alguna manera esa vida por mas granito de arena que sea.

Besos, ah me ha llegado un PREMIO, que creo que primero pasó por vos, luego por Malena, mas tarde por Marcelo y finalmente me encontré cumpliendo ese pequeño castigo y me divertí bastante, de alguna manera gracias!

Malena dijo...

A mi me gusta que me festejar los cumpleaños. Es una forma de decirle a esa persona que estás feliz porque nació, porque existe. Pero, claro, a mi me gusta festejar cualquier cosa. Lo de los años es solo una excusa, porque todo lo que decís es cierto.

Sympathy for The Devil dijo...

THANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!
also thank you for this post, you are crazy crazy lovely Doctorrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!

♥♥♥

Sympathy for The Devil dijo...

oh i feel so old!!!! xD

Sympathy for The Devil dijo...

today: i want to eat sushi

Sympathy for The Devil dijo...

and ice cream

Sympathy for The Devil dijo...

do you think im old enough to be a masterchef now???

Ana dijo...

Puedes festejar tu "no cumpleaños" y comer pastel todos los dìas que quieras :)

rossichka dijo...

Hi, Roberto! Celebrating birthdays is one's own choice and I have no right to comment your decision. It's an intimate act and depends on how you feel... To be honest, as I become older, my wish to celebrate vanishes little by little. But I still am happy to share that day with my family or very close friends...
A nice drawing to accompany your reflections again. Yes, we are grains of sand in the flowing sand of time... And I like very much the irony (I feel it like that!) that the man holds a newspaper, while watching the endless Universe, keeping Big Secrets and Big Knowledge. What are our news in comparison with the eternity - a "blink of the eyes"... I'll call you "the Philosopher"! Hugs!

Alma dijo...

Haces bien en no festejar cumpleaños, el tiempo... extraño, relativo, útil y en ocaciones desesperante invento del hombre jaja
Hay quienes decidimos solo vivirlo en vez de contabilizarlo, yo mejor me quedo con la relatividad y con la estrella que vemos y no vemos, que vemos y no vemos, que vemos y no vemos... jaja genial, como siempre.
un abrazo
(por cierto, chingona foto la de la cabezera)

Graciela dijo...

Me gusta mucho el dibujo. El tipo está leyendo el diario tan campante, como si tuviera la eternidad por delante.
Y una estrella lejana lo vé, parece que lo saludara con su luz que parpadea.

Andrew Finnie dijo...

Heh well I learnt a new Spanish word from Alma :)
Roberto, well your words sent a chill down my becak, for I too am in need of a birthday. Well a birthday needs me, for without me (or you?) what is a birthday? Without us a birthday is a date without a name....

I don't mind getting old. It's the dying part that is going to kill me. Actually I like how girls don't chase me anymore. It means that I can make more images :) and keeps my wife happy ...

Thank you for this wonderful piece..

cheers and fromage

Marcela Calderón dijo...

Hermosa representación. Hermosa quietud :)

(Recibí tu premio, gracias. Y respondí en mi blog ;)

rossichka dijo...

Dear Roberto, I read your words more than twice in order to understand and remember. I think I guess what you are talking about! I had forgotten about THAT situation although it differs in my eyes! Your words then had an effect and your advice was taken into consideration with respect and trust! So I'm sorry your stopped visiting the blog (don't be angry with me, please!) - I think "the bad guy" wasn't it... I feel strange to hear how you are feeling about me. We don't know how our deeds and words reflect upon others... I hope we'll remain good friends in future! You know how much I like your style of drawing, don't you? Good night!!Лека нощ! ("Leka nosht!") :)

Juan dijo...

Muy buen post y excelente ilustración!

Sung-Hee (Regina) Hong dijo...

Hi, Roberto !
This weekend is special for me. My 4 years old little girl is coming back to live with me and Audrey (my 9 years old big girl). I haven't seen her for 3 years.. she's been in Korea! She's coming on Sunday night and I'm SO EXCITED and nerveous as well. I talked to her yesterday over the phone and we cried so much.. I think the little girl went through exactly what I went through.. It's all over now.. I just need to make it up for her for all these times I couldn't and I say bye-bye to my depression !!
So.... you have a great weekend, too and I'll post pictures on my blog as soon as I get a chance =) BESOS !! ♥♥♥

rossichka dijo...

Hello again! I would like to add something to our conversation... Here’s a Bulgarian proverb - "Once said, the word is like a thrown stone." There's no way back...Do you know, I expected the blog world to be a mirror of the real world, but it turned out to be a better place (for me) with its own style of communication... I find that people here are ready to give much love and to reveal the best side of themselves... So, I want to believe that the behaviour of those people who once hurt and disappointed you, was an exception... But it still hurts… :(

Mariangela Licciardello dijo...

Hola, artista, soy la 24 tan loca desde Italia. Solo una palabra y no se como escribir en espanol: continua a essere un puro, perche' l'arte appartiene ai puri e quello che ho visto nel tuo blog lo testimonia. Gracias

lucia davison dijo...

DE TODAS MANERAS HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Manuel Ameneiros dijo...

Roberto,
Yo también agregué un año más a mi baúl el enero pasado. Y cuanto más años pasan menos encuentro qué festejar; supongo que hasta llegar al punto de festejar solamente el estar vivo. Como todo animal.
Abrazos totales.

Andrew Finnie dijo...

What's another year?
When a second is a life?
It's like saying "ocean" when we can sail in a drop of water.
or saying "desert" when the planet is a grain of sand.
What is to say, "one more year"?
when there are lives, lasting a leaf falling in autumn.
or a pigeon feather falling from the nest,
when there are eternities like a deep breath.
Knows, perhaps, the sun, we're here?
Maybe knows one of the most distant stars,
that star, we see and not see
we see and not see…
see and not see
between the darkness of night.
One more year,
is a blink of eyes in the darkness.


Is a blink of eyes in darkness. Hmm tapping into the blankness here, it's very dangerous. How was your weekend?

I went t o a show once, by a painter frined of mine who had studied at uni, she had a masters in fine art. I went to her exhibition at the local gallery and her work was charcoal scribbles, round and round, on bits of paper. really bad, like vortexes, lik what you do when your arm hurts and you are trying to lubricate yourshoulder, so I dutifully looked at the 'art' - some of it had words mixed in with the charcoal, and the artist came up to me and said 'well, what do you think'?

And I said: 'do you mind telling me about the work?"

and she said: well it's about nihilism, the part of the mind that ceases to exist when you are between death and life, just l;ike you are falling into a deep sleep, that state of mind that comes as you meditate, that non=sense o f non-being.

"Hmm, I said. I looked back at tyhe scribbles of charcoal, all black, not like kids, not as good as kids, and I thought... "Hmm."

Moral, if you want to be a painter, dont study painting at uni.

cheers from ears

:)

Andrew Finnie dijo...

Oh I like your poem very much and the art, even the header in transit. My story has nothing to do with you, just a thought of non-existence :)

Manuel Ameneiros dijo...

Roberto, te estás transformando en mate, lentamente, ¿o me parece a mí?
¡Abrazos!

Pitu dijo...

roberto!! te llegó mi mensaje??? joe qué rabia dan estas cosassss

Pitu dijo...

bueno por si no te llegó, que te decía que había estado probando a ver si me salía el cartelito rojo ese y que entrando como un usuario cualquiera no me daba error, pero que quizá es que estaba haciendo algún cambio en ese momento porque había estado cambiando la foto precisamente para que se pudiera agrandar, si te vuelve a pasar dímelo. Y que gracias por lo de excelente, que yo no lo había apreciado hasta que mi prima me dijo que le gustó mucho. las cosas...

Pitu dijo...

y que tu perro parece muy feliz jeje

Andrew Finnie dijo...

Oh the image, well let me see, the juxtaposition of the elements heighten the irony. The mundanity of life, while things of shattering consequence and marvelous marvel go on about us, yet we just sit and read the paper, only glancing up occasionally to take in the beauty of the universe.

It's mundanity versus miracle - a very powerful subject. The image is good, succinct, has a wonderful triangular composition that brings us back to the protagonist - it's like a book that is open in front of us, as long as we know how t o read :)