Something Personal
Something Personal is a collection of brief reminiscences and opinions I tried to put them sequenced. I failed. I lose the chronological order of experiences and ideas.
Nevertheless, I decided to write them down just as exercises to keep my mind healthy. Besides memoirs and remembrances, I’ll include descriptions of new projects, so I hope this blog would be a helpful tool to motivate me to finish what I’d started.
Cartographies of an
in-land-sailor.
This ship had been sailing for more than three decades and today, (April 2020), it’s the first time that this solitaire and absentminded sailor decided to make records, some retrospective and some recent ones. Chaotic, absurd tales from here, there, nowhere… And also brief descriptions of his imaginary sailings.
Just think of the logbook written by the captain of the Flying Dutchman: ghostly notes, vanishing details, words and pictures to be read and seen by wandering spirits, or perhaps by… you? Welcome aboard!
Stay Curious
I have a black cat. It would be better to say that she, Iki, has me. She made me change my mind about my lack of interest in cats. As it usually happens with moments of change, she entered [...]
1 – This compilation of notes
This compilation of notes is a pretext to remember moments I would forget. They are episodes from my childhood to present time, that I show today as an extended carte de visite. Perhaps a hypothetic unifying thread could occasionally be found, like [...]
From the notebooks of Roger Ferib
On how these notebooks came to me.
A good friend of mine, the owner of one of the most emblematic bookstores in Montevideo, and who knew about my love for Photography, gifted me a collection of personal diaries and manuscripts with some pages in Spanish and other ones in English, that contained drawings, old photographs, sketches, poems, short paragraphs, signs that seemed to be part of languages I don’t know, dates, history data and maps of places I can’t recognize, among other documents and narrations.
The name of Roger Ferib is in the first page of each notebook, some of them made of wads of yellowish sheets, and some hand-sewn.
May be, the same as me, he was the heir of old documents, tales and images of anonymous ancestors. Having a not better idea, I present these records under the title “From the notebooks of Roger Ferib”.
2 – Ink writing
The ink-writings are the most frequent writing method used in those pages, although graphite and faded pigments made part of that disordered compilation of images and words. I have no intention to put them in chronological order; I’m just picking texts and [...]