Anche se ho ricevuto un invito via e-mail e diversi sms di amici per andare al Premio Nazionale delle Belle Arti concesso alll'artista René Francisco, non ci sono andata. Da quel concerto di Pedro Luis Ferrer in cui ho scoperto che il mio ingresso al Museo Nazionale di Belle Arti e ad altre istituzioni della cultura cubana era stato proibito, has overwhelmed me a strange "because if there is the flag, I do not know, I can not log in" *.
Now my relationship with the art of my country has become subtle and intimate pieces of public events I get through cable and USB ports. Probably listen to Luis Alberto Garcia in vivo is much more exciting with headphones in the solitude of my house. However until I decided that freedom of expression in Cuba is no longer a performance , I will not attend.
* This refers to the poetry of Jose Marti " Trembling and SOUL SINGLE "e ci if riferisce alla bandiera spagnola.
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The soul trembling and alone
suffer the evening:
There is dancing, going to see
English dancer.
have done well to remove
The flag of the sidewalk;
Because if it's the flag,
I do not know, I can not go.
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have done well to remove
The flag of the sidewalk;
Because if it's the flag,
I do not know I can not go.
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