Monthly Archives: May 2018

“Cada familia tiene su canción, la canción que canta todos los días. Una canción hecha de pequeños gestos que les permite vivir juntos, dejar pasar el tiempo, no pensar. Mientras se canta esa canción, el fuego arderá en alguna parte. … Continue reading →

““I answer that I try to write true stories but that at a given point story becomes unbearable because of its very truth, and then I have to change it. I tell her that I try to tell my story … Continue reading →

Then, once we’d gone through this baptism of fire with the Super 8, we were able to use an Aaton Super 16, first of all because it was more visible than a digital camera, and then we picked up the … Continue reading →

We mainly suppose the experiential quality to be an intrinsic quality of the physical object’-this is the so-called systematic illusion of color. Perhaps it is also that of love. But I am not willing to go there-not just yet. I … Continue reading →

I often bring books by friends on trips, almost always single-spaced typescripts, in small print, that I read or devour on the plane to wherever I’m going, hunkered down in my second-class seat, pretty uncomfortable but wrapped in the wonder … Continue reading →