Confetting...

Picture by Chiqui - Moscow April 17th 2011

"Children make you want to start life over"

Muhammad Ali

The Science of Passion

Picture taken @ Paradiso, Amsterdam - backstage of Lleno de Flamenco - 13.06.2010


"We work in the dark - we do what we can - we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion and our passion is our task. The rest is the madness of art."

Henry James

doubt = passion; if our doubt equals our passion

passion = task;  and our passion equals our task

and the rest is the madness of art

then:

art = task + madness; the art is the sum of our tasks with madness

art - passion = madness;  which confirms that if art has no passion we're left to madness

art = doubt + passion; and that any doubt supported by passion leads to art

art = 2*doubt; no matter how much we doubt about things, it's still art

art = 2*passion; and of course with a double amount of passion

passion = 1/2 art; but even when half of the passion is art

passion = 1/2 task + 1/2 madness; there's still 50% task and 50% madness in it

doubt = 1/2 passion + 1/2 madness; and our doubts are founded in half of the passion and madness

so, by simple mathematics:

doubt = 1/2 passion + 1/2art - 1/2passion

which leads me to this conclusion:

"150% passion is half task and half art...the rest...is just a doubt. And madness...that's just a passion without the rest"

Chiqui

(and whatever you do, never give passion a rest)

///

Chiqui

Exposed...

Picture taken @ MACBA in Barcelona, 16-05-2010


I don't drink coffee although I love the smell of it. I like its taste and I might steal a sip from your coffee every now and then...but it gives me too much energy...you should be aware.

I don't like people drinking from my glasses unless I offer it...it could be the reason for me throwing a drink down the drain. I don't like by any chance people using my toothbrush --> this has no exception.
When I look at my watch...wait a minute...I never use a watch...it's not that I don't like them...I just don't seem to keep them working for long time...they either stop or break. So...when I look at someone else's watch or just when I look at the time and it's something funny like 12:34 or 21:12 or 01:34 I yell "make a wish". I'm always wishing...and believe me...they do come true.

I have rules and regulations. I am moody and I become a monster if I don't eat. I probably don't announce when I'm reaching the level of 20% (80% monster, 20% human) but you'll know because I start talking only about food. When I reach a level of 5% and we're not heading to or at a restaurant/kitchen/you-name-the-place-with-food: RUN.

I’m addicted to chocolate. Dark chocolate is my favorite one… actually the darker the better.I eat cold food when I'm supposed to warm it up if I'm hungry. There is no exception; in fact, I love to eat cold pizza. Even better if it is from the day before, but this has a particularity, it has to be cold from the fridge. I actually save a little piece of my pizza when I make it or order delivery, just to put it in the fridge and eat it the following day.

I sleep on a king size bed and I only use one little space of it…right at the right end of it. The rest of the bed is always occupied by many men…in fact…many men at the same time, I barely sleep without them; the last ones sleeping on it are: Stieg Larson, Jim Morrison, Carlos Ruiz Zafón and Yann Martel…but the actual man that always lies close to my pillow is the Little Prince. I read a lot. I collect books. If I enter a library I feel like I'm in Disneyland. I can stay there for hours without complain or until my human level reaches 2%. No joke.

I'm always wondering; I lose concentration in conversations very easily and start daydreaming. I have a terrible memory and people tell me a lot of secrets. Things I don't even want to know. They still tell me so...but I forget anyways.

I don't like planning. So if I ever do...I stick to it. I don't like to set appointments with many days in advance and even less fixing a whole schedule. I like being free in the choices and always keep a secret Plan B or Z (coming from the girl with no plans).

I'm scared of knives, razors and everything that cuts. I can’t live without my iPod. It’s a him. It’s called…just iPod…and I take it to work every day and since it’s getting old I always have to carry with the cable wherever I go to charge its battery.

I sleep with the doors open....just in case the monsters under my bed come out then I have where to run...(because of course I run faster than them). Sometimes I imagine that If I'm alone at home, the worst thing would be that I get locked inside the bathroom and that I die of starvation because my music is too loud and nobody would hear me since 5000 songs in my iPod would play for a couple of days in a row...so I don't close any door.

By the way…where’s my iPod?

To be continued...

Something to declare...

Picture taken @ Las Ramblas, Barcelona - 15/05/2010

I like to eat. I like to drink. I like to laugh; in fact I love to laugh until my belly hurts, until I run out of air, realize how stupidly I’ve been laughing and start laughing again. I don't like to lie. I'm terrible at it. I like to act but I don't like to lie....though sometimes I do make up a lot of truths. 

When I like something...I show it. When I like someone...I don’t. When I feel like I'm having a lot of fun with a guy, that everything's going right, I run away and hide. Always have...I confess I'm just scared to get hurt again. I flirt a lot. I normally never mean to do it; it just happens.

I like my own space. I like my own time and my own rules. I don't like walking with shoes inside of my bathroom and I hate stepping into a wet spot wearing socks. I'm germophobic, wear gloves to do the dishes and I really hate doing the dishes, it works like kryptonite on my powers,  so I normally pile them up until I find some time/strength to do it.

I like to sing. I like to sing a lot even when I don't do it right...I enjoy singing out loud with the music at intolerable volume on a lazy morning or an early afternoon; especially if I have to do the dishes. Some days I believe I’m Janis Joplin and some others Shakira, especially when I sing in the shower (and spill the gel). I make bad jokes...and I laugh at them. I'm definitely not a morning person. I am a sex in the morning person. That'll do.

I'm a language freak and I can't stand misspellings. I believe I somehow was part of the Babel tower event...only that I hid very well; watched everything from my own corner, got hit by lighting and disappeared in a sigh. In the meanwhile, I was wandering in outer space where I met the Little Prince. I came back to Earth in 1983 and I'm still 25 although my soul is 1301 years old.

When it's raining and I'm at home and it's a Sunday and I have nothing to do...it is ok. When it's raining and I have someone to hug…it's better; it doesn't matter what day of the year it is and if I have something else to do. Hugging is always (and there is no discussion about always) priority 1. Kisses are priority 1 1/3. I like kisses. I love kissing and I adore being kissed...but hugs can definitely melt me down.

I have many (did I say many?) friends. Friends that I consider as siblings, we travel and get drunk together. We even sleep in the same bed if necessary and we're still friends....there is not such a thing as bad friends for me so I don't go with grays on this. If I like you, I like you; but I don't want to be your friend, I have too many and it would make things more complicated than what it already is. I already exceeded my friend's quota today.

I love the stars...and I wish I could see them from the Netherlands. Somehow I get marveled when I travel and I get to see them again...I probably won't tell you but when I look at them I make a wish.

...to be continued.