#Luis Octavio

[majestativa]

San Juan de la Cruz was temperate, even miserly: his poetical words consist of three longish lyrics and a few songs and ballads. It was a delirium, whether boisterous or reserved, bloodthirsty or pious. The lucid delirium of Cervantes, Velázquez, Calderón. Quevedo’s labyrinth of conceits. Góngora’s jungle of verbal stalactites.

Octavio Paz, Selected Poems of Rubén Darío

#Mexican #Octavio Paz #San Juan de la Cruz #John of the Cross #Miguel de Cervantes #Diego Velázquez #Pedro Calderón de la Barca #Francisco de Quevedo #Luis de Góngora #Rubén Darío

[las-microfisuras]

"Somos un breve parpadeo de luz en la oscuridad. Como la muerte, la lengua nos sepulta."

#maría moliner #octavio paz #pere sousa #dámaso alonso #jorge luis borges #rrose sélaby

[dnumer]

Ambrosia

Quién dijo que ese alimento era dulce como el verano?

Si la inmortalidad es agria como la muerte.

Su umbral aguarda y reluce blanco.

La hora llega y arde por siempre.

#jorge luis borges #francisco de quevedo #octavio paz

[fotograrte]

La Gran Vía de Madrid (desde Callao)

Hoy vamos a examinar la Gran Vía desde Callao. La foto está tomada desde la terraza del Corte Inglés de Callao (antiguos almacenes “Galerías Preciados”), cuando aún estaba en obras el Palacio de la Prensa como veremos con posterioridad. Continue reading La Gran Vía de Madrid (desde Callao)

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#Calles de Madrid #España #Francisco Octavio Palacios #José López Salaberry #Luis Martínez Feduchi #Madrid #Siglo XX #Urbanismo #Vicente Eced Eced

[ibonoco]

Under the sun of Mexico City

(Réédition) Luis Mariano – Mexico VALLEE DE MEXICO Le jour déploie son corps transparent. De ses grands marteaux invisibles, la lumière me frappe. Attaché à la pierre solaire, je ne suis qu’une pause entre deux vibrations : le point vif, aiguisé, le point fixe, intersection de ces deux regards qui s’ignorent et qui se retrouvent en moi. Pactisent-ils ? Je suis l’espace pur, le champ de…

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#Luis Mariano #Mexican poetry #Octavio Paz #Vallée de mexico

[spectaculardistractions]

From Carlos Saura

Madrid, 10 November 1972

Dear Luis, It’s been such a long since I’ve had any news of you, I think it must be since you went back to Mexico just before Christmas 1971, in other words almost a year ago now. In all that time, I’ve been about to write to you so often, and maybe even did, I can’t remember, but in the end, I decided to wait to see you in person. Unfortunately, that didn’t work out, because when you were in Paris making The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie, I was in Madrid working on my latest film, Ana y los lobos, which, after endless ups and downs of all kinds, I have finally completed, although we are still waiting for the go-ahead from the censor to screen it in Spain. We’ll see…

I was finally able to see The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie a couple of days ago, in Geneva. And that is mainly why I’m writing. First, to say it is a wonderful film, possibly one of your best, if not your very best. Wonderful, Luis. I haven’t enjoyed myself so much for a long time. Not since The Milky Way, I think. This time, Luis, I think you have found the perfect balance between a whole series of things that, although they crop up in your other films, come together here to form a unified whole. And, most of all, it is your most naked film, in the sense that it is the most personal, or if you like, the film in which you reveal the most of yourself. And not only because there are so many allusions to your friends and yourself, but also because the memories (I imagine from childhood) have such strength and presence, and are inserted so boldly into the narrative that you have automatically taken that extremely difficult leap (to which I believe a good few of us are committed) from immediate reality to that other plane of imaginative, dreamt, or hallucinated reality. That marvellous leap where the lucid reality of traditional narrative turns to nightmare.

I don’t know, Luis, there are so many things I’d like to discuss with you. I hate writing. I find it really laborious and prefer not to do it. Although I do find it less difficult to write to you, if I’m honest.

I was a bit worried by the systemic presence of death in the film. Most of the dream-realities end in, or are interrupted by, death, generally violent deaths, even suicidal in some cases. I don’t recall such an, almost obsessive, presence of death in any of your other films.

In your case it soothes me to remember though that, as Octavio Paz said: ‘the fascination with death is not so much a trait of adulthood or of old age, but of youth.’

Luis, an enormous hug. Best wishes to your wife. I hope to see you very soon, Saura

[PS] and Gerarda.

Jo Evans & Breixo Viejo, Luis Buñuel: A Life in Letters

#jo evans #breixo viejo #luis bunuel: a life in letters #luis bunuel #carlos saura #octavio paz

[thecubanartobserver]

Exposición “Lingua franca”, Colectiva

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#2023 #Andy López Montoya #Dennis Izquierdo #Duniesky Martín #Duvier del Dago #Galería Habana #Glenda Salazar #Harold Vázquez #Iván Basulto #Luis Gómez #Modesto R. Concepción #Octavio Irving Hernandez #Ossain Raggi #Pablo V. Bordón #Pedro G. Ocejo #Reinaldo Cid #Ruslán Torres #Yusnier Mentado

[ratbits]

5 Poems for Cinco de Mayo

Depictions of the battle showing Mexican cavalry overwhelming the French troops below the fort at Loreto. Scene recreated by Francisco P. Miranda. Oil on canvas, 1872.//credit: Francisco P. Miranda May 5, otherwise known as “Cinco de Mayo” is not Mexican Independence Day – that’s September 16. It is an important date for Mexican Independence, though, commemorating an important victory of the…

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#Calliope #Cinco de Mayo #Erato #haiku #Homer #José Juan Tablada #Luis J. Rodriguez #Manuel José Othon #Mexican Poetry #Mexico #modern poetry #Octavio Paz #Poem of the Week #Rosario Castellanos #Scheherezade

[mundillotaurino]

Madrid présente les cartels de Septembre avec une corrida et une novillada concours et deux desafio ganadero

Madrid prend date pour Septembre !

Plaza 1 a présenté les cartels du mois de Septembre qui comporta 3 corridas et 1 novillada. Un programme très torista avec une corrida et une novillada concours et deux desafio ganadero. Dimanche 4 septembre, 18:00h Novillada concours Novillos de Los Bayones, Alejandro Vázquez, Montealto, Toros de Brazuelas, Pablo Mayoral, Hermanos Quintas pour Rubén Fernández (présentation), Fernando Plaza,…

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#Alejandro Adame #Alejandro Vazquez #Condessa de Sobral #Escolar Gil #Fermin Bohorquez #Fernando Plaza #FERNANDO ROBLEÑO #Gomez Del Pilar #Hoyo de la Gitana #Javier Castaño #José Carlos Venegas #Juan Luis Fraile #La Palmosilla #Los Bayones #Luis Gerpe #Madrid #Manuel Quintas #Miguel Tendero #Montealto #Octavio Chacon #Pablo Mayoral #Palha #Pallarés #Pepe Moral #Ruben Fernandez #Ruben Pinar #Saltillo #Toros de Brazuelas

[adiosalasrosas]

"Tuve un tiempo de mucho César Vallejo. Hoy Borges me resulta un poeta conmovedor, y me gusta mucho Alejandra Pizarnik, Idea Vilariño tiene una profundidad desgarradora, siempre vuelvo a Baudelaire, a Rimbaud. Tengo cerca unos haiku que no paro de leer. Es un librito pequeño de Bashö, del año 1600 y pico... Bashö por ahí está dando unas clases de literatura y un alumno le dice: "Mire lo que escribí, maestro: Hermosas libélulas, quitadle las alas, son pimientos´". Y Bashö le responde: Mirá, por qué no lo ves así: "Hermosos pimientos, agregadle alas, son libélulas". Obliterar y rellenar, ¿no? Ese proceder del bocho está latente: podemos distinguir lo que tiene sentido de lo que es una escaramuza.A veces encuentro poesía en los cuentos de Horacio Quiroga. Imponentes. Me impresionan Pablo Neruda, Octavio Paz, momentos de Santa Teresa... Hay una poetisa que falleció en la tragedia de Santa Fe, Delfina Goldaracena. Ella sabía, sabía su destino. "Tiempo efímero" es el único libro que escribió. Murió en la tragedia del colegio, el 8 de octubre de 2006. A ese colegio asiste mi hija Vera, yo estoy muy solidarizado con los padres que crearon "Conduciendo a conciencia". En medio del dolor esos tipos quieren que sea ley de Estado la educación vial, desde la primaria. Delfina escribía como los dioses, a los quince años, escuchá: "Sólo una vez lo hice por debajo del agua, con el romance, desnuda, en el palacio del mal... Me matan, me entierran, pero mi alma sigue viva..." Una categoría poética desgarrante. La poesía llama de todos lados. ¿Qué seríamos sin poesía?"

—Luis Alberto Spinetta, 2008

#luis alberto spinetta

[awesomefringey]

Hola,

como vi muchos chismes en twitter de tu tumblr sobre un besito y puso las fans en pánico- les voy contar un chisme verdadero. mi mamá trabaja en el hotel en cual se quedó Louis. Y como yo soy fan de One Direction le pregunté como fue servele a un gringo tan rico e famoso. 1) el no llevo ninguna morra a su cuarto. la única persona que entró con él fue un chico que Louis pidió para interpretar y los nombres de los clubs más padre 🤣 2) cuando se fueron, Oli le levo todas las xtra cobijas a la amiga de mi mamá que pidieron en la noche pq tenían frío. por cierto la amiga de mi mamá lo llamo guapo, un flaco Octavio ocaña, muy amable y hablaba español muy bien para un pelirrojo 3) tal vez si invitaran una chica fue para hacerle compañía a Oli jajaja el pobre merece amor 4) la primera mañana pidieron hevitos con chorizo leche de chocolate un burrito unos panqueques y un plato con fruta (no pidieron pero mi mamá se lo llevó jaja) 5) se robaron unas chanclas del hotel, unos jabones para la cara, un muñequito, camisetita de fútbol y un sombrero (regalitos de las fans), un champú y dos toallas rosas de baño (creo que le gustó el debujito 6) no tomó fotos con las del hotel pero les agradeció mucho por cuidarlos y México es su favorito lugar de luis tomlinson ☺️ 7) louis estaba saliendo del elevador pa fuera cuando mando al pobre oli otra vez arriba por sus cigarros (se le olvidaron) 8) (mi favorito) louis pidió tacos de vario sabores sin saber que uno llevaba aguacate y le dió una mordidita (casi le di un ataque de corazón a mi madre cuando le conté cuánto odia el maldito aguacate 😭 el taco se lo dio a Oli 😔 9) miraron la película “Coco” en la tele 10) (no me manden hate porfa pero le pedí a mi mamá que oliera su almohada y su funda 🫣 mi dijo que su almohada olía a flores como su champú y su funda olía limpio o normal (perdón pero quien no iba quiere saber) Bueno, eso es todo chicas. Es una persona súper especial y hermoso. No lloren por un besito! dejen que disfrute su vacaciones! -Vale

Hi Vale, I asked @andreaxcb (thaaaanks 😍) to help translate your ask for all of the non-Spanish speakers.

I hope it does justice to what you meant to tell (which we take with a big grain of salt since it’s packed with fandom canon about Louis)

“As I saw a lot of gossip on twitter from your tumblr about a little kiss and it made the fans panic- I'm going to tell you real gossip.

My mom works at the hotel where Louis stayed. And since I'm a One Direction fan, I asked her how she served such a rich and famous gringo.

1) He didn't bring any girls to his room. The only person who came with him was a boy that Louis asked to interpret and the names of the coolest clubs 🤣

2) when they left, Oli brought back all the extra blankets they asked for because they were cold at night to my mom’s friend. By the way, my mom's friend called him handsome, a skinny Octavio Ocaña, very kind and spoke Spanish very well for a redhead

3) maybe if they invited a girl it was to keep Oli company hahaha the poor guy deserves love

4) the first morning they asked for eggs and sausages, chocolate milk, a burrito, some pancakes and a plate with fruit (they didn't ask but my mom took it haha)

5) they stole some flip flops from the hotel, some soaps for the face, a little doll, a football shirt and a hat (gifts from the fans), a shampoo and two pink bath towels (I think he liked the designs)

6) he didn't take photos with the hotel staff but he thanked them very much for taking care of them and Mexico is his favorite place of Louis Tomlinson ☺️

7) Louis was getting out of the elevator when he sent poor oli back upstairs for his cigarettes (he forgot)

8) (my favorite) louis ordered tacos of various flavors without knowing that one had avocado and he took a bite (I almost gave my mom a heart attack when I told her how much he hates the damn avocado 😭) he gave the taco to Oli 😔

9) they watched the movie “Coco” on TV

10) (don't send me hate please but I asked my mom to smell his pillow and its cover 🫣 she said that his pillow smelled like flowers like his shampoo and his pillowcase smelled clean or normal (sorry but who didn't want to know)

Well that's all girls. He is a super special and beautiful person. Don't cry about a little kiss! Let him enjoy his vacation! -Vale”

#louis receipt #louis receipts #louis in mexico #louis in los cabos

[needanevenbettername]

Obscure Stand of The Day 60.

Spoilers for the novel El Aleph.

Stand name: Joaquín Ruiz-Jorruda.

Namesake: The Spanish Judo star Joaquín Ruiz. The song Huérfanos de la Tormenta by Santa.

Created by: Junjo Shindo.

Year of creation: 2022.

User: Octavio Luna Kan.

History: Joaquín is a unique Stand because of its user's ability; it is both a Stand and a human. Joaquín lives as a regular human and works alongside his user at the Speedwagon Foundation.

Appearance: Joaquín is a short and frail Mestizo teenager.

Abilities: Joaquín is a once-in-a-lifetime ability. He was created by his user's desire for a friend. Because of this, Joaquín thinks he's a real person and not a Stand. He can heighten his senses and shares the ability to read a person's morals with his user.

SPOILER TERRITORY.

After becoming a Requiem Stand, Joaquín gains new abilities.

Requiem Stand name: El Aleph.

Namesake: El Aleph by Jorge Luis Borges.

Created by: Junjo Shindo.

Year of creation: 2022.

User: Octavio Luna Kan.

History: El Aleph is awakened after being shot with a Stand arrow.

Appearance: El Aleph retains its original human appearance.

Abilities: Like Purple Haze, El Aleph's abilities are indiscriminately dangerous to everyone, including the Stand itself, its user, and everyone in its range.

El Aleph's primary ability is to cause an eternal night around the user. The night starts out small but grows to cover a 5km radius. This eternal night devastates the environment.

The night causes people's circadian rhythm to change and causes exhaustion.

El Aleph creates a dark mist that seeps from the ground. This mist causes chills in people.

El Aleph can continuously create and summon Eldritch creatures. These creatures are dangerous and violent and often blindly attack. They can attack Stands and are weak to sunlight and Hamon.

Some of the creatures created include:

An eight-legged lobster-like creature that attacks a soldier.

A crawling creature with a head that resembles a Jellyfish.

Multiple organisms combine to create a creature that resembles a Man O'War Jellyfish.

An eight-legged creature with no eyes and serrated teeth.

A creature that continuously moves forward and makes copies of itself that spawn from its mouth.

A Mollusk with scissor-like limbs and an armoured exoskeleton.

A clawed slug.

#jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojos bizarre adventure #jojo stands #obscure stand of the day #joaquín ruiz-jorruda #el aleph #octavio luna kan #las extranas adventuras de jojo: el aleph #junjo shindo #hirohiko araki

[tuttocenere]

Don Ottavio as per Molina

Finished reading El Burlador de Sevilla today and took some notes.

In this play, there are two characters who kind of have the role of Don Ottavio:

There's Duke Octavio: Don Juan visits his fiancee Isabella disguised as Octavio; the real Octavio flees to Spain to avoid being forced to marry Isabella, who he now believes to be unfaithful. Isabella also travels to Spain because she thinks she's married to Don Juan (she's wrong). After Juan's death the original couple reunites. Also, Octavio really likes Seville:

El contento mío es tal que ya me consuela en mi mal.

Then there's the Marqués de la Mota, who is another seducer like Don Juan and the lover of Doña Ana. Don Juan once again visits her in disguise as Mota, but is interrupted by her father and murders him. This does not end well for him, as we know. But before Juan meets his fate, Mota is arrested and blamed for the murder by the king.

Mota does get saved, because step by step enough accusers of Don Juan arrive at the king's court that denying his crimes is no longer realistic - also, Don Juan is already dead. So then Mota gets to marry his lover after all, and hopefully will be reformed.

Mota is kind of unsympathetic, he starts out basically a mirror image of Don Juan and only gets reformed by being scared straight (I think this is also Don Luis in the famous Zorrilla play). Octavio on the other hand is a pretty cool character with a lot of fun moments even though his plot is a bit confusing.

Anyway, either of these would make a cool background story for Don Ottavio in the opera. Of course, he doesn't have the subplot of being arrested for Don Juan's crimes that both of these guys have. But he could either be a man who has already given up on losing his lover to the Don and is now just enjoying the adventure / looking for revenge. Or he could be someone who used to be like Don Juan but is now trying his best to be reformed.

The second one might be a bit hard to portray maybe. But it would be fun! I think!

#el burlador de sevilla #don giovanni #don ottavio

[lesondupapillon]

Il s'inventa un visage.

Derrière lui

il vécut, mourut et ressuscita

maintes fois.

Son visage

a maintenant les rides de ce visage.

Ses rides n'ont pas de visage.

/ Octavio Paz

#art #contemporary art #drawing #kodo #poésie #O. Paz

[ibonoco]

Under the sun of Mexico City

(Réédition) Luis Mariano – Mexico VALLEE DE MEXICO Le jour déploie son corps transparent. De ses grands marteaux invisibles, la lumière me frappe. Attaché à la pierre solaire, je ne suis qu’une pause entre deux vibrations : le point vif, aiguisé, le point fixe, intersection de ces deux regards qui s’ignorent et qui se retrouvent en moi. Pactisent-ils ? Je suis l’espace pur, le champ de…

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#Luis Mariano #Mexican poetry #Octavio Paz #Vallée de mexico

[spectaculardistractions]

From Octavio Paz Cannes, 11 April 1951 Dear Buñuel, We presented The Young and the Damned yesterday. I think we won the battle with the public and the critics. Or rather, your film won the battle. I don’t know whether the Jury will award it the Grand Prix. But what is absolutely certain is that everyone (at least up until now) thinks that The Young and the Damned is the best film at the Festival. And so we are certain of an award (bearing in mind, of course, last-minute reservations, surprises and permutations). I shall now tell you a little of how things went. On 1 April, as soon as I discovered I was going to be an official delegate, I met up with Karol, the film industry delegate (or the delegate of the distributors, I’m still not quite sure). Karol and his wife were completely sceptical. Not only did they not believe in your film, I also got the impression they didn’t like it. Of course, it was pointless to argue with them. I knew that in a week’s time – given the opinions of people they respect – they would change their minds. And that is what happened. Now Karol is proclaiming The Young and the Damned will win the Grand Prix. When I arrived in Cannes on the 3rd, I realized that neither Mexico nor Karol had prepared the screening. There were no pamphlets, no information, nothing. They’d prepared no publicity whatsoever, nor had they tapped into the admiration and friendship people have for you here. My first concern was to mobilize public opinion. Luckily, on the same day, the 3rd, I met up with various friends (journalists and film-makers) who not out of any self-interest, but because of their admiration for your work, dedicated themselves to making The Young and the Damned ‘the film of the Festival’. Amongst them, I should mention Simone Dubreuilh (your friend), Kyrou (a young friend of Breton’s), Frédéric and Langlois (from the Cinémathèque), etc. First of all, they went to see Prévert (who has been wonderful). We secured the help of Cocteau and Chagall. (Picasso, who promised to attend the screening, could not or would not – party politics? His friends were with us anyway.) We also mobilized what Mexican politicians refer to as the Festival ‘infantry’: journalists, secretaries, etc. Prévert declared it a great film. Cocteau called the Secretary General several times asking for tickets, etc. And finally, 24 hours in advance, we distributed the text I wrote about you. In short, we stirred up an air of anticipation. Even Karol woke up and helped us over the last few days. Danztinguer (is that how you spell it?) turned up at the last minute and – though a little late – was also useful. The theatre was as full yesterday as it was in your glory days. Something was happening. We distributed our allies strategically. But there was no battle. The film won the public over although – inevitably – there was some incomprehension: the ‘sophisticated set’ and a few communist groups (I can’t be certain of this, but I’ve been told Sadoul found the film excessively ‘negative’ and ‘unfit for use’). The audience applauded various sequences: the dream, the erotic scene with Jaibo and the mother, the part with the pederast and Pedro, the dialogue between Pedro and his mother, etc. At the end, loud applause. But above all, profound, beautiful emotion. Everyone came out, as we say in Spanish, with their throats dry. There was one moment – when Jaibo wants to put out Pedro’s eyes – when some hissed. They were silenced by the applause. The response could not be more enthusiastic. Prévert declared it the best film he’d seen for a decade. Cocteau quoted Goethe, who declared Beethoven the best musician of his era. ‘What about Mozart?’, people asked. ‘Mozart is not the best, nor the second-best. He is unique; he is in a category apart.’ That’s what he said of Buñuel. He is not the best, nor the second-best: he is unique, he is in a category apart. Pudovkin declared it a great film, full of optimism about the value of humanity. That will confuse the communist journalists. French Radio are inviting all of those personalities on this morning to give their opinion. We’ll send them on to you. We’ll also send press cuttings. And for now, you can use what I’m telling you for the press (leaving aside, of course, the intimate details, Karol’s attitude for example, which are for you alone). I have to ask a favour: could you add to page five of the article I sent, just after ‘major and minor stars’, the following: ‘We knew that Rodolfo Halffter was a great musician. We didn’t realize that music – an art form with infinite power to enchant – could blend in this way with action. Visual imagery, sound and cinematic motion together as one whole. Halffter’s music has what it is no exaggeration to call an “interior” quality. That is to say: it does not accompany the drama, nor underline it, nor comment upon it: it emerges from the action, its inevitable response, its necessary complement, unity in motion!’. I’m asking you to include this paragraph, not only because I think it’s fair, but also because I would never forgive myself for forgetting Halffter. Also, could I ask you to have the article copied and sent to Fernando Benítez, editor-in-chief at Novedades. It would be good if the article were to appear with a brief note mentioning the success of The Young and the Damned and of the opinions transcribed in this letter. And that’s all, apart from these cordial greetings from your friend, Octavio Paz [PS] I’ll write with more news soon.

Jo Evans & Breixo Viejo, Luis Buñuel: A Life in Letters

#jo evans #breixo viejo #luis bunuel: a life in letters #octavio paz #luis bunuel #los olvidados #jacques prevert #jean cocteau #pablo picasso #georges sadoul #vsevolod pudovkin #rodolfo halffter