This is the story of how I became a translator. As I revisit my 15-year-old self, I realize that I translated my way through my teenage years. I trust that many of you will relate to it one way or another. But let me start with a confession: to be a professional translator was and still is a means to make my way into literary grounds.
The secret life of books: an apology for historical fiction
There is an invisible thread that stretches out from primordial cave painting to the works of art we produce to this day. Therefore, very little of what we think, read, paint or write is original. I dare to say that there is no originality. Everything is pastiche!
A voyage to self-awareness: we are all stardust
This is not an epiphany I had on New Year’s Day. This is the thread I followed on my voyage to self-awareness.
Boy Harsher: minimal cold wave on winter solstice
Augustus Muller is no other than an alchemist extracting gold out of those synth machines. And Jae Matthews, with her daunting voice and lyrics, makes you want to revive your teenage gothic aesthetic.
How to escape musical numbness? Listen to Cocteau Twins
Her voice is as disturbing as it is soothing; their music is as melancholic as joyful. And that was all I needed. To marvel at something so beautiful, that would bring me to tears!
Fighting windmills? Choose your battles!
“Tilting at windmills” was an expression used by Miguel de Cervantes. Still, it turned out to be a universal idiom used to describe situations where adversaries or scenarios are incorrectly perceived. What could be a mere windmill could be magnified wrongly into something gigantic.
“Dionysus” review – The apogee of the symbolic vision of Dead Can Dance.
For those who read Nietzsche's "The Origin of the Tragedy in Music", it is evident that this XIX century masterpiece has just won the perfect soundtrack.
Patti Smith: “Não abandonem os livros”
A humildade com que encara o seu papel de artista em nada a impediu, nem impede, de ter amor-próprio e de demonstrar até um gosto em ser fotografada, por exemplo. Porém, sem artifícios, com a naturalidade de quem se sente confortável com a própria pele. Não se pode esperar outra coisa de um cabelo grisalho e desalinhado, calças de ganga gastas e botas velhas, que não verdade nua e crua. Como não admirá-la?
¿Es posible que Frankenstein haya leído el Quijote?
No somos más que enanos a hombros de gigantes, reinterpretando y narrando de diferentes formas, lo que hemos aprendido de los libros de historia, de las novelas de los gigantes, embebidos del panorama socio-cultural del tiempo y del lugar en que vivimos.
Boy Harsher: “minimal cold wave” no solstício de inverno
Augustus Muller não é senão um alquimista que extrai ouro desses sintetizadores. E Jae Matthews, com sua voz e letras desalentadoras, vai-te fazer querer reviver toda uma subcultura gótica adolescente.
Boy Harsher: “minimal cold wave” en el solsticio de invierno
Augustus Muller no es otro que un alquimista que extrae oro de esos sintetizadores. Y Jae Matthews, con su voz y letras tan desalentadoras, te hace querer revivir tu subcultura gótica adolescente.
A lutar contra moinhos de vento? Escolhe as tuas batalhas!
"Talvez a chave seja ser um pouco mais como Sancho Panza e menos como o "cavaleiro da triste figura", e compreender o que faz andar a mó do moinho."
Ariadne Revisited 