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Monday
Aug312009

Santiago - Digital Painter 

Latin house fusion pumps relentlessly, multi-cultural couples fill the dance floor, which in the cozy nether regions of Williamsburg’s Bembe extends wall to wall. Two young Latinas excitedly discuss a young unassuming man in a fedora and lightly tinted a brown glasses, who is speaking with their male friend. “That’s Santiago, the artist on MySpace”, the taller one leans down and breathily yells into her friends hair, clearly believing herself to be in the presence of someone worthy of her exuberance. “Really?!”, her companion squeals, “Oh my God, he’s amazing!” Their excitement is justified. Upon witnessing the passionate, color saturated visual outpourings that are posted internet wide for his global audience; surprise and awe are usually the instant sensations. Known for his extreme exercises in creativity and highly distinctive style of digital painting, very few would recognize him due to the fact his internet profiles bear only one or two photos of him and hundreds of eye-popping, mind bending beautiful images.

Born in the Bronx, as a teen he entered New York City’s High School of Art and Design, where the artsy misfits find themselves amongst a myriad of peers that compliment and neutralize the feeling that they are indeed “different”. He went on to graduate with a Bachelors Degree in Fine Arts at the world renowned Fashion Institute of Technology.

One of his most noteworthy and concentrated projects involves his creating 30 images in 30 days. It is a grueling exercise in tapping into his creative spirit that seems endlessly accessible. Summer ’08 proved to be the summer of a Latina Pin-up heat wave that he posted daily on MySpace, Behance and Flickr, he called “30 Days of Heat”. Through the advent of social networking, art has reached people by way of friend request. Santiago’s work was noticed and before he knew it, more than 11,000 people knew who he was, with hundreds regularly leaving comments on his pics, which in his case were never of himself but of his recent works or political outcries.

Having learned of Facebook’s global reach and the vast art community networking through the newer site, Santiago’s friend list grew again in a flash and in it were beauties across the world that pumped his always searching mind with the inspiration for the new 30 Days project. A proponent of “cultural mash-ups” he whimsically plays with portraiture that often combines the women with touches that distinctly represent another culture altogether. To give us a blonde blue eyed girl from Sweden would be expected, mundane even, something he could never be. Gorgeous Imane from France, with her light caramel complexion isn’t what most would expect to find as the representative of her country, but there she is, enticing a Chinese dragon to bite into a particularly bitter-sweet lollipop. Sou Sou of Kuwait wears a wrap, her eyes blaze and wait…are those space invaders that make up the hounds tooth pattern?! Just when you think that you know what kind of surprise is going to greet you, you log on and brace yourself to see the next gorgeous face to find the representatives of Antarctica smiling coyly back at you in the form of two lovely penguins, Penny and Gwinny. Pure genius, always fun and visually fulfilling, hopefully, Santiago’s works will soon be spilling out of the interwebs and into a gallery near you.

 

written during the Muse project for the New York Optimist

Monday
Aug312009

Today is Mine

They are free of cares at this very moment,
Mami prepares dinner, I watch him sit on the floor with his toys
For just a few more hours, I want to live this...to see them worry free
I sit and watch them move their limbs without a worry in the world.
That will change soon, as it has for me
Once I tell her, every time she lifts that spoon it will be filled with a new knowledge. The rice she stirs will be heavy.
I know that he won't understand until the effects are visible, when I'm unable to play, when i'm unable to lift him into the air and swing.
I'll do that in a little while, because for now I can.
Because today is mine.
I know that Mami will remember me as a little girl. When my hair is thinning she will remember when it was growing in as a toddler. I will see that on her face...I dread that moment.
l look down and remember him at my breast as a newborn,
They were once a glorious miracle, they are now...tick... tick... tickiing
A wave of nausea washes me pale, my stomach tightens with fear.
Mami makes jokes that at first I don't hear. The sounds are abstract, they shimmer like water...her voice is lovely.
His laugh rises up twinkling like dewdrops on my spirit.
I am resolved and sure that I will dig in my heels, and
I will fight and battle within an inch of my life for the life that she gave me, for the life that I gave him
I'm so afraid of "what within an inch of my life" will feel like
I begin... Mami, te tengo que decir algo...I have to tell you what the doctor said...
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Wracked with indescribable, unimaginable aches I am angry,
This body is no longer mine
It is a pin cushion, it is a bundle of pain, it is an abstract creation
It is theirs, to poke, burn, dismantle and put together again
Resolved to be stronger than the silent killer lurking in my body.
Loving hands hold me up when I am weak,
God is in me, He is my strength,
Mami pats my face, her face has new lines,
her broken heart pumping strength into mine
My baby kisses me gently, trying not to press anywhere that will make me wince, it frightens him.
He's so strong, a little man in such a short time
When I am alone, sweating, cold, I speak into the room,
Affirmation
Today is mine!
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Holding his hand, we joyfully run up the steps to the home that I grew up in,
that we waged war in
My steps have grown confident, I am a warrior
My child is a soldier, My mother a commander
We willed it away, we screamed it away
We cried it away, demanded it away,
how deeply how strongly we prayed it away...
And today at the door Mami smiles a real smile...
A victorious smile, a proud smile
She sits with him on her lap as I stir the rice...and this, This is all that I wanted
This is all that i fought for
This is all that I needed
These are the moments that I prayed for
And I thank God again that
Today is mine.

 

copyright Jani Rosado 2009

written for Poetry in Pink Breast Cancer fundraiser By Maggie's Latin Angels at Camaradas el Barrio

Artwork by Derek Santiago www.riceandbeanz.net

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