First days in Paris

Arriving to Madrid I’m looking from my friend adress “Castellana 70” she gave me a friendly reception, sent me to live on a brother’s house. To provide my immediate needs she commanding me several dresses and started to ask for work her fashion relationship. The work offers was to sew buttons on workshop, my southamerican curriculum how designer was not taken into account. Days after she proposed me go to Paris, the center of the world fashion, I accept happy to know this mitic town, she go before, I arrived a few days after by train to the Austerlizt station, my first image of Paris. The first problem was when I try to change money, notes to coins money, _ ¿Madame est que vous avez du change? _ Je comprends pas qu'est que vous voulez Then by signs and gestures made me understand. _ Ahh....voulez vous la monnai alors! In one moment I understand all my french from my middle class school was useless. Finally I find my friend Apartment was placed Rue Cite Vanneau 30 meters near Rue de Varenne, this one Was a very flat with luxury bathroom installed in a room with gilded moldings obviously originally intended to be a bedroom, the furniture was from Napoleonic Source and at the kitchen an Oak signed table by Le Corbusier. All in this house was elected by an expert or more generations of connoisseurs on the library I find a very interesting book about the good instruction from a rich boy, obviously nothing this was present in own education, the son of Duke of Edinburgh had was instructed like the grand son of a pharmacist Irish immigrant...Why not...I was damned to live like anonimous without any skill to make something for my self but "Natura" make his jokes I was born with a gift "Learn everything quickly"...Just to day they make me cognitive behavioral therapy to make loose my recent memory, confused faces, Acquire dyslexic errors in writing and shorted my look preventing me see the good paintings a good distance...I have a good eye for the art and very good taste from the interior decoration and the fashion. I have checked this on several occasions. And I'm a creator I dont like copy the others. In Argentina that is big sin why all is a copy from Europe 50 years a go. Only the new generations updated by internet Became courageous creators of contemporary art. I'm not the internet generation but I supplant this lack asking, traveling and when I don't have the answer, i'm create this. When you create an answer, you make a piece of art. Hegel had saying about..."The art is an awareness(objectification) of consciousness and privileged vehicle is the piece of art. The ordinary people think they can preventing you be artist, they can mutilated you, blinded you, sterilize you, but while you can think and speak with yourself...you will be an artist each second of your life. The family from my bilogical mother, is very basic farmers with a gift, the women, they are beautifull and more or less rich, then they don't need make herself any question, sex and money is all her horizont. Dignity, compassion, honesty and solidarity are feelings completely non-existent. For they and her circle. When Lord Mountbatten and the Queen Mother decided preventing me a normal life, no body came to ask me, if I have cold, hungry, sad or completely without north. Only on the last time cause I'm the suposed beneficiary from a trust they came to me saying "If you renouncing to your rights" we can give you an income. Making all is possible to preventing me work like a middle age siege by hungry....Nice people...