We don't know who transgenicly implanted this "mexican" virus...(Cirus, may be?) Since in this beauty full country, we have been breathing human feces (yes: human manufactured SHIT, much before pollution without dillution), at least in the last 40 years; our natural defences have no par elsewhere in this World. Actually, W.H.O.(W-orld H-ealth O-rg) should make the new vaccine using serum from mexican blood.
It all started with Kleenex, Kotex & Kleen-bebé: since Kimberley-Clark (thanks...U.S.A.) introduced them in our country with open air trash-dumps, we have been breathing their dryed contens day & night. Our government even reduced spending in Social Security, esteemed being ¡totally unnecesary! That aerial FREE vaccine, administered faultlessly through more than four (4) decades, has hightened our defenses to unimagined levels.
Music critic Carolina Gonzalez has been following the outbreak of swine flu on YouTube — set to cumbia and reggaeton. The number of video views on YouTube have already outpaced the number of infections worldwide. Pandemic music indeed.
The 7th of February 1911, in the city of Lanús, a boy named Hector Julio Páride Bernabó was born. Lanús is a city in the province of Buenos Aires, Argentina.
In Rio de Janeiro he worked as an errand boy and earned his name Carybé, which is a type of a piranha. When he was 14 he started engaging in artwork, at his elder brother’s atelier in Rio: 2 years later he started studying in the Escola National de Belas Artes. After his studies, Carybé did work as graphic artist for different journals. In 1938 he eventually visited Salvador for the first time. Only after many travels and other jobs, visiting South America all over, was he invited to stay at Bahia, in 1950. There he stayed till his death, in 1997.
In Bahía he produced his greatest artworks, like As Três Mulheres da Xângo and worked together with great contemporary artists like Pierre Verger or Jorge Amado. Carybé was not only a famous artist, but he also was an Oba de Xângo, a Candomblé priest till his very end. The 1st of October 1997 he died during a ceremony. With his death, Brasil lost one of its best recent artists.
My first contact with Carybé's work, was in this short story writen by Jorge Amado, illustrated by Carybé: a Spoted Cat and Swallow Sihné...an impossible love story
with a school pencil & notebook, I started doodling...
some times seating at Dan's "el Cafecito", zipping 15 cups of coffee in the morning: other times serving & zipping beers at night, in the "Crow's Nest". Those sales allowed to rent my Studio at "Cabo Blanco".
...instead of dying as medics had anounced, I recovered !
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