Art at home

At my home, the pieces of art are divided between the paints made for me or my aunt, and the bought ones on trips that my family had. In my dining room there is the only one that my brother gifted to me when he was like seventeen (eleven years ago). It’s a bow, with decorative purpose, that he brought from Paraguay in a school trip. He was invited with a few more classmates, to work in an indian village building culverts or something like that.

This bow is made from wood, decorated with several colored threads crossing each other’s making a patter along the arch, with leather at both ends of the bow, with a braided rope connecting this two ends. It comes with two arrows, points of wood, the body of bamboo and decorative gray feathers at the end. This arrows are attached to the arch with a medium thick thread.

This present has been all this time at my parent’s house, and sometimes I wonder how it will looks on my future home, a few years more from now. I image myself leaving home sometime, with a suitcase, some boxes, books and stuffs, a bow and arrows.

 

The Silence of Dawson Island

The Dawson Island has been a place with a lot of history the last century. Located in the Magallanes region, Patagonia of Chile, this land has seen blood and repression since the discovery of our continent, specifically the colonization of this country.

The most known thing about this place, worldwide, is the Selk’nam people and how they disappear. Like the others natives of our large land, the people who came, from Spain mostly, killed them or tried to convert their religion to a Christian one. Now, the result is the loss of their language and the people, leaving Tierra del Fuego desolate of the original culture and life that used to be.

By other side, this already abandoned place, was used for political prisoners and torture. The night of September 11^th of 1973, was the beginning of a huge political, cultural and economic changes for the country and people. Eight hundred people was moved in a couple years to Dawson Island as political prisoners, and since then, the island has been closed for visiting, with no more than nature after the military left that place.

Today, this island represent an important geographic place for our history, without reach to the common people, from Chile and visitors. Now, the people of the region is trying to recover that place, looking for the rescue of the memory, memory of the native people who owned the south of Chile, and the memory of all the people who suffered there as political prisoner. This memory is slowly dying, affecting in how we live today, how we live our culture, our geography and history, affecting our future as a Country, that’s why it can’t be forgotten, to not repeat the same story.

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