Sunday, February 28, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
snowing/nevando
me pueden ayudar a hacer algun arreglo para mejorar este cuadro 16x20 al aceite?Can you please help me improve this 16x20 oil painting?
Friday, February 12, 2010
A long due tribute to my daughter Gisselle
A Long due tribute to my daughter Gisselle
January 2010
As I was reading back my essays, I noticed that I seldom mention my eldest daughter, Gisselle. You may wonder why, but I have an explanation on which now I am able to talk about it.
She is a witness of all my struggles: triumphs and defeat
After one year of marriage, Gisselle was born February 28, 1980, weighted 5 lbs at the 8th month of gestation.
I walked out of the marriage when she was merely 2 years of age, she became my main focus of my life. She was my only partner of honor at my College graduation, no one else attended, I owed it to her for all the times I had to leave her behind to finish school and work.
I remember the first paycheck I cashed from my first salary job after graduation, we went to a shopping spree. I sat her fragile body on a carriage and I said: “You just touch anything you want and it will be yours!” I can still remember her puzzled and happy face as she carefully touched everything.
I was in my best year of adulthood when I was diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease. Gisselle was 6 years when the symptoms manifested and with her innocent, sweet voice she asked me: “Mom, is that contagious?”
She helped me raise my two little ones that came after, by the time she was 10 years, I had given her two sisters: Tiffany and Vanessa.
She was becoming an adolescent-teenager when at the age of 15, she was taken away from me. When I had filed for divorce, no custody issue were mentioned, so her father took custody. One day they came to pick her up for weekly visits, and without saying goodbye, they left and never brought her back.
I am able to talk about it now, but it took me a long time to swallow this pain: betrayal, coerced, mixed feelings then.
It was one of the darkest days of my life, I fell on depression, wrote a note on how unhappy I was because I was sick and I wasn’t a good mother. I overdosed on pills attempting to end up my misery life.
My daughters found the note after attempting to wake me up from a deep sleep, they later reproached me on how selfish to think of me and not on them whom they were sticking around because they loved me.
Two years after, I was ask to see the Judge in a court. Not knowing what to expect, I was asked to go to an empty court room, then I saw my daughter coming towards me, then Gisselle got on her knees, held my hands and said: “I am very sorry mother, so very sorry, please forgive me!”
She never left me. She was always living in my heart, Although she never physically returned home, she had requested through her child advocate, scheduled home visits.
She then eloped at 21, graduated from John Jay Criminal Justice College and bought her first house by the age of 27 years old.
Gisselle and Gustavo (husband) have made me a grandmother of two beautiful kids, Justin,4 and Camilla 3 months old.
I can only dictate what my mind thinks, but I can’t ever express what a heart feels.
By elena tuero
January 2010
As I was reading back my essays, I noticed that I seldom mention my eldest daughter, Gisselle. You may wonder why, but I have an explanation on which now I am able to talk about it.
She is a witness of all my struggles: triumphs and defeat
After one year of marriage, Gisselle was born February 28, 1980, weighted 5 lbs at the 8th month of gestation.
I walked out of the marriage when she was merely 2 years of age, she became my main focus of my life. She was my only partner of honor at my College graduation, no one else attended, I owed it to her for all the times I had to leave her behind to finish school and work.
I remember the first paycheck I cashed from my first salary job after graduation, we went to a shopping spree. I sat her fragile body on a carriage and I said: “You just touch anything you want and it will be yours!” I can still remember her puzzled and happy face as she carefully touched everything.
I was in my best year of adulthood when I was diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease. Gisselle was 6 years when the symptoms manifested and with her innocent, sweet voice she asked me: “Mom, is that contagious?”
She helped me raise my two little ones that came after, by the time she was 10 years, I had given her two sisters: Tiffany and Vanessa.
She was becoming an adolescent-teenager when at the age of 15, she was taken away from me. When I had filed for divorce, no custody issue were mentioned, so her father took custody. One day they came to pick her up for weekly visits, and without saying goodbye, they left and never brought her back.
I am able to talk about it now, but it took me a long time to swallow this pain: betrayal, coerced, mixed feelings then.
It was one of the darkest days of my life, I fell on depression, wrote a note on how unhappy I was because I was sick and I wasn’t a good mother. I overdosed on pills attempting to end up my misery life.
My daughters found the note after attempting to wake me up from a deep sleep, they later reproached me on how selfish to think of me and not on them whom they were sticking around because they loved me.
Two years after, I was ask to see the Judge in a court. Not knowing what to expect, I was asked to go to an empty court room, then I saw my daughter coming towards me, then Gisselle got on her knees, held my hands and said: “I am very sorry mother, so very sorry, please forgive me!”
She never left me. She was always living in my heart, Although she never physically returned home, she had requested through her child advocate, scheduled home visits.
She then eloped at 21, graduated from John Jay Criminal Justice College and bought her first house by the age of 27 years old.
Gisselle and Gustavo (husband) have made me a grandmother of two beautiful kids, Justin,4 and Camilla 3 months old.
I can only dictate what my mind thinks, but I can’t ever express what a heart feels.
By elena tuero
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Berlinale 2009: La teta asustada gana el Oso de Oro/Winner of The Golden Bear in Berlin -The Milk of Sorrow
Nominada tambien para el Oscar....orgullo peruano!
NOMINATED FOR THE OSCAR - BEST FOREIGN MOVIE!
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
HOY - GIANMARCO Y JUAN DIEGO FLOREZ
Firrst we had Imac Sumac, now we have Juan Fiego Florez, tenor; Songwriteer/composer/singer: GianMarco in a duet. THey're both from my country PERU! ....check them out..i dare you to.
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