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Symbiosis for survival by Misha Lyuve

Jan 27, 2011
Raquel Paiewonsky is a contemporary artist that currently resides in Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic. Her work has traveled across the globe. It expolores human body, urban life, social constructs and social issues. The photographs featured in this article are from the project Simbiosis para salvarnos (Symbiosis for survival) that has been shown in Santo Domingo, Miami, Lima, Buenos Aires, and is heading to Mexico soon.

There is a type of artwork that when you see it for the first time, it makes such an impression on you that you need to pause – that was my experience of Symbiosis para survir, the project that came out of the Raquel’s concern for the environment and tells a story of integration with nature as a strategy for growth and expansion of our lives and our planet. Children with their heads under the roots of the plants are the seeds needed to fulfill the mission to heal the Earth.

Raquel and I met last week in Santo Domingo to talk about her art.  Raquel said that the photographs, unfortunately, don’t fully show all the work that was done to realize this project: the conversations she had with the kids to explain the project and why she is doing it, their curiosity and enthusiasm, and two days of work and play on the beach.

“With visual works, what people see is the bit leftover at the end, after you’ve finished working. The work is like the sediment at the bottom of the glass, not like drinking the wine. Whereas when you are listening to a piece of music, you are listening to it being made.”  Martin Creed

Impatience and being undeserving by Misha Lyuve

Jan 24, 2011

I’ve been wondering whether impatience is my inborn trait or I acquired it through the years of living in big cities. In either case, there was no better place to explore my impatience than while traveling through colorful destinations of Dominican Republic, the island where time and its inhabitants’ relationship to it takes on different qualities than what I’m used to.

As a Dominican friend explained, once she moved back after living in New York city for several years, it took her a while to get used to, for example, that a cashier in a bank could have you wait for ten minutes while she is finishing up a conversation with her mother-in-law. You got the picture.

Waves at a surfing beach at Cabarete, Dominican Republic

Luckily, traveling through the island I had many opportunities to watch my impatience rise from my stomach, mixed with the sense of entitlement, flavored with disappointment and frustration and garnished with self-righteousness, getting crushed against the shores of my consciousness as foamy and mighty waves of famous surfing beaches in Cabarete.

Recently someone told me about being undeserving, a way of being where no-one owes me anything; like the world is not there to serve my needs and please me, but when it does, to accept it as a grace and a gift. Imagine that!