| Donna ( @ 2007-07-09 12:58:00 |
Conquista-door

The darker part of my is intrigued by the particularly nasty depictions of humanity that came out of the Conquest of the New World. In Merida, for example, the house of Franciso de Montejo the younger has a sculpture over the door of the young conquistador literally stepping on the backs of two Maya dudes. This is from a door to a chapel next to the main Cathedral here in Quito. The fella is clearly Spanish but has morphed into a devil creature with sharp teeth. A bit surprising. Also surprising at times are the paintings of the Quito school where religious figures all look a bit indigenous and Christ does every day normal things like eat guinea pig. People make what they know. That door is certainly what they knew.
Yesterday it rained which was a bit strange. It has made the city rather cold, colder than usual. No sunburns yesterday or today, though they are a usual fact of life. Quito is actually closer to the sun than most places and my gringa skin can tell. Also strange about yesterday is that the city totally closed down for Sunday. Nothing open...no one on the street. Deserted.
Again I have been translating legislation. It takes a very long time and some passages make sense in my mind but I find them hard to convey in English. The one I am working on is 16 pdf pages long. I am on page 10. I am not sure what good they are doing in the long run but I have to do them, no one else has translated these as far as I can tell. As for other work, there really isn't any at the moment. I am pretending like I need to do this first before anything else but in reality I need to magically understand spanish better before anything else. I messed um my verb tenses while helping a blind dude cross the street, I am that sad.

The darker part of my is intrigued by the particularly nasty depictions of humanity that came out of the Conquest of the New World. In Merida, for example, the house of Franciso de Montejo the younger has a sculpture over the door of the young conquistador literally stepping on the backs of two Maya dudes. This is from a door to a chapel next to the main Cathedral here in Quito. The fella is clearly Spanish but has morphed into a devil creature with sharp teeth. A bit surprising. Also surprising at times are the paintings of the Quito school where religious figures all look a bit indigenous and Christ does every day normal things like eat guinea pig. People make what they know. That door is certainly what they knew.
Yesterday it rained which was a bit strange. It has made the city rather cold, colder than usual. No sunburns yesterday or today, though they are a usual fact of life. Quito is actually closer to the sun than most places and my gringa skin can tell. Also strange about yesterday is that the city totally closed down for Sunday. Nothing open...no one on the street. Deserted.
Again I have been translating legislation. It takes a very long time and some passages make sense in my mind but I find them hard to convey in English. The one I am working on is 16 pdf pages long. I am on page 10. I am not sure what good they are doing in the long run but I have to do them, no one else has translated these as far as I can tell. As for other work, there really isn't any at the moment. I am pretending like I need to do this first before anything else but in reality I need to magically understand spanish better before anything else. I messed um my verb tenses while helping a blind dude cross the street, I am that sad.