What do I think of...?

Lorca’s Elf

The Angel, the Muse and the Elf; imagination, intelligence and chaos is how Federico García Lorca in his famous Elf’s Game and Theory describes those terms. The theory is about Spanish art and culture and now is instilled deeply in me to the point where I experience a cathartic moment every time I read Lorca. I want to share a quote about my favorite one, the Elf in García & García (2012) book:

The Elf works over the ballerina’s body like the wind over the sand. With magic turns a beautiful girl into a paralyzed of the moon, or makes an old broken man that begs for money by the wine stores blush like a teenager. Finds hair with a nocturnal port smell and every moment works on the arms, with expressions that are mothers of the dances of all of the times (p. 37.)

It seems that the Angel and the Muse without the Elf are flavorless. The Elf is the perfect spice, the vibrant red color in blood; the synchronized orgasm in two naked bodies; the shiniest meteor light beam; the birth of a child. Sometimes we need that something that makes the rest of the pieces fall in their place. No limits, pure energy. I could see this almost everywhere, but especially in art; for example, when a musician loses himself when playing an instrument; he is the only one that exits, along with the only entity that makes him alive, music. “This artist has Elf!”



García, L. F. & Garcia, P. M. (2012). Poesía completa, Federico García Lorca. NY: Vintage español.

My writing attempts

The Immortals

Death doesn’t exist for the immortals; they dance around the fire and burn with it; live in lightning, in the meteors, in the stars as they explode. They’re pious and sing to us, tearing us apart; they take us gently by the hands and throw us to the black hole. I know just a few; I meet them little by little on my path, but when I have them face to face, I burn in their flame. I carry their balm in my soul. What would we do without the immortals?

My writing attempts


And then there it was, like a sign I was expecting without knowing. The bright fire, burning the skies. The desire springs from the unknown and mutates into an uncertain weirdness. Hidden beauty that I perceive, but never own. Nothing is everlasting but in our depths is. Intangible, still, changing, colorful and dark. A hole of infinity. Everything and nothing.

What do I think of...?

Moment créatif


Creativity [kri eɪˈtɪv ɪ ti]

  1. the ability to transcend traditional ideas, rules, patterns, relationships, or the like, and to create meaningful new ideas, forms, methods, interpretations, etc.; originality, progressiveness, or imagination.


When does creativity dare to show up and let us know that we are ready to create? I don’t have an absolute answer for that, I would say: “Just when the moment comes, let it be;” as simple as that. We might feel motivated, inspired in any moment; we just feel it kicking in and we might hold a bit or start off right away. Right now, I’m feeling motivated to write this entry and inspired by the classic music I’m discovering and this is my creative moment, a space I can share with you and or exchange ideas, feelings, etc. Now, about the definition up here, it mentions the word “transcend;” I think it’s a key to leave a mark that projects our uniqueness, our art, knowledge, wisdom or simply a small track even though we have to tear out some established patterns. I do believe we’re here to create chaos-order; destroying to create and that can be almost in any aspect of life, I dare to say. Any techniques? They’re people that can provide vast lists of things one can put into practice to develope our creativity. Three weeks ago I read this article and it was useful. It might help you.

21 Ways to Inspire Creativity When You’re Out of Ideas https://www.grammarly.com/blog/ways-to-inspire-creativity/


A reminder: cross out what’s needed and write the activity that best works for you (if applies.)
“Don’t worry you have always written before  and you will write now. All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.”

Ernest Hemingway



Creativity. (n.d.). In Dictionary online. Retrieved from



Hemingway, J. H., Hemingway, P., Hemingway, G. (1992). A Movable Feast. New York, NW: