For some time now, I have been attending only those plays about which I have heard something positive. I’ve had some bad experiences and try not to make chance decisions anymore. However when a theater company of some prestige stages a new play, I try not to miss it.
Yanelys Nuñez’s Diary
When young Cuban artist Luis Manuel Otero Alcantara spoke to me of an exhibition he organized last year (titled Shopping de sexo, “Sex Shopping”), I regretted not having attended. The works on display included a broad range of items related to the sexual and erotic practices of Cubans. (7 photos)
We had a series of setbacks while setting up our exhibition (titled “The Theater in Pictures”). First, since we arrived only a day before the opening date, we had to postpone the inauguration in order to set up the pieces in less of a rush. (9 photos)
All the people I told I would be visiting Bayamo, Granma agreed I would like the city. Bayamo’s main boulevard has many charms, boasting an enviable cleanliness, and the place is home to a broad variety of commercial and cultural establishments. (11 photos)
I had never travelled so far from Havana – I had only gone as far east as Villa Clara, where I went two years ago. I had the opportunity to take a trip to Bayamo as part of an exhibition (titled El teatro en imagenes, “The Theater in Images”) I put together with a former classmate, Estela Ferrer.
Another important Cuban artist has returned to the island with a solo exhibition after a 20-year absence from the country’s art scene. Ricardo Rodriguez Brey is closely linked to those artists who made up the extraordinary 1981 exhibition “Volume I”, held at Havana’s International Arts Center.
A few days ago I finished reading one of the used books that I bought at a good price in the last Havana International Book Fair. It’s a biography of the Roman painter, Artemisia Gentileschi (1593-1653) by Rauda Jamis.
We had to enter the exhibition space in small groups of people, for the Wilfredo Lam gallery is a bit small and the sculptures by Cuban artist Agustin Cardenas titled “The Forms of Silence” were placed dangerously close to one another.
I have been taking an English course for about a year and a half. Throughout this time, I have had the opportunity to talk with different people and to become exposed to a different (and perhaps more profound) way of understanding certain aspects of our reality.
The managers of movie theaters in Havana’s Vedado neighborhood recently began to implement a “new policy” (I call it “new” because I had never suffered its consequences till now).