DISSOCIATION

Dissociation is a new evolution of Cante Jondo where I am separating the color from the subject matter and the subjects from themselves. This intimate passage reflects my encounter with a new reality where my circumstances disengage into the individual pieces without possibly interlocking in harmony, a time of material loss, a time of great spiritual loss, a time difficult for all. I want to have hope…

Julia San Román

THE SECOND COMING

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.

The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

William B. Yeats (1865-1939) Nobel Prize