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FLIGHT/VUELO
New Images and Sounds from Havana and Glasgow.
WhistYuneikys Villalonga was staying with us in Glasgow last November,
some friends invited us down to their house in Kilmaurs, a village
in Ayrshire, to celebrate their paying the final instalment on their
mortgage. There were around twenty people at the party and we ate
and drank generously.
At about 2am, both Yuni and I had had enough so we left the others
downstairs to continue to talk in an increasingly nonsensical fashion
and went to bed. The following morning we were first up and it was
a bright, clear day. Yuni was asking about sheep, as she said that
they don’t have them in Cuba but she knew we had them in Scotland.
She had never seen a real one and would love to try to get near
for a good look. Was this possible in Kilmaurs?
It wasn’t too far from where we were to the open countryside
so we set off in search of some sheep and talked about the process
of commissioning new work from Cuban artists. I couldn’t understand
the concept of an artist simply presenting work as a finished piece,
which happens as a matter of course in Cuba, or that commissioning
new work was a risk to her on many levels. We turned off the main
road and headed towards a farmhouse in heated discussion, “Why
can’t you take the risk, what would the danger be?”
was my main question, as we passed the farmhouse.
Loud barking interrupted our stride as a very large dog appeared
and started towards us. We realised at that point that we were trapped,
as we had reached the point where we could not turn back. Without
looking back, we held on to each other and walked on with determination,
cursing that we had started this mad journey in search of a sheep.
Only after a while did we dare look around, slowly, to see that
the dog was standing in the same place, guarding the house, but
now a way off.
Yuni never did get close to a sheep. They remained fuzzy blobs in
the distance, but we did decide to take the risk of commissioning
the Cuban artists.
Nicola AD
April 23 2006
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