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Friday, March 14, 2014

Sunday Sketches - Penelope


Hi everyone at Sunday Sketches! Hoping everyone in the Northern Hemisphere is ready for spring! It seems to have been an all around eventful winter in any event. For instance, I hope I ended up in the right place for the URL seems to have migrated.

TOday I wanted to share a quick lightning sketch based on the dear song by Spanish performer Joan Manuel Serrat called "Penelope". It oozes 70s excess, but it is dear to me as I grew up listening to it.

Not sure what took me there today, but it contains a lesson for all, I think - stories tend to, after all.

It also relates the story of Penelope, similar to Homer's take on it, but based on contemporary life. Serrat's Penelope is a woman who was left at a train station by her lover - he told her 'wait for me', and she does, for years and years. Decades. Sitting in the train station, waiting.

Eventually he does return, and he celebrates in seeing her, but she decides he's not the one she was waiting for ---



Le sonrió
con los ojos llenitos de ayer,
no era así su cara ni su piel.
"Tú no eres quien yo espero".
Y se quedó
con el bolso de piel marrón
y sus zapatitos de tacón
sentada en la estación.

In case anyone's brave enough to see some potentially very cheesy bad music, here is the video:

love to all!