Gente que Cuenta

Polyglot,
by Leonor Henríquez

Fernand Leger Atril press
Fernand Léger (1881-1955)
El mercader de las cuatro estaciones s/f

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It was a polyglot experience.

As if I could suddenly understand and communicate in several languages.

To paraphrase my husband, I am fluent in three languages, Spanish, English and rubbish, but the experience of this particular event I attended on Sunday went much further.

As I walked through the packed venue, I reflected on that multi-linguistic power of the human spirit.

Canada is certainly a Tower of Babel, where one hears around a multitude of foreign languages, Chinese, Hindi, Farsi, Arabic, Russian, in addition to the official languages ​​English and French. Expression of the wonderful diversity of this country.

But this time I am referring to another form of communication.

That afternoon I attended an art market.

Artists from all of our provinces met in the center of our city.

There I was able to admire the range of their voices in all their splendour.

The sculptor spoke to me in words of bronze.

The potter told me stories of clay, an orange ceramic owl captivated me. The goldsmith seduced me with a complicated vocabulary of gold, silver and bronze filigree.

Beyond that, on the gastronomic side, the song of artisanal chocolate delighted my taste buds and the cry of a sample of spicy food made with jalapeños left me breathless.

In short, a colorful and three-dimensional experience made of a multitude of materials, flavors and fabrics.

It is the most universal language that exists, one that communicates without needing to understand it.

The language of creation.

A sublime obsession, the most similar to being in love.

The creator (and I think we all are), like the lover, does not sleep, he/she eats, walks, breathes for its creation, for love.

I enjoyed sharing with our local artists in their multiple and sensorial languages.

In my case, these humble lines with which I express myself every week are part of that multilingual experience.

My particular way of being in love.

www.atril .press Leonor Henríquez e1670869356570
Leonor Henríquez (Caracas, Venezuela) Civil Engineer by training (UCAB 1985), writer and apprentice poet by vocation. From her time in engineering emerged her Office Stories (1997), another way of seeing the corporate world. Her latest publications include reflections on grief, Hopecrumbs (2020) (www.hopecrumbs.com) and “The Adventures of Chispita” (2021) (www.chispita.ca) an allegory of life inside Mom’s belly.
Today she shares her “impulsive meditations” from Calgary, Canada, where she lives.
leonorcanada@gmail.com

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