Friends, literature, getting out of my depth, art, cinema, philosophy, looking out of the window, comedy, swimming, yoga, cats, rabbits, exquisite food, travelling (including travelling around my room), mindless consumerism ...
Music
Film soundtracks, Bernard Herrmann, Bjork, Ella Fitzgerald, Ennio Morricone, Ry Cooder, the verve, Mano Negra,Patti Smith, Suzanne Vega, David Bowie, Lou Reed, Eric Satie, The Doors, The Shadows, Hot Chilly Peppers, Sonic Youth, etc, etc.
Movies
Wings of Desire, Lola Run Lola, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Taxi Driver, Wizard of Oz, Brazil, Dogville, Dancing in the Dark, Withnail and I, Vertigo, A Matter of Life and Death, Un Chien Andalou, Blue Velvet, Solaris, Night on Earth, What Have I Done to Deserve This, The Life of Brian, The Good, the Bad and the Ugly ...
Television
Sophie Calle, Derek Ogbourne and Cindy Sherman. Also, Green Wing, South Park, The Simpsons, Have I Got News for You, Jon Snow: Channel 4 News, documentaries, those by Jonathan Meades ...
Books
Every book is an encounter. Like all encounters, timing, predisposition and a certain openness are prerequisites for the encounter to succeed. Different writers have left a trace or made an impact at different times in my life. These are, I would say, the main traces or impacts, so far:
Borges, J.G Ballard, Marguerite Duras, Angela Carter, Kathy Acker, Deborah Levy, Beckett, Paul Auster, Walt Whitman, Italo Calvino, Julio Cortazar, Fernando Pessoa, Peter Handke, Octavio Paz, Jean Baudrillard, Iain Sinclair ... And then, there are so many other worlds I have enjoyed.
And then there is Dante (Inferno and Purgatory are the first surreal masterpieces, amazing images and metaphors), Swift (I love Tale of a Tub and Gulliver's Travels), Cervantes (Don Quixote is an old friend), William Burroughs (for a reality check), Sylvia Plath, Roland Barthes, Stanislav Lem, Plotinus, Kafka, Juan Goytisolo, George Orwell, Mary Gaistkill, Yasunari Kawabata, Milan Kundera, Rafa Reig, Will Self, Steve Hall and sometimes, Don Delillo, Cees Nooteboom, Michel Houellebecq ...
And then, I'd like to read, when I have the time:
James Flint, Tom McCarthy, Paul Ewen and more of Toby Litt.
Heroes
No heroes, no heroines ... Maybe Mother Teresa, Gandhi, Derek Ogbourne and Pippi Langstrumpf, my childhood heroine.
SUSANA MEDINA's Details
Status:
In a Relationship
Here for:
Networking, Friends
Zodiac Sign:
Aquarius
Education:
Post grad
Occupation:
Writer
SUSANA MEDINA now in print, my essay 'Operation Camouflage Click'-... captivating photographers -launch: The Gallery London College of Communication 24 nov 7pm Posted at 9:06 PM Nov 18 view more
About me:
I'm a writer. I'm the author of Philosophical Toys, Cuentos Rojos (Red Tales), Souvenirs del Accidente and Borgesland (my PhD on Borges and imaginary spaces). I write in English now, I used to write in Spanish, my native language. By chance, I made a short film, Buñuel's Philosophical Toys, which has turned out to be a bit of a fetish (you can watch it below or check my blog). I have my own website, with work in both languages and in translation. You might want to dive into:
Who I'd like to meet: I'd Like to Meet:
God, to get an idea as to what all this is about! And Borges, Walt Whitman, David Lynch or people who'd like to meet Borges, Walt Whitman, David Lynch.
This is the Borges's tree we did at the House of Fairy Tales, Port Eliot Lit Fest, July 07
I received a message yesterday from Sandragone, while I was having a pint of Stella Artois. He said
he was really interested in Borges. When I got up this morning, I looked in the mirror and I had become this weird morph of Borges and me. Unsettling as I find it, I must say there are worse things in life.
THE SIDE-EFFECTS OF READING, 14th December 07
Image from my story 'A retinal tattoo of light':
A millisecond divides life from death. Or is it an attosecond? Or a femtosecond? The beheaded lose consciousness in two seconds, if the blade cuts through the neck in one go. The brain has enough oxygen stored for metabolism to persist for seven seconds after the head is cut off: the eyes flicker, the mouth might still move. On the 16th November 1880 , Edhard Gustav Reif was decapitated in Heidelberg. His wife had died and he had killed his two sons, perhaps an act of desperation. If the future didn’t exist for him, it didn’t exist for his children either. (...)
three surprises for a urban depredator remains frustrated if a woman, without a foul-spoken wife, and without the graceful woman who has everything. (A review of the trial of Paris myth) collage serie: From solstice to solstice. collage universe: Newspaper EL PAIS saturday 7-11-09 Luis Canicio 2009
The hidden corners of poet Panero on the island of Neverland. The winged monster survive wounds that are not collage serie: From solstice to solstice. collage universe: Newspaper EL PAIS saturday 7-11-09 Luis Canicio 2009
A airplane is "forgetting" to land, thus collapsed the dangerous time asymetry across the mirror. Collage serie: From solstice to solstice. Collage universe: newspaper EL PAIS saturday 24-10-09 . Luis Canicio 2009
with head of the mad "we had a huge scare" should end up in another planet. collage serie: From solstice to solstice. collage universe: newspaper EL PAIS 31-10-09 Luis Canicio 2009
magical night on the fuga in constellation collage serie: From solstice to solstice. collage universe: newspaper EL PAIS 31-10-09 Luis Canicio 2009
play with the boundaries collage serie: From solstice to solstice. collage uni
Merci, lovely! PARAPHILIA is a labor of love, but incredibly gratifying, and currently serving as a compass for this perpetually disoriented child. And it goes without saying that the door is always open to you, my dear, so if you ever feel the urge to hop on the bus, just say the word...
Hi Susana; how are you? More details on the censorship will come shortly. Thanks for your support. I imagine London is freezing; Los Angeles is comfortably thawing my buns.