A Threshold Francisco would have liked to be there. Would have liked to see a moving tribute on Monday his newspaper, El Mundo, he surrendered at the Circulo de Bellas Artes de Madrid. Witnessed surely now become the distances be said to be at least his elf wandered around the stage, peered out from behind the famous Olivetti, mute object a simple stage design in which the word was enough to arouse the applause.
A threshold would have liked to see how many people, from both sides, "friends and enemies," as Carmen Rigalt, remember attending a demonstration of that legend is beginning to be beyond ideologies.
The Monday was, five months after his death, the real farewell ceremony, that August is a month of absence and inactivity. Monday's was an act done as the writer, witty, fun, turning on a kind of game very umbralian, reminding all attendees who were, or would have liked to be, at the Café Gijón the night arrived at a local Young arrived from provinces ready to conquer the world. Francisco Umbral
A would have loved to hear the words of the current Culture Minister Cesar Antonio Molina. "His prolific and tireless literary production will triumph by all successive filters coming years to extend, enlarging, with hindsight, the dimension of a literary work that, above all, reflects an aesthetic project free, powerful and united, "he said.
would have listened carefully to Esperanza Aguirre and Alberto Ruiz- Gallardón, both grateful for the literary dimension that the author has given Madrid, scene of his glorious immortal pages such as the Lisbon Pessoa or Joyce's Dublin, as noted by the mayor.
would have enjoyed, especially when testing llenazo. More than 600 people in the Hall of Columns Circle. Together for once the political figures, popular faces, friends, fans devoted and anonymous readers, the same as every day at breakfast with his columns.
The director of El Mundo, Pedro J. Ramirez's widow embraces Threshold, Mary Spain, in the presence of Diego Lopez Garrido. (Photo: José Aymá)
A Fernando Sanchez Drago, master of ceremonies, accounted for addressing function open to all attendees. "And Paco, in case you have here," he said. "Of course it is," came the voice of a woman in the back row. The truth is that it appeared the ghost of a writer. Peered through his writings, read by different voices, poetic, tender, sharp, vile, lucid, harrowing ... Peered through his images, projected all the time on a big screen and realized his steps through life.
scarf, glasses, Threshold
presence was there with his scarf, with her thick myopic glasses, with his deep voice, through the anecdotes he told his closest and through their own spin, contained in a video prepared by the WORLD TV equipment and tacking on a beautiful text by the poet and journalist Angel Antonio Herrrera.
The audience, dedicated, generous when it comes to the cheers and laughter accomplices, such as thanking the Cervantes threshold appeared to His Majesty with their thanks, when he repeated the now famous phrase in television: "I came here to talk about my book" or when he recalled the definition of academic language he never became "the death of a man who becomes a couch."
For the Fine Arts was passed that threshold witty, but also the human, who reported Peter J. Ramirez, his Master in columns, Carmen Rigalt and Raul del Pozo, friends and comrades in the liturgy of the column. If Peter J. remembered his wit in the desktop when removed, the unswerving and scarf and began to count the jokes of the cultural and political life, Rigalt referred to its most tender, "Especially with animals and children."
The opposition leader, Mariano Rajoy (left), president of the Community of Madrid, Esperanza Aguirre (right) and former Minister Pilar del Castillo. (Photo: Diego Sinova)
"The Threshold column is not a sacred space but haunted," he said, for its part Raúl del Pozo, his successor in the latter. "I see them and me the desire to break the spell each day to be at the height of a genius who is overweight," he said, dedicating a prayer he had just wished him eternal glory, but begging him not to return to touch the mouse computer by changing some words by others. Finally, another game umbralian.
spoke of three critical books delivered: Miguel Garcia-Posada, Santos Sanz Villanueva and Javier Villa, who argued that threshold is not just style, but thought, "critical, progress, dramatically raised awareness of literature as a counter" (Villa) and its contribution to the novel as a genre that encompasses all (Sanz Villanueva) and constant development of language, "although the English Royal Academy took no aware" (García Posada). Tattoo
of Concha Piquer, opened the event, and my Beloved, liked the song that the writer began closing after the excited words of Mary Spain, who eventually melted into an embrace with Peter J. Ramírez. "Threshold is dead! Threshold Viva! Viva literature," he shouted Drago. And he closed the curtain.
A threshold would have liked to see how many people, from both sides, "friends and enemies," as Carmen Rigalt, remember attending a demonstration of that legend is beginning to be beyond ideologies.
The Monday was, five months after his death, the real farewell ceremony, that August is a month of absence and inactivity. Monday's was an act done as the writer, witty, fun, turning on a kind of game very umbralian, reminding all attendees who were, or would have liked to be, at the Café Gijón the night arrived at a local Young arrived from provinces ready to conquer the world. Francisco Umbral
A would have loved to hear the words of the current Culture Minister Cesar Antonio Molina. "His prolific and tireless literary production will triumph by all successive filters coming years to extend, enlarging, with hindsight, the dimension of a literary work that, above all, reflects an aesthetic project free, powerful and united, "he said.
would have listened carefully to Esperanza Aguirre and Alberto Ruiz- Gallardón, both grateful for the literary dimension that the author has given Madrid, scene of his glorious immortal pages such as the Lisbon Pessoa or Joyce's Dublin, as noted by the mayor.
would have enjoyed, especially when testing llenazo. More than 600 people in the Hall of Columns Circle. Together for once the political figures, popular faces, friends, fans devoted and anonymous readers, the same as every day at breakfast with his columns.
The director of El Mundo, Pedro J. Ramirez's widow embraces Threshold, Mary Spain, in the presence of Diego Lopez Garrido. (Photo: José Aymá)
A Fernando Sanchez Drago, master of ceremonies, accounted for addressing function open to all attendees. "And Paco, in case you have here," he said. "Of course it is," came the voice of a woman in the back row. The truth is that it appeared the ghost of a writer. Peered through his writings, read by different voices, poetic, tender, sharp, vile, lucid, harrowing ... Peered through his images, projected all the time on a big screen and realized his steps through life.
scarf, glasses, Threshold
presence was there with his scarf, with her thick myopic glasses, with his deep voice, through the anecdotes he told his closest and through their own spin, contained in a video prepared by the WORLD TV equipment and tacking on a beautiful text by the poet and journalist Angel Antonio Herrrera.
The audience, dedicated, generous when it comes to the cheers and laughter accomplices, such as thanking the Cervantes threshold appeared to His Majesty with their thanks, when he repeated the now famous phrase in television: "I came here to talk about my book" or when he recalled the definition of academic language he never became "the death of a man who becomes a couch."
For the Fine Arts was passed that threshold witty, but also the human, who reported Peter J. Ramirez, his Master in columns, Carmen Rigalt and Raul del Pozo, friends and comrades in the liturgy of the column. If Peter J. remembered his wit in the desktop when removed, the unswerving and scarf and began to count the jokes of the cultural and political life, Rigalt referred to its most tender, "Especially with animals and children."
The opposition leader, Mariano Rajoy (left), president of the Community of Madrid, Esperanza Aguirre (right) and former Minister Pilar del Castillo. (Photo: Diego Sinova)
"The Threshold column is not a sacred space but haunted," he said, for its part Raúl del Pozo, his successor in the latter. "I see them and me the desire to break the spell each day to be at the height of a genius who is overweight," he said, dedicating a prayer he had just wished him eternal glory, but begging him not to return to touch the mouse computer by changing some words by others. Finally, another game umbralian.
spoke of three critical books delivered: Miguel Garcia-Posada, Santos Sanz Villanueva and Javier Villa, who argued that threshold is not just style, but thought, "critical, progress, dramatically raised awareness of literature as a counter" (Villa) and its contribution to the novel as a genre that encompasses all (Sanz Villanueva) and constant development of language, "although the English Royal Academy took no aware" (García Posada). Tattoo
of Concha Piquer, opened the event, and my Beloved, liked the song that the writer began closing after the excited words of Mary Spain, who eventually melted into an embrace with Peter J. Ramírez. "Threshold is dead! Threshold Viva! Viva literature," he shouted Drago. And he closed the curtain.
