"I raise my cop to
for the day that never comes
but that is all
it really have"
Parra Nicanor
To resume my thoughts via a blog I've decided to do this through a brief personal reflection on what we tried to Originality qualifier. As you said Carla Cordua currently the endless innovation, the demand for competitiveness, the desire for personal gain have been given a social phenomenon that has as a symptom of the relentless search for quality. From this perspective there is a heightened motivation to find things that break the existing canon, it seeks with fury and more grief than pleasure, enjoyment of an artifact - whether artistic or other media attention, which is unusual. So we were able to witness achievements meaningless, which fall into the vulgar and tacky. Frenzies that has not incorporate substantial material and perfected new issues worthy of being flattered, but has been repeated again and again in vain structuring powerful dose of discontent.
originality as such should perceive a dichotomy between the forces of the past and the boldness of the new times. For the same reason I remember a few words of the folklorist Margot Loyola face the question of Warnken. "A new Chilean tunes they need to learn from his past, and just understand how to work on new projects." The script singular, that author's masterful, whether in prose or verse, in oil or watercolor or tune orchestra, should require a thorough assessment of its past, to be built fiber him, each essence should be a tiny all past that to be combined with other parties provide the final piece to innovation and glare.
Parra was the occasion of that, his poetry rather than irreverent side Casanueva, Prado, de Castro, D'Halmar exhibited substantially the same only in new structures. The assessment was the same theme by focusing on the man and his environment as a primary source of inspiration, but the accolades are having recourse to new resources to other perspectives. So revamped the layout of the form and everyday language, but without losing the solemnity of the discourse of the first phase of the twentieth century.
For those looking to reinterpretation the fee as yet nonexistent, scathing criticism of the unquestionable, the redistribution of the parameters must be clear, in my humble opinion, the words of one of the fathers of modern chemistry: "In the universe nothing is created or destroyed as only transformed. "
