Weekend Recollection

Are there football fans in the room? Anyone who supports Real Madrid? My condolences… Ha, not really! Here’s to every Real Madrid supporter that in the past few weeks had taken the time to email me, message me on facebook or write me on whatsapp to remind me that Atlético de Madrid stood no chance in winning the Copa del Rey Championship! Pay attention:


Atletico Madrid players celebrate victory against Real Madrid after Spanish King's Cup final soccer match in Madrid

You know what they say; the one who laughs the last, laughs the loudest (or however you translate that saying to English) So this past week I had to avoid any football conversation that might had ended up with me bitch slapping someone. In all honesty, my faith was actually crumbling. 14 years without winning a derby were too many years, and we were playing in their field, their territory. Everything started like it usually did, with Real Madrid scoring in the first 30 minutes. But, oh, wasn’t it so sweet when Falcao passed the ball to my admired Diego Costa so he could put that beautiful little thing where it belonged? I felt embarrassed for even doubting my team…

So yeah, Atlético de Madrid won the only match that was worth winning. A final. In the Santiago Bernabeu stadium, with all the Real Madrid supporters’ smug faces and grins fading away during the second half of the extra time. I do not believe in God, but for those who do believe, God is not “white” after all, is him?

“The revenge you want will be yours in time” ( does anyone recognize this quote?)

I wanted to celebrate our victory by cooking something special… well, I wanted to bake something because the cream that I bought to make the NY Cheesecake was going to expire in the first place, but Atlético de Madrid’s victory gave me a better excuse to do so. I found an interesting recipe for Banana & Oatmeal cookies on this website, and I decided to give it a go. The result… could definitely have been better, but I am going to blame it on the fact that I didn’t have an appropiate blender. Also, my oven was a pain and decided to heat only half of the surface, leaving half of my precious cookies a bit more tanned than they were supposed to be. Still… they were delicious!

Apart from baking, shamefully watching Eurovision (my ears needed Metallica afterwards to recover from the experience), re-reading an amazing story that I stumbled upon nearly 4 years ago ( I’ll probably talk about it in another post), and studying for tomorrow’s exam, my weekend has been very uneventful. I still have the itch to paint, but I’d lose myself in the creation process forgetting the rest of the world and obligations. I know me well enough by now to know that I should avoid the temptation in order to fulfil my responsible student role…

I am dreading this week, by the way. 3 exams in 5 days… So:


Hyper Music: the story behind it.

Hyper Music


Music is a huge element of every single painting or piece that I work on. I always paint with music in the background as it makes the “artistic bubble” more palpable to me. It makes me tune out. My worries, obligations, frustrations, depressions and anxieties are left outside my room (my little temple), and time doesn’t go by the same way that it would for the rest of the world. It’s my personal created heaven and I’m in love with it.

I have a specific band or kind of music for every situation in my life or every feeling that might take over my will. So when I’m depressed, sad or in need of peace, I’ll listen to Angus and Julia Stone, Anna Nalick, The XX or Russian Red. When I’m in a introspective phase, I’ll listen to KT Tunstall or Alanis Morissettte. When I’m in a very good mood, I’ll listen to The Kooks, Muse or The Strokes. I survive breakups thanks to Tegan and Sara and Blue Foundation, and I make my way through exam periods thanks to the Sons of Anarchy soundtrack.

When I painted Hyper Music (which is the title of a song by Muse), I wasn’t really listening to Muse. I was listening to Metallica. Metallica is and will always be my favorite band. My really, really rough times are lived with Metallica in the background; it helps my healing process, channels my anger, and gives me back my sometimes lost sanity. Metallica would be my definition of catharsis. I can always find a song that fits perfectly with the way I’m feeling in that moment, or that describes myself better than I sometimes would. Anger and rage are good emotions to be experiencing when getting to know their music, and it’s obvious that, while painting Hyper Music, I was in that place.

Anger. Rage. Frustration. Sadness. Betrayal. Those feelings are dealt in most of Metallica’s songs, and those were the feelings that I wanted to capture in this girl’s face.

Here’s a Metallica song that I was listening to like a mad woman when painting my first pieces, including this one.


La música juega un papel protagonista en la mayor parte de los cuadros que hago. Siempre que pinto necesito ponerme los cascos de música y así hacer la “burbuja artística” más real. Hace que todas mis preocupaciones, mis problemas, obligaciones y frustraciones se queden fuera de mi habitación (mi templo) y hace que el tiempo no pase igual de rápido entre mis cuatro paredes. Es mi paraíso personal y me encanta.

Tengo un determinado grupo o estilo de música para cada situación de mi vida o sentimiento. Así, cuando estoy deprimida, triste o cuando necesito un poco de paz escucho a Angus and Julia Stone, The XX, Russian Red o Anna Nalick. Cuando estoy en una fase más introspectiva, escucho a KT Tunstall o Alanis Morissette. Cuando estoy de buen humor escucho a The Kooks, Muse o The Strokes. Sobrevivo a las rupturas gracias Tegan and Sara y a Blue Foundation, y salgo de cada periodo de exámenes con la banda sonora de Sons of Anarchy grabada a fuego en  mi cabeza.

Mientras pintaba Hyper Music (que es el título de una canción de Muse) realmente no estaba escuchando a Muse. Estaba escuchando a Metallica. Metallica es y siempre será mi grupo favorito, EL grupo por excelencia. Mis verdaderas malas etapas las vivo con Metallica por banda sonora. En cierto sentido puedo decir que me ayuda a sanarme, a canalizar mi ira, me devuelve la cordura que en ocasiones pierdo. Podríamos decir que Metallica es mi definición personal de catarsis; siempre puedo encontrar una canción que retrate el modo en el que me siento o que me describa a mí misma mejor de lo que yo a veces podría. Ira y odio son emociones perfectas para iniciarse en la música de Metallica y es obvio que, durante el proceso creativo de Hyper Music, esos eran  los sentimientos que predominaban.

Ira. Odio. Frustración. Tristeza. Traición. Esas son situaciones y emociones que Metallica trata en profundidad en la mayor parte de sus canciones, y esos eran precisamente los sentimientos que quería captar en la cara de la chica del cuadro.

Más arriba tenéis una de las canciones de Metallica que escuchaba de manera obsesiva cuando empecé a hacer mis primeros cuadros, entre ellos el de Hyper Music. ¡Disfrutad!