{"id":1799,"date":"2015-06-23T10:37:20","date_gmt":"2015-06-23T14:37:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/pages.vassar.edu\/creativearts\/?p=1799"},"modified":"2015-06-23T10:39:22","modified_gmt":"2015-06-23T14:39:22","slug":"field-work-magical-realism-and-day-of-the-dead","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pages.vassar.edu\/creativearts\/2015\/06\/23\/field-work-magical-realism-and-day-of-the-dead\/","title":{"rendered":"Field Work: Magical Realism and Day of the Dead"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Today we&#8217;re sharing some of the research of our Ex\u00f3do summer multi-arts collective! Vassar student Ariana Sacristan-Benjet offers an overview of magical realist fiction and its relationship to Day of the Dead.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #993300\">&#8220;Magical Realism&#8221; is a literary genre common in Latin American writers. As I looked at some novels and stories under this genre I realized that death was explored in a similar way to how it is explored in Day of the Dead. Death is presented as a cyclical phenomena, in which fluidity exists between life and death. Also, death accompanies life and therefore lacks the tabu that is given to it in other cultures. Ghosts and spirits invade the world of magical realism and speak to the immortality of people through memories. Here are the texts I looked at:<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #339966\"><strong><em><span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">Pedro P\u00e1ramo by Juan Rulfo<\/span><\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/pages.vassar.edu\/exodo\/files\/2015\/06\/pedro_paramo.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-77  alignnone\" src=\"http:\/\/pages.vassar.edu\/exodo\/files\/2015\/06\/pedro_paramo-300x157.jpg\" alt=\"Pedro P\u00e1ramo\" width=\"300\" height=\"157\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #339966\">\u201cThere was no air; only the dead, still night fired by the dog days of August. Not a breath. I had to suck in the same air I exhaled, cupping it in my hands before it escaped. I felt it, in and out, less each time\u2026until it was so thin it slipped through my fingers forever. I mean, forever.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #339966\">\u201cCada suspiro es como un sorbo de vida del que uno se deshace.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;color: #ff9900\"><strong><em>100 Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garc\u00eda M\u00e1rquez<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/pages.vassar.edu\/exodo\/files\/2015\/06\/imgres1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-78\" src=\"http:\/\/pages.vassar.edu\/exodo\/files\/2015\/06\/imgres1.jpg\" alt=\"Cien a\u00f1os de soledad\" width=\"285\" height=\"177\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/pages.vassar.edu\/exodo\/files\/2015\/06\/pedro_paramo.jpg\"><span style=\"color: #ff9900\">&#8220;Todav\u00eda no tenemos un muerto -dijo \u00e9l-. Uno no es de ninguna parte mientras no tenga un muerto bajo la tierra.&#8221;<\/span><br \/>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/pages.vassar.edu\/exodo\/files\/2015\/06\/pedro_paramo.jpg\">\u201cHe really had been through death, but he had returned because he could not bear the solitude.\u201d<br \/>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff9900\">\u201cDeath really did not matter to him but life did, and therefore the sensation he felt when they gave their decision was not a feeling of fear but of nostalgia.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline\"><em><strong><span style=\"color: #0000ff;text-decoration: underline\">Aura by Carlos Fuentes<\/span><\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/pages.vassar.edu\/exodo\/files\/2015\/06\/images.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-79\" src=\"http:\/\/pages.vassar.edu\/exodo\/files\/2015\/06\/images.jpg\" alt=\"Aura \" width=\"275\" height=\"183\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #0000ff\">\u201cNo volver\u00e1s a mirar tu reloj, ese objeto inservible que mide falsamente el tiempo acordado a la vanidad humana, esas manecillas que marcan tediosamente las largas horas inventadas para enga\u00f1ar el verdadero tiempo, el tiempo que corre con la velocidad insultante, mortal, que ning\u00fan reloj puede medir. Una vida, un siglo, cincuenta a\u00f1os: ya no te ser\u00e1 posible imaginar esas medidas mentirosas, ya no te ser\u00e1 posible tomar entre las manos ese polvo sin cuerpo.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #0000ff\">\u201cOriginality&#8217; is the sickness of modernity that wishes to see itself as something new, always new, in order continually to witness its own birth. In doing so, modernity is that fashionable illusion which only speaks to death\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today we&#8217;re sharing some of the research of our Ex\u00f3do summer multi-arts collective! 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