Tina Modotti, 1921. Foto por Edward Weston. |
Pure your gentle name, pure your fragile life,
bees, shadows, fire, snow, silence and foam,
combined with steel and wire and
pollen to make up your firm
and delicate being.
bees, shadows, fire, snow, silence and foam,
combined with steel and wire and
pollen to make up your firm
and delicate being.
—Pablo Neruda’s epitaph for Tina Modotti
Born
in Italy in 1896, photographer Tina Modotti lived an extraordinary
life. Migrating as a teenager with her father to the United States, she
began her working life as a textile worker. Drawn to the cultural scene
in Los Angeles, she became an actor in some early Hollywood silent
movies. Moving to Mexico in the 1920s, she became a contemporary of
Frida Kahlo, Diego Rivera, and Julio Antonio Mella. She is portrayed in
several of Diego Rivera’s murals and, as Rivera’s photographer, she
photographed many of his murals as he worked and after they were
completed.
Deeply
involved in the revolutionary movements of her time, she fought in
Spain’s Civil War in the 1930s, where she met Pablo Neruda. She later
lived in the Soviet Union but found the repressive atmosphere there
stifling. This edition features text in English and Spanish.
As one of the most outstanding female photographers of the twentieth century, Tina Modotti
was initially trained by the iconic US photographer Edward Weston. She
later developed a unique documentary style of photography. Profoundly
influenced by the post-revolutionary cultural and political fervor in
Mexico, she became internationally recognized for her photographs of
that country. She died there at the age of forty-six. (Source: http://www.modotti.com/?p=386)
En su lápida en el panteón Dolores, Cuidad de México:
Tal vez tu corazón oye crecer la última rosa
de ayer, la última rosa de ayer, la nueva rosa.
Descansa dulcemente, hermana.
Puro es tu dulce nombre, pura es tu frágil vida
de abeja, sombra, fuego, nieve, silencio, espuma,
de acero, línea, polen, se construyó tu férrea,
tu delgada estructura.
En su lápida en el panteón Dolores, Cuidad de México:
Tina Modotti, hermana, no duermes, no, no duermes.
Tal vez tu corazón oye crecer la última rosa
de ayer, la última rosa de ayer, la nueva rosa.
Descansa dulcemente, hermana.
Puro es tu dulce nombre, pura es tu frágil vida
de abeja, sombra, fuego, nieve, silencio, espuma,
de acero, línea, polen, se construyó tu férrea,
tu delgada estructura.
─El epitafio de Pablo Neruda para Tina Modotti.
Calla, 1925. Tina Modotti. |
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