Photo from own collection
Landhuis Bloefhof, 25 October 2010
I sat on the wooden floor of Lanhuis Bloemhof, the gallery filled with chatter and anticipation for three movies made by Frank and Tita M. Chumaceiro in the 1950’s and beginning of the 1960’s in Curacao. The first movie, ten minutes of music and dance; the men in white suits, the women is long dresses as the band at the Piscadera resort plays a local waltz. As the movie goes on, the audience joins in with the singing and the air is filled with a wonderful sense of nostalgia.
The fashion, though over 50 years ago, makes the 2010 Louis Vuitton winter collection come alive (combined with some “Mad Men”).
The second film brings back scenes of when traveling still had its allure; the women walking off the cruise-ships in beautiful dresses and heels and walking into airplanes with little white gloves (despite the heat). The scenery of the island, so wonderfully shown, makes one smile of happiness just to realize that we live on this wonderful ‘rock’.
The third film brings us more music and dance; gorgeously dressed women sitting by the ocean singing and dancing and a wonderful closing scene of an incredibly proud group of people singing as they celebrate the beginning of the Netherlands Antilles.
And so, on this very special Monday in October, I left Landhuis Bloemhof, my grandma holding on to me (or I onto her…) appreciating evermore this paradise island that we call home.
Painting by Gustav Klimt
The Kiss Has Powers Too Refine
Those Angry Thoughts In Our Mind.
For Harsh Anguish, It Has Answers,
Turning Hard Hearts Into Romancers
Where Or When In History's Flow,
How It Was Started, We Do Not Know.
Nothing On Earth Is Its Equal,
Except Its Repeat In Rapturous Sequel.
The Kiss Engulfs A Range Of Emotions.
Representing Love's Great Devotions.
This Nectar Of Love In Suppliant Sips,
Explodes As It Enfolds On Willing Lips.
Its Foundation Is In Every Nation.
All May Enjoy Its Intimate Sensation.
a Kiss Requires So Little Urge,
And Offers Each An Electric Surge!
There Is Nothing Close To Contend
With Its Soft, Succulent Blend.
Without The Slightest In Persistence,
a Kiss Travels To A Higher Existence.
All Worldly Hurts We May Share
Are Quickly Vanquished In Its Flair.
Our Life Attains Its Highest Peak
When Kissing A Child On Its Cheek.
We Thank The Gods, Wherever They Be
For Allowing Kisses Through History.
This World Would Truly Be Amiss.
If We Could Not Enjoy The Exotic Bliss.
That's Always As Close
As Our Next Little Kiss