“Fernando, you said we would get to see the Pegasus today,” I said.
“Ah, yes. You still want to see it?” was his coy response.
“Yes. Tell me how to get there”
“I will show you.”
Once we were back in town the drive to the park where his art is on display took all of a few minutes, not far from my house. I had never been there before. For those familiar with the area we came up Simon Lopez from the Plazuela de Calal Cala and entered to the North after passing Beijin, the park is next to a canal on Awki Tupaji (I am pretty sure) about five blocks up from Simon Lopez. To think that it was so close, yet unknown to me, was like a juicy secret had been kept for just this special moment now whispered in my ear.
The story goes that the piece was done in dedication to a dear friend of Fernando Crespo named Ulises Hermosa when he passed away after a battle with cancer. He was a member of a famous Bolivian folkloric group called Los Kjarkas (clicking that link allows you to hear their music and read some about them). Actually, the whole park where the sculpture stands is dedicated to the memory of this man.
Lyrics by Ulysis Hermosa (hermosa means beautiful)
on Pegasus piece by Fernando Crespo
(Ayer planté un arbolito)
Yesterday I planted a little tree
(Al borde de mi destino)
On the edge of my destiny
(Con el tiempo luminoso)
With the passage of the season of brilliance
(Era feliz y crecía…)
I [or it] was happy and grew…
(…ese arbolito querido)
…this dear little tree
(el que guardaba mis sueños)
That held my dreams
(Ahora refleja mi vida)
Now reflects my life
(Son extraños los misterios)
Strange are the mysteries
Yes, mysteries are strange. They are also awe inspiring, wonderful and call for reflection.
Here are the links to the whole story:
And finally this post: Fernando Crespo’s Pegasus at Parque Ulises Hermosa