Ieri am aflat de dou\u0103 decese, \u015fi ambele mi-au atins sufletul. Dar \u00een moduri diferite. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Diminea\u0163a, am aflat de moartea Iuliei Marin. O jurnalist\u0103 t\u00e2n\u0103r\u0103, extrem de talentat\u0103, de curajoas\u0103 \u015fi de atent\u0103 la detalii, “un condei sclipitor”, cum ar spune criticii din 1980. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nu o cuno\u015fteam personal, dar \u00eei respectam \u015fi-i admiram munca, lucrurile pentru care lupta, talentul de a reda expresiv situa\u0163ii \u015fi instinctul de investigator. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dar Iulia lupta de c\u00e2\u0163iva ani cu depresia. C\u0103uta, \u00eempreun\u0103 cu speciali\u015fti, tratamentul care s\u0103-i redea setea de via\u0163\u0103 \u015fi inspira\u0163ia. \u015ei undeva, ceva, s-a fr\u00e2nt. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mi-aduc aminte c\u00e2nd eram copil, iar s\u0103n\u0103tatea era de la sine \u00een\u0163eleas\u0103, cum b\u0103tr\u00e2nii vremii r\u0103spundeau la orice urare de bine: “S\u0103n\u0103tate s\u0103 avem”. Iar eu d\u0103deam ochii peste cap: “Ce mare lucru e s\u0103n\u0103tatea, e normal\u0103 \u015fi gratis, de ce nu vre\u0163i putere, bani, c\u0103l\u0103torii \u015fi ursule\u0163i guma\u0163i Haribo?” <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Iat\u0103 c\u0103 acum mi se dovede\u015fte c\u0103 da, b\u0103tr\u00e2nii vremii aveau dreptate, iar eu eram un copil stupid. S\u0103n\u0103tatea e nepre\u0163uit\u0103 \u015fi inestimabil\u0103, iar noi, cei \u00een linii mari s\u0103n\u0103to\u015fi \u015fi func\u0163ionali, ar trebui s\u0103 fim nespus de ferici\u0163i \u015fi de recunosc\u0103tori pentru \u00eenc\u0103 o zi \u00een care suntem liberi intern \u015fi extern s\u0103 ne facem treaba a\u015fa cum dorim. Sau, m\u0103 rog, nu mereu cum dorim, e \u00eentotdeauna loc de mai bine, dar oricum, suntem liberi s\u0103 o facem. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Al doilea deces de care am auzit m-a zdruncinat din temelii, pentru c\u0103 e vorba de una dintre profesoarele mele preferate de la UNATC, doamna Sanda Manu. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Am avut-o pe doamna Sanda timp de un semestru \u015fi a fost unul dintre oamenii care mi-au deschis ochii legat de libertatea nem\u0103rginit\u0103 de crea\u0163ie de care se poate bucura un artist. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Chit c\u0103 Rom\u00e2nia e plin\u0103 de facult\u0103\u0163i de arte \u015fi de teatru, foarte pu\u0163ini oameni \u015ftiu cu adev\u0103rat s\u0103 predea arte. Mul\u0163i o fac la modul despotic \u015fi abuziv, “eu sunt marele maestru \u015fi-\u0163i ar\u0103t \u0163ie modul MEU de a face art\u0103, pe care \u0163i-l impun cu biciul \u015fi cu joarda, \u015fi te insult legat de cum ar\u0103\u0163i, c\u00e2te kilograme ai, forma corpului, expresia fe\u0163ei, etc. etc. p\u00e2n\u0103 te transform \u00eentr-o mas\u0103 amorf\u0103 de umilin\u0163\u0103 \u015fi lacrimi.” <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dar doamna Sanda Manu era printre profesorii pu\u0163ini \u015fi rari care \u015ftiau a declan\u015fa spiritul artistic autentic \u015fi original al unui om presupune s\u0103 ape\u015fi pe cu totul alte butoane \u015fi s\u0103-i pui la dispozi\u0163ie cu totul alt arsenal. Jocul, creativitatea, modul \u00een care te stimula intelectual \u015fi emo\u0163ional \u00een fiecare zi sunt printre cele mai frumoase amintiri pe care le am din perioada facult\u0103\u0163ii. Am iubit fiecare minut din cursurile ei, \u015fi marele meu regret este c\u0103 nu le pot parcurge din nou, cu maturitatea, \u00eencrederea \u00een for\u0163ele proprii \u015fi experien\u0163a de acum. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dar \u015fi mai marele meu regret este c\u0103 nu am \u015ftiut niciodat\u0103 s\u0103-i mul\u0163umesc pentru inspira\u0163ie \u015fi pentru focul pe care a \u015ftiut s\u0103 mi-l trezeasc\u0103 la via\u0163\u0103. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Vede\u0163i voi, c\u00e2nd e\u015fti un copil abuzat \u015fi extrem, dar extrem de nefericit, care nu prime\u015fte nimic de acas\u0103 \u015fi alearg\u0103 ca un disperat \u00eentre facultate \u015fi un job din care se \u00eentre\u0163ine singur, e\u015fti prea epuizat suflete\u015fte s\u0103 ar\u0103\u0163i apreciere \u015fi recuno\u015ftin\u0163\u0103, s\u0103 g\u0103se\u015fti cuvintele potrivite sau s\u0103 \u00eei spui omului ce \u00eenseamn\u0103 existen\u0163a lui pentru tine. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00cen copil\u0103rie, am fost tratat\u0103 mereu ca un balast nedorit \u015fi ca o cantitate neglijabil\u0103, de aceea nu consideram la 20 de ani c\u0103 are vreo importan\u0163\u0103 ce cred \u015fi ce simt eu. \u015ei de aceea t\u0103ceam mult \u015fi speram c\u0103 oamenii simt ce le transmit telepatic. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nu \u015ftiu dac\u0103 Sanda Manu a sim\u0163it vreodat\u0103 telepatic c\u00e2t de mult o pre\u0163uiesc \u015fi c\u00e2t\u0103 recuno\u015ftin\u0163\u0103 \u00eei port, dar REGRET, REGRET, REGRET c\u0103 nu am putut s\u0103 i-o spun omene\u015fte, cu vorbe \u015fi cu demnitate. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
REGRET c\u0103 nu pot da timpul \u00eenapoi s\u0103 le spun tuturor celor care mi-au dat ceva din mintea \u015fi din sufletul lor c\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 \u00eencurajarea \u015fi inspira\u0163ia lor, azi, eu nu a\u015f fi eu. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Poate \u00eentr-o via\u0163\u0103 viitoare. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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