Stories from the front


Security on a street corner in an upscale Bogota neighborhood

Security on a street corner in an upscale Bogota neighborhood

Stories from the Front

Anyone want to hear about the summer I spent living with a group of young journalists, in a South American country in the midst of a civil war?  Oh, wait – that’s this summer – and it’s not as dramatic as all that.   While everything I said in the first sentence is factually correct; it’s also horribly misleading.

I live in an exciting, wealthy cosmopolitan city where the murmurs of FARC and continuing peace talks garner little notice – unless, of course, you are living in the corporate offices of Colombia Reports.  But otherwise, paramilitaries are not a big part of my daily life with the exception of the occasional amputee in the park.

(This is not to minimize the horrors faced by the populace for the last fifty years, but to avoid over-sensationalizing daily life here.)

 

lost his leg due to a landmine

lost his leg due to a landmine

Daily concerns

A bigger concern is a more basic one – for any woman alone in any major city, particularly as a traveler navigating a foreign city, and foreign language: the usual safety concerns to avoid being victimized.  So, I worry more about being mugged for my purse than being kidnapped and held by gangs or para-military groups.  Living here is like living in Chicago, Detroit, and Washington D.C in that respect.  But that’s not always what people want to hear.

Flashy Headlines

Big headlines attract readers, but substance and content are what’s really important.   So instead of trading in on ‘war stories’ with my readers, I try to bring portraits of daily life in Colombia and other parts of Latin America.  It’s not as flashy; and exciting – but it’s worthwhile reading all the same.  So with that in mind, I hope you enjoy reading about the lives of some of the people I encounter in my travels.

Talking to Wilmer Villa Miranda of Arte & Glamour


I am back in Mexicali (for the time being) but I was so busy during the last few weeks that I didn’t get to finish some of my posts talking about the interesting people I’ve met – and places I’ve seen..  I certainly don’t want to skip over Wilmer Villa.

Wilmer

He’s not famous, nor is he a surgeon – but just like so many of the people I’ve met in Colombia – he has a story to tell.  It’ didn’t start as an interview, but then it rarely does – it started out as a visit to a salon on Calle 115 No 59 – 35 with a friend.  But as Wilmer talked about his new salon (his first), and we celebrated the one month anniversary of his shoppe, a story started to  form.

No, he hasn’t invented a cure for cancer – or even a way to arrest the  relentless aging  process.  But he has managed to create a tranquil little spot in the middle of Bogotá for people to come and enjoy themselves for a few hours.

It hasn’t been easy – but with the help of a good friend (and long-time client), Alcira Acosta de  Chaves, Wilmer was able to move out of the previous salon where he had a chair to establish his own salon.  It’s a dream that has been several years in the making – which is obvious as soon as you enter the salon.

Everything is immaculate; organized and set out in a classically elegant black/white and silver scheme that evokes the 1940’s heyday of glamour.  But it’s more than just a place for a haircut or a manicure, Wilmer. 27, states.  It’s the entire package – the total experience, he explains, as he pours a client a cup of herbal tea.

“People can come here and get away from all the negative, and the stress [of their daily lives.]  We are here for more than just hair, and make-up. we are here for laughter, smiles and good times with friends.

His cheerful attitude is infectious, and as clients come in, he and Almira take time to explain the philosophy of the shop, and the experience.  “I want this place to be different” – it’s not a place for catty remarks, or cutting down of self-esteem.  It’s not about malicious gossip or sarcasm, ” We don’t need any of that here,” he says.  “It’s a place for people to form long-term relationships, share celebrations, milestones and happy events,” he adds.  And he means it – as each person enters, he greets them by name, they share a smile or a silly story.

It’s nice – and certainly different from many of the other salons in the area.  It isn’t about the up sell, or preying on women’s insecurities about their looks to sell services*.  They seem to genuinely enjoy their customers and in making their clients look and feel their best.

wilmer2

About Wilmer:

Wilmer, the child of a Colombian mother and a Venezuelan father, was born Cucuta, near the border.  He grew up in Chinacota, Colombia near the border with Venezuela.  He attended cosmetology school in Perico before coming to Bogotá.

After finishing school, he come to Bogotá to apprentice with several well-known stylists such as Hernan Abandano, and received a scholarship for additional training as a colorist.  He eventually received international certifications as a stylist and colorist – and has been a stylist for seven years.

He talks about how these experiences have shaped his life, and his outlook.  “I like to meet people from different places, and hear more about their lives.  I am learning English because I enjoy meeting and talking to Americans – and hearing their ideas and perspectives.”

Maybe Wilmer isn’t changing the world – but he is making it a more pleasant place.

*There is nothing more disheartening in my opinion than going for a manicure than being offered, “How about if we fix your hair” or “some Botox for those wrinkles”.. Or some other, more personal reminders that beauty, particularly in Latin America, is sometimes seen as more important that what’s inside.

Talking with Andres Barrientos, Colombian film director


He lives at the top of the world, I think as I climb the hills of Bogota to his studio.   In a sliver of the window of his modest work space, the whole of Bogota is laid out beneath me.  I wonder how this affects the Bogota native’s work; which is dark, profound and futuristic in nature.

Film Director, Andres Barrientos

In a city where chance meetings are common, I had the good fortune to sit next to a charming and attractive young man at a friend’s dinner party.  As we made the usual small talk, he mentioned that he was a filmmaker.

Now, growing up in California, I had met my share of ‘filmmakers,’ all of who were the self-proclaimed ‘next Scorsese’ or ‘Tarentino’, and all of whom were waiting tables.  So we talked about YouTube and the like, along with one of his current projects, while I remained mainly grateful for the timely rescue his appearance made from the boorish oaf on the other side of me.  He was interesting and charming enough that I offered to interview for him for my modest little blog.

Imagine my surprise to find out that he’s not the next Clint Eastwood.  Or even Tarentino. No, he’s the Andres Barrientos, one of Colombia’s youngest critically acclaimed directors with over fifteen films (and numerous awards) to his credit.   Despite my appalling lapse, he was delightful, kind and prompt.  (The last is especially notable in Colombia, where time has its own interpretation.)

Andres Barrientos, working in his studio

It will take several days to unravel the complexities of Mr. Barrientos and his work – but I’ll be talking more about him and the three projects he is currently working on over at the Examiner.com.

Update: the full article can be seen here.