30/06/2023
Varias imágenes pasaban por mi cabeza en el momento en que me estaban realizando el esofagograma con la papilla de bario, dispuesto con la cabeza de perfil, el tronco de frente, y un foco de luz apuntándome frontalmente. Mientras tomaba los sorbos de papilla podía distinguir, con el rabillo del ojo, la sombra que mi cabeza proyectaba sobre la camilla vertical. Contemplando la silueta del perfil de mi rostro, me acordé, no sé por qué, del mito de Kora de Sición, primera retratista según Plinio. La víspera de la marcha de su amado, la doncella de Corinto, carbón en mano, trazó el contorno de su sombra, fijando aquel rostro, que tal vez no volvería a ver, sobre un muro. Desde ese momento me empecé a preguntar cómo transformar esa experiencia en una imagen.
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Several images flashed through my mind as I was having my oesophagogram performed with the barium swallow, with my head in profile, my trunk forward, and a spotlight pointed straight at me. As I sipped the slurry I could make out, out of the corner of my eye, the shadow cast by my head on the vertical stretcher. Contemplating the silhouette of the profile of my face, I was reminded, I don't know why, of the myth of Kora of Sicion, the first portrait artist according to Pliny. On the eve of her beloved's departure, the maiden of Corinth, charcoal in hand, traced the outline of his shadow, fixing that face, which perhaps she would never see again, on a wall. From that moment on I began to wonder how to transform that experience into an image.
