by Emma Tristán | Aug 31, 2025 | Articles
I was six years old when my grandfather died. My nono. I was very young, but I have some very vivid memories of him. I remember one afternoon when it was pouring rain, and I was sitting on the porch of his house. Suddenly, I decided to drink water from a stream that...
by Jurgen Ureña | Aug 31, 2025 | Articles
A few days ago, we held a basketball game between the students and professors at the university where I teach. To say we held it is just a figure of speech. Or rather, it’s something only those of us who won the game say, because, against all odds, we...
by Mariela Sáenz | Aug 19, 2025 | Articles
Juan lives in Orosi, surrounded by mountains where you can hear the murmur of the river winding through the valley. His days are spent tending to a few small plots of land and dreaming of expanding his property to produce more coffee. A neighbor wanted to sell him a...
by Emma Tristán | Aug 13, 2025 | Articles
A few weeks ago, I visited visual artist Moisés Barrios in his studio in Guatemala City. Moisés showed me his most recent pictorial work and invited me to write a text to accompany his exhibition Paradisiaca. In this text, I explore the main elements that are...
by Emma Tristán | Aug 10, 2025 | Articles
After four hours on the road, the bus stopped on a gravel road next to one of those endless pineapple farms in the northern Caribbean. Luckily, it wasn’t pouring with rain, as is almost always the case during the rainy season. There was barely any rain. Armed...
by Emma Tristán | Jul 27, 2025 | Articles
We went up in a 4×4 to the top of Panama Hill near Nicoya. The ride was not long, but it was rocky and slippery. On the road there was one of those clays that stick relentlessly to the soles of your shoes and gradually loosen, leaving trails all over the house....
