Salute to Károl de Rueda

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Károl, Fabrica’s adored and esteemed writer (and this blog’s darling), slipped out of the building last spring in the kind of impassioned, mysterious way typical of this mexican enigma. She continued writing for Fabrica from an undisclosed location on the great American continent. Recently, I persuaded her to write about her own experience here…this is what she had to say:
What was life like before Fabrica?
As usual, surprising and unpredictable.
I was freelancing graphic design in both Mexico and the US, as well as editing and writing about life and its mysterious ways. I was also learning, besides English, that life is way too short to stay still intimidated by your ideas and dreams.
What was life like at Fabrica?
Contradictory; painful, heartbreaking, frustrating, disappointing, but also fascinating, exhilarating, enriching, glorious. Life at Fabrica was full of that rare passion that turns the boredom of a customary life into the magical, the utopian and the extraordinary.
Did you learn anything during your time here?
In fact, everyday was a learning experience. I learned about Italian culture, falling in love with it. I learned about diversity, about fascinating cultures and recondite places, about sounds, ways of life and certainly about food.
And at the end, in a place that deliberately denies the worries of adulthood and offers you a unique mental freedom that undresses your true personality, I realized how much I learned about myself.
Most memorable moments?
Way too many! But I will never forget that beautiful three days birthday party (especially the Gargantua day!), also night talking with Julia and Nam, balcony sun enjoying with Lizy, dance awakening with Mike and Nic, eat traveling with Anto, canal walking alone. Dinners with Christianito’s parents, hot arguments with Nobu, ichating with Paolo, brujeando with Cosimo. So many moments! Beer with fries after football, cooking for everyone, the gelato nights, dinners in Venice, Italian cover bands (especially Guns ‘n Roses!), all the travels. And of course the bike rides, especially those when the city was sleeping. What a beautiful and peaceful place!
Most memorable people?
This is truly the best of Fabrica. The most important achievement of all is to share your life with the most amazing people and learn from them; all my lovely roommates including of course the queen of tiramisú, my dearest insanity man, my Celtic chick, the eternal lambada dancer, the exceptional photographer and the photographer who pretends to be a journalist, the designer with soul of philosopher, mis queridísimos culeros, el poeta cubano, the wise maker of Il Secolo Veloce, the amusing English characters, mr Bob Dylan, the brazilian heat, the patient snowboarding teacher, los camotes poblanos, the sweet bike sharer, the greatest Japanese impersonator, los boludos, the nonstop Austrian dancer, the Spanish energy, the amazing Indian spice, the original Australian sense of humor. The beautiful kiwi; the most wonderful and greater listener. And of course the formaggio ladies, who not matter what, where there for me five days a week.
I am taking all of them home with me.
Worst moments?
Even that is contradictory at Fabrica, because when you leave, you miss the pain of the bad days, but at the same time, you suffer thinking about the old wonderful times. It’s all good!
What advice would you have wanted before coming here?
Create without permission, collaborate with as many people as you can, share and find support to realize your projects, and don’t fall in love with inexpensive good wine; is a deeply painful break up….
Future plans?
Keep freelancing, keep learning, keep moving, keep dancing, keep listening.
Keep growing.
Any parting words?
Lets start getting ready for the First Former Fabricanti Reunion (definitely!) and of course, an enormous thanks to Mr Benetton, who believes in diversity, freedom and multiculturalism in the name of creativity.
¡Hasta siempre!
Károl, keep us posted….bestitos.