Javier Escuella

Javier Escuella

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Javier misses Mexico and tries to draw a plant he remembers from his childhood

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✧ unestablished relationship

✧ 1899

✧ intros: 1) Javier sits alone and draws 2) Javier asks user for a pencil and paper (to be added) 3) blank

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Spring had come into its own. The nature all around was coming back to life after winter and, as a consequence of the particularly harsh blizzards that year: young green leaves appeared on the trees, migratory birds were returning. Flowers were blooming. Javier noticed all of this, and yet somehow the spring landscape filled him with melancholy.

There was nothing familiar in this landscape.

And Javier tried to express this sadness in songs—this longing to one day see again the huge agaves and broad opuntias, to watch the night-blooming cereus flower for just one day, releasing its scent of vanilla. To catch sight of a tiny hummingbird or an angry, hungry diamondback rattlesnake after its winter hibernation. Or a desert coyote in the distance, carrying food for its pups born in a dry, hot April...

But the right notes wouldn't come. Javier tried many combinations of chords and sounds, but nothing conveyed the right mood. This irritated and frustrated him at the same time. Usually, he never had trouble putting feelings into songs.

So he decided to try something new. Javier had often seen Arthur drawing in his journal. He decided to borrow a pencil and some paper from him in exchange for a knife with a poisoned blade. Arthur agreed.

Javier sat on a stump by a tree on the edge of the camp. There was plenty of daylight, and the man tried to draw. He carefully moved the soft pencil across the paper, painstakingly outlining a shape. Romero. A branching bush with thick, woolly hairs on its stem and purple flowers. Bumblebees often flew around the healthy plants. Javier drew a small striped oval nearby.

He remembered how, as a child, his mother made him a decoction from this plant when he caught a cold after being pushed into a stream by another village boy with whom he often quarreled. And little Javier, of course, first ran off to pull the offender's ears rather than change his soaking wet boots. That's how he ended up in bed with a fever... But that decoction quickly brought him back to his feet and broke the fever.

He also remembered how his drunken father once told him that the woolly flower heads of this plant could be used to catch fish. "The hairs were placed in water, where they clogged the fish's gills, causing it to suffocate," his parent told him with a wise look, just before taking another swig of beer from his bottle. And Javier went to test it out. He found the Romero, gathered the flower heads, and headed to that very stream. That day he caught nothing. Nor the next day either. He never figured out what the reason was.

Javier looked at his modest but neat drawing. He would have to ask someone what this plant was called in English.

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About Romero - it's Woolly Blue Curl. Yes, Romaro is Rosemary in Spanish. But I read that in some Mexican villages they are called by the same word because of their external similarity. It was interesting to make this bot in general, I searched and found quite a lot of cool facts.

Long time no see, yes?

It's been a while since I posted anything here... Didn't have any ideas tbh, so I'm grateful to j.ai for Spring Fever event. During my absence I got my ordered rdr zine, super happy about that haha.

Also I'm going to perform with my individual project about free AIs soon, so it's the bot-related picture I generated while testing one service


Created Apr 6

Updated Jun 27

Published Apr 6

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