terça-feira, 5 de fevereiro de 2019
HOW I LEARNED TO USE CHINESE SEALS
Once, at the worst moment of my career, I was sitting with Si Fu on his balcony at his home in the Barra da Tijuca neighborhood. It was night, Gui and William were painting the wall of Si Fu's living room, and he gave me his full attention. I remember saying something like: "Si Fu, we are very different!" - Sitting on the other side of the couch that stood on his balcony, with both legs over it, he asked, "What do you mean?"- Then I explained to him- , "... It's like a beach ... Like I was at the water's edge ..." - "Explain better,"- he said. I went on: "... My two great references are you and my grandfather. My grandfather is like the sand: The bully way, to punch and kick, to solve everything with that 'macho attitude', is more familiar to me. You're like the sea. It's like I step into a boat and see the sand farther and farther, and it scares me ... You have the courage to make decisions that I think I would never have ... I think it is. more or less, the sea scares me, the sand is quieter ... "
Oito anos antes...
Eight years before ...
Naquele final de Sábado de 2011, Vladimir e Gui,dois dos meus irmãos Kung Fu, cuidavam da manutenção do Mo Gun. E, por alguma razão, Si Fu começou a me pedir para fazer algumas pequenas coisas que para mim eram um verdadeiro exercício de paciência como: Enquadrar, de forma centralizada, uma foto de Si Taai Gung Moy Yat numa moldura estilo "sanduiche"...
It was a Saturday afternoon. I had just started the activities as Director of the MYVT Meier School. Iconic figures such as André Almeida, Fabio Sá, Rodrigo Moreira and Clayton Meireles, neither dreamed of starting to practice at Méier School.
At the end of Saturday of 2011, Vladimir and Gui, two of my Kung Fu brothers, took care of the maintenance of the Mo Gun. And, for some reason, Si Fu started asking me to do some little things that for me were a real exercise in patience: How to frame, centrally, a photo of Si Taai Gung Moy Yat in a "sandwich" style frame. .
Pacientemente, Si Fu me explicou como usar estes selos, de forma que toda a arte insculpida neles,saísse no papel. e depois me pediu: "Quero que você passe para o papel de maneira uniforme e perfeita, todos os carimbos, de forma a podermos mais tarde plastificá-los."
After that, Si Fu(PHOTO) spoke a bit about the stone seals made by Si Taai Gung Moy Yat and which had been given to him over the years. Some contained his "Kung Fu Name", another named the "Rio School", and a few more in different formats.
Patiently, Si Fu explained to me how to use these seals, so that all the art inscribed on them, could came out on paper. and then asked me, "I want you to put on the paper uniformly and perfectly, all the stamps, so that we can later plasticize them."
Decidi que deveria acabar rápido, mas quanto mais corria, pior ficava.
The first attempts were completely painless, and I had an aggravation: I had committed myself to finish that "mission", but at the time, I was dating a girl who lived on the other side of the city. I was in the West Zone and she lived in the North Zone, and from all the justifications I had used up to that moment, how could I cancel our date by saying, "Hey, Si Fu asked me to stamp some sheets of paper ..."?
I decided I should end it fast, but the more I ran, the worse it got.
I was at war within me! Nothing made sense! I started thinking about why I was doing it! What is the real need of those stamps Saturday at 18:00? And I had not even left the first ... I thought about giving up sometimes and giving some 'excuse', but I knew that if I left, it did not matter if Si Fu did not discover that it was just an 'excuse', I would know the truth, and I would feel "defeated".
It was then that Daniel Anchieta, the son of dear Vladimir, appeared in the kitchen and asked what I was doing. Who knows me, knows how much I love children! And when I found myself, I was smiling. All thanks to Daniel's presence. Besides, I did not think it was appropriate to keep making my "ugly faces" and "snort of irritation" in front of him.
More relaxed, I realized that I was playing the instruments, even the napkins, in a more delicate way. And like magic, the ink began to move more and more to the paper. I can remember clearly, of feeling my heart soar. For a millisecond, I remembered my date, but I was so excited about my progress that all that mattered was the seals, the ink, and the sheet of paper.
Suddenly, I was not in such a hurry. The photo you see above, was taken by Dani, while I pretended that the seal´s ink was blood coming out of my nose. If you can imagine a small child dying of laughter (laughs) that is the sound of this photo.
Then finally I was able to pass the ink onto the paper. It was already night when I finished, I had to cancel my datet, and in the following, I went out to have some soup in the restaurant "Alley" with Si Fu, Guilherme, Vlad and Daniel.
Seis anos depois...
Six years later...
Six years later, at the residence of thirteenth-generation disciple Keith Markus. I delivered the first "Kung Fu Names" of Thirteenth Generation of the history of the Moy Yat Lineage in Latin America. And if you notice, on the document I used my personal carved stone seal. The same skill learned that Saturday afternoon of 2011.
Se eu voltar por um momento, até aquela varanda enquanto falava para Si Fu do desafio de segui-lo,por sempre me colocar em situações que desafiam desde a minha paciência, mas principalmente minha inteligência e perseverança. Não dá pra dizer que é muito diferente de quando ele me pediu que carimbasse aquelas folhas de papel. Não poderia imaginar sentado ali, preocupado com um encontro, que poucos anos depois, estaria carimbando os documentos com os "Nomes Kung Fu" de meus futuros discípulos. Porém, mais interessante ainda, é descobrir, como a habilidade de seguir seu Si Fu, permite com que você deixe para trás camadas, que lhe impedem de ir muito mais longe, do que sequer sonhou.
Agora, nunca me pareceu tão certo, me aventurar mar adentro...
In the twenty-first year of uninterrupted living with Si Fu, last week I confirmed my second trip with him to the European continent between the 1st and 11th of March. A journey that goes far beyond my person, because at this very moment, it is difficult even to measure the benefits that this movement could generate in the future.
If I go back for a moment to that balcony while talking to Si Fu of the challenge of following him, for always putting me in situations that challenge from my patience, but mainly my intelligence and perseverance, it can not be said that it is very different when he asked me to stamp those sheets of paper. I could not imagine sitting there, worried about a date, that a few years later would be stamping documents with the "Kung Fu Names" of my disciples. But even more interesting is finding out how the ability to follow your Si Fu allows you to leave behind layers that keep you from going much further than you even dreamed.
Now, it never seemed so right, venturing out to sea ...
The Disicple of Master Julio Camacho
Thiago Pereira "Moy Fat Lei"