An interesting soul [Un’anima interessante]

_ Italiano _

Qualche giorno fa ho incontrato casualmente un’immagine nuova. Ho visto migliaia di volte persone sedute ai bordi delle strade a dipingere, vendere cianfrusaglie, fare bolle di sapone, incantare i passanti con trucchetti di magia o semplicemente intenti a chiedere l’elemosina, spesso vengono chiamati Homeless o meglio ancora, Artisti di strada, sicuramente la categoria più interessante.

La cosa particolare dell’artista di strada di cui voglio parlarvi oggi è che a differenza degli altri artisti lui vende parole. Scrive poesie su commissione. Nella sua lingua madre ovviamente, l’Inglese. Jonny Heat, è questo il suo nome, dà la possibilità ai passanti di scegliere l’argomento della poesia e nel giro di qualche minuto gli consegna un piccolo pezzo di sè, una scheggia della sua anima.

Ovviamente non siamo riusciti a guardarlo e tirare dritto facendo finta di nulla. Davanti all’Arco di Trionfo di Barcellona Jonny ha composto questa poesia. L’argomento? Ovviamente il Viaggio

Vi lascio i contatti di Jonny: Instagram – Facebook

_ English _

Somedays ago I met a new scene in front of me. I saw thousands of times people sat on the sidewalks trying to sell me a paintings, every kind of things, playing as a wizards or just asking me for money. We usually call them Homeless, or better, Streets artist, I can assure you, I prefer this second categorie.

The Street artist I’m talking about has a difference from others thousands you can meet down you house. He sells words. He writes poems for you. In english obviously, his mother language. Jonny Heat gives you the possibilities to choose a topic and in few minutes he writes a perfect poem about that, in few minutes he gives you a little part of him, a splinter of his soul.

Obviously we could not just give a look at him and don’t try this kind of art. With the Arch of Triumph looked at us Jonny wrote this beautiful poem on his old “portable” Olivetti. The topic? Travel, obviously.

I leave you Jonny’s contacts: Instagram – Facebook

GO

Sometimes I get used to life
that’s when I know
I need to go

When my feet touch down
on unknow ground
suddenly I remember
what it’s like
to be light
as air

A new place, new sounds
new smells, new
details, new food

It makes me feel
like I too
might just become
something new

Fill yourself with newness
as soon as you get comfortable

Fill yourself with it
and let it flow out
leaving you
clean, a fresh human being
full of the worls, but
feather light

Go
know yourself

as newness, taking form
and vanishing again
so go
make the whole world
your home

Jonny Heath
Barcelona
30.3.19