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Susana Grassino
(Terylene)
I
came into the world in 1958, during a decade of transition that saw many
key changes, and then grew up during the 60s, in the middle of a whirlpool
of events that would make history. Not surprisingly my nature denotes
an extreme eagerness to discover what I don't know, to investigate what
I ignore, and to pass on what I learn (providing I learn something...).
Perhaps as a rare
combination of such tendencies, I embraced polymer chemistry as a profession,
and literature as a passion. With this, coupled to my exclusive liking
for the classic cinema; my craziness about (among others) classical music
and British rock from the 60s and 70s... and my deep affection for swimming,
to the extent that I hardly can resist any pool I find (inner pools, especially),
many people would conclude that my character must be a melange as varied
as a packet of assorted candies. Hmmm... to be honest, I hadn't thought
about that...
Nevertheless I'm not
a person who knows everything. My inability, for example, to keep pace
with the times is proverbial. But my talent to put myself on tracks again,
recover the lost time and get passionate towards things, more often than
not is proverbial too. I discovered and loved The Beatles two years after
their parting. I began to listen to the Argentine band Sui Generis once
their farewell concert at Luna Park had passed by some fourteen months.
Regarding cinema,
I didn't make any great advances either. But thanks to the magic of video,
I rushed to rent The Graduate more than two decades after its opening,
and went wild with the Golden Hollywood films when CinemaScope was already
a matter of Ancient History.
It could be said that
the same goes for TV-series... and that's partly true. I grew up with
The Untouchables, The Wild Wild West, Zorro, the
original Mission: Impossible, the original Star Trek, Danger
Man and The Saint. I lived my teens along with The Invaders,
Space 1999, the original Kung-Fu and The Streets
of San Francisco.
But with The Avengers I definitively missed
something, I'm afraid. The series kept somewhat remote in my memory, and
all I could recall was a gentleman with bowler hat and umbrella, and a
lady who was called Mrs. Peel. By the time the local cable channel Uniseries
happily took the trouble to restore that broken link in my classic TV-series
chain, The Avengers appeared utterly diffuse in my recollections. However,
as always, my yearning to (re)discover the unknown occurred again, and
the series not only ended up literally gluing me to my TV-set, but soon
after, I was confessing my unconditional love for John Steed quite blatantly...
It wouldn't be wrong
to describe myself as a person fascinated to dig the past out with the
tools of the present, in order to project myself towards the future. Also
I like to rake my brains, giving the cells the exercise that pleases them
the most: to think. And sure I fancy writing, dearly. I adore animals
(cats particularly) and dream of traveling around the world. Trouble is,
this dream is never put in agreement with my pocket... Mountain landscapes
inspire me, reason by which it isn't accidental that I have gravitated
to my house in Cordoba city, Argentina, from which the hills are only
minutes away.
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