
Bart G. gave me this leather jacket on Sunday August 9th 2009. |
Bart G. speaking:
Hi Josée. This is the object that I want to give to your project. It’s very important for me. It was my first leather jacket. I kept it in a closet for many years, and I am not using it anymore.
It’s amazing to give it to you right now because in this moment, I need to give up something. It’s cool to do this exercise of giving away things that for me are very difficult because of the sentimental value and history that they have.
I would like to show it to you because it talks of the time it’s been used. We can see how worn out it is. It could also be a mapping of all these concerts, places that I visited, and places where I traveled with it; everything around punk and music. Basically, it was an object to show off a little bit, to be part of the ritual of the slam, everything that is involved in going to a concert, living with the band, with friends. This jacket dates from the time of the first girl that I felt in love with. Her name was Gabriella. She was a black metal girl and ironically, now she became a Christian. She gave it to me as a present and from that moment, I decorated it a little bit.
I don’t know what else I can say about it. It’s a very important object. I believe that it probably have been in the closet for 10 years. For some reasons, I stopped using it, I don’t know why, maybe I became tired of it. It has been so many years, that I don’t really know why I stopped using it.
Without a doubt, I would use it again. But the time of letting go something very precious, something that has been part of my history, has come. It has my sweat, it’s part of me. I am scared of changes. For me, it is a little bit a refreshing exercise to give away all these things that are very hard to give away. It’s very difficult, whether it’s the girl, the jacket, or the computer. I don’t know if it’s good or bad to be so attached to things. I think that no, right? What do you think?
I am saying that I don’t owe nothing to God or to the government for being born from the pussy of my mother.
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Bart wearing his jacket for the last time. |
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At a party, Bart told me the wolf is his favourite animal.
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Bart's punk record collection. |
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As I came back to Mexico in October, Bart had made a drawing for me. |
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