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AUTHOR : Heloneida Studart
COUNTRY : Brazil
SOLD TO: Marcos y Marcos (Italy)
The first time I saw Dorinha, outside the archives of the public library in Fortaleza, I wondered if I had found my mother. Though I was thirty-five years old, I’ve always pictured my mother at an age that could be my daughter’s. These past months she has appeared like this in my dreams: dressed in white, thick hair, skin as light as an orderly sheet of paper. When I was a child I imagined my mother as a big-breasted platinum blonde, like a comic-strip heroine. Between fifteen and eighteen, I thought that she was probably a mulatto. The bitter words of my godmother Conceição, who brought me up strictly, wielding a cedar rod, went more or less like this: “She turned up here and asked for work as a cook. She had you in her arms. Her complexion was greenish, her hair was pulled to one side, and she agreed to work for half pay. But I would never have believed that she could leave her son behind in the servant’s room, like a stray cat!”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Heloneida Studart was born in Fortaleza, Brazil, in 1932. Imprisoned for several months in 1969 for her literary, journalistic, and union activities, Heloneida Studart was for a number of years on the black list of the military then in power. Following the assassinations of some very close friends, she wrote O pardal é un passaro azul, when Brazil was going through a new process of democratization. A feminist theoretician, essayist, playwright, and author of nine novels, Heloneida Studart has also been a deputy for the PT (Workers’ Party) of the state of Rio de Janeiro since 1978.