Bueno Aires

Gladys Nistor

Instituto de Cooperacion Iberoamericana

As it happens, exile, that trope so precious to Modernity, tends to be something more than mere exposure to a foreign culture. For the exiled subject there is a moment when his strange environment finally becomes familiar, and his own self suddenly becomes unfamiliar. He discovers himself to be a part of the new culture, infinitely close to a daily process of becoming but something separate from his own memories—from what used to be his way of thinking, his way of experiencing emotion. He has incorporated that critical sense of distance that defines his interaction with his environment, and he has become the living embodiment of that remoteness. Perhaps exile—like a somewhat perverse laboratory—merely accentuates that condition of strangeness that constitutes all of us.

Gladys Nistor, like many of her generation who have emigrated from Argentina, has lived far away from her place of birth

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