THE NEWSPAPER – By Gardenia Mendoza, 24 Ene 2020
In an interview, soprano Patricia Trujano tells of her efforts to fulfill her vocation
MEXICO – On the coldest days of the Austrian winter, Cu remembers his life before Europe: since when he sang in the church of Huajuapan de León, there in Oaxaca, and the parties, of weddings, of the fifteenth years, from when he would take out the organ or the throat at the slightest provocation, whether for Mother's Day or Christmas, for the New Year, and much more.
“Of everything I've been through to be an opera singer”, dice. To be in the Old Continent, to sing the Mixteca Song or La Llorona at the Museum of the World, in the Vienna Cathedral, at the Cervantes Institute. From Bulgaria to Germany and Spain. At the beginning of January she was accepted to sing for the first time at the Vienna Opera Festival. Will sing Don Giovanni by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.
Patricia cries on the phone. For good and bad. Nobody said that emigrating was easy and she left Huajuapan to grow in music. That is why he enrolled in the House of Culture of the city of Oaxaca., The state capital, a 170 miles from family, even though it bothered his father who, musician at last, I pushed her towards another path, towards the legal profession, towards medicine...
“He told me he would die of hunger.”, remember. "I was worried".
The Trujanos are a family of nine siblings who grew up singing, already in religious choirs, already songs by Thalía, by Alejandra Guzmán, cumbias, salsa, banda, whatever was fashionable to earn your daily bread! They knew that the road is not easy, but not what was happening beyond their municipality.
In Oaxaca capital, Patricia studied almost at the same time as Manuel Antonio Casas, recently awarded the international Golden Classical Musical Award in New York.
But she followed another path (in part because he was denied a visa despite an invitation from the University of Arizona): He went to the National Conservatory of Music in Mexico City, where the greats were formed: from Francisco Gabilondo Soler “Cri-cri”, to Manuel M. Ponce, Jose Revueltas, Carlos Chavez.
“How can we be calm?”, is, that you go to that city?”, his parents told him.
What they ignored is that whoever survives the Mexican capital is prepared for the world, concludes today Patricia.
There they assaulted her five times, with gun and knife, and endured the rush of the people, the daily disdains that were very far from what I would later experience in Austria, although I didn't know it then: only in the Pencil colony the world seemed violent, that the money was barely enough to eat and that the degree lasted nine years and very few managed to graduate.
She achieved it and when she emigrated to Austria she experienced another type of hostilities.
“One day I had an accident in the subway in Vienna, on the stairs, I couldn't get up and no one helped me., Nobody extended their hand to me and I thought about Mexico: what the fuck am I doing here?”.
He resisted even though he missed: Sun, Party, the Solidarity, kindness. He began to study German more eagerly, the official language of Austria that not even half of the inhabitants of CDMX have, where more than one would have helped him get up on the subway. “Societies have good and bad things and we have to adapt”, account.
six years later, keep preparing . In 2013 The permit she had to be on a scholarship in Austria ended and she returned to Oaxaca, where she became the first woman to sing the Mixteca song at the Guelaguetza, and then return to Austria, scholarship again. Today he teaches Spanish, of music and does concerts; To survive, she has taken care of children and cleaned houses..
“You have to do everything to achieve your dreams”.
This search for singing consumes all his time. She is in love, but without serious plans on the sentimental issue. “I have learned to be very feminist, to fight for my career, which does not mean fame but the freedom to choose what you want to do with life.”.
