LUCAS RODRÍGUEZ BAZZURRO
Balila, the origins It was the year 1915 and Domingo Bazzurro after having completed his studies at the Royal Academy Cristoforo Colombo, in Venice, had moved to Paris. He attended the Society of Fine Arts every day pursuing his dream and passion for painting. As the war was advancing it became increasingly difficult for a foreigner to live in Paris. Permanently he saw the troops marching towards the battle front. There were always some dogs following their masters. One day, a dachshund, famished and tired, marched after his owner. Not enduring the agony of hunger and fatigue, it fell just as it passed Bazzurro, already exhausted, in the middle of the road. Its master could only turn his head and keep marching.
My grandfather approached the dog and noticed that it was still alive. He picked it up and took it inside his apartment where he cured its bloodied worn legs by the way traveled. Despite the limitations due to the circumstances of the war, he fed and recovered the dog. He called it Balila. At that time "balillas" were called the members of the resistance in Italy. Balila, resisted and survived.
The war continued and Domingo Bazzurro and his brother decided to return to the Río de la Plata, where both were born. Balila was destined to lose her master again. There was a married couple of friends from Fine Arts school who lived in a small farm on the outskirts of Paris where they had their sculpture workshop. They agreed to take over the dachshund, and keep it on the farm. One day early, there was no more fuel, Bazzurro placed Balila in the basket of his bicycle and arrived pedaling at the farm. After lunch, they said goodbye and he returned to Paris. He was very sad and decided not to go straight to his home, rather met with friends. Early in the morning, as he approached the apartment, he thought he saw a familiar spot and he thought maybe he had drunk a lot of wine. But it was real, Balila was waiting for him at the door! It had retraced its steps and returned to look for him. They crossed the Atlantic, and in a few months they were together in Buenos Aires. There, in a crowd of artists, Domingo Bazzurro meets the Uruguayan sculptor, Zorrilla de San Martín and he tells him that in Montevideo they are trying to found a Circle of Fine Arts and that since he was born in Uruguay, he should join them and be part of it. Again the big subject was the dachshund, Balila! They traveled together again, this time to Montevideo, from where neither of them ever left again.
Dodó, con quién actualmente somos co-propietarios del apartamento. Gr. Ch. BIS Treis Pinheiros Dolce Gabbana
For many years there was in the family a dachshund, always one, at first descendants of the original and then no longer. But always a dachshund named Balila. Our Dachshunds were always short hair, black and tan.
One day relatives brought a female and a male wire-haired dachshunds from Europe. For me it was love to at first sight! In the first litter one was already mine, Adriano del Marqués de Bradomín. Then came Poppea (Gr. Ch Favorite dos Treis Pinheiros) I couldn’t stop anymore... My house is unimaginable without a wire-haired Dachshund. I currently share it with Dodó (Gr. Ch Treis Pinheiros Dolce Gabbana).
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