She was also a film critic, daughter of the also writer Jaime Echeverri and the cultural promoter Rosita Jaramillo. This is how Eduardo Otálora Marulanda remembers her
There are days when I don’t want to sit down and write. Today is one of those. I do not want because it hurts me that this note is to inform you that Andrea Echeverri Jaramillo, a fellow writer, has died.
The news came yesterday, April 15, like a needle recasting itself in the veins. It began with a call from Jaime Andrés Monsalve, RTVC’s musical and cultural chief. Before 7 pm, I saw his name on my phone screen and I knew something was wrong because he never calls. The presentiment was corroborated when he broke the news with words passed by tears. And the needle touched my heart.
Andrea was a social communicator from the Javeriana University, with a master’s degree in Cinema from the Complutense University of Madrid. She had won the Colcultura and Icetex creation grant in 1994 and received an honorable mention in the Novel Prize of the District Institute of Culture and Tourism of Bogotá, in 2002, for her novel Umbrales. In 2005 she again won a creation grant from the Ministry of Culture with the One Hundred Lovers project.
Then, in 2011, she obtained a special mention in the Bogotá City National Short Story Award with her book Amores clandestinos, a book that received another mention in the National Literature Award for Inédito Cuento Ministerio de Cultura, in 2012, under the title Los infieles. She was currently a professor at the Jorge Tadeo Lozano University and a renowned film critic; as well as an important researcher who specialized in aesthetics and narrative of Colombian cinema.
I give this painful news with the hope that my words will be like a hug from a distance for Diego Luis Martínez, her husband, a colleague at RTVC. And also for her father, Jaime Echeverri, my teacher in this profession of writing. To them, to her son, to his entire family and relatives, I leave my deepest condolences. I accompany you in this pain, in this emptiness that we have left.