"EXTERMINIO"... 20 AÑOS DE DECADENCIA ...
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EXTERMINATION, 20 YEARS OF DECAY…
There are no lights in August
no more reflections in the water
a sale is sprinkled with salt and does not return
no more diesel smell or loud sounds
extinct emotions of childhood
an incomplete truth that never became a lie, but is repeated...
my own theater with no applause, no audience, and no hamburger for dinner
many paintings were burned, others were stolen by misery
and the desire to paint is still dissolved...
JOHN VINCENT WHITE…
EXTERMINIO, 20 AÑOS DE DECADENCIA…
Ya no hay luces en agosto
no hay más reflejos en el agua
una venta se salpica con sal y no regresa
ya no hay olor a diésel ni fuertes sonidos
emociones extintas de la infancia
una verdad incompleta que nunca llego a ser mentira, pero se repite…
mi propio teatro sin aplausos, sin público, y sin una hamburguesa para la cena
muchos cuadros fueron quemados, otros se los robo la miseria
y siguen disueltas las ganas de pintar …
JUAN VICENTE BLANCO…
Vicente, esta es una tremenda pieza. La gente caminando yendo y viniendo, se puede ver incluso en las pequeñas manchas alrededor del centro (o al menos eso es lo que percibo). Los trazos de colores en el suelo y el cielo hacen que parezca que está lloviendo y hay charcos en el suelo. Por cierto, me encantan los colores que has elegido. Precioso trabajo ✌️
Gracias por tu comentario, me alegra que te haya gustado esta pintura, y lo que percibimos de una pintura siempre será una mezcla de nuestro pasado y lo que esta en el lienzo.
Tienes exageradamente la razón Vicente, pienso igual. Gran pintura ✌️
Very nice painting and an interesting poem to go with it. Very well done.
Hello. Thank you for your opinion. This time I wanted to add some poetry to the overall composition.
Good job.
Amazing, i'm definitely a fan of your work.
Hello, thank you very much for your words. That motivates me to continue working... so many years without being able to exhibit in galleries make one lose the desire to continue, but this space allows different people to see my work.
I hope you get everything that you deserve, pieces like this aren't found every day.
A few years ago I lived from my paintings, I had collectors who bought my work, but that was changing thanks to the damned narco-socialism... It is a cancer for any society...
I sincerely hope you can again live off your work.