There is a fundamental poverty to look for in painting, in its very substance. A painting that as it is becoming , leaves behind all of possession, that capricious will that leads her to want to be the queen of pirouettes and other make up. I often wonder what would happen if St. Francis entered my studio? What would my paintings look like next to his clothes, for example? How much lie would appear before me, coming from my paintings, how much artifice, how much art? That others paint as they want, they are creative if they wish, inventive too. I, in this matter, just want to breathe. Reflexión de una galería que me gustó mucho, de Humberto Poblete Galería Alegria Es una galería de arte contemporáneo, Personalmente no acabo de comprender muy bien este tipo de arte pero he intentado disfrutarlo sensorialmente y de una manera un poco más poética y ha sido bastante interesante este día, un entorno urbano, con diversas exposiciones temporales Nos vamos a centrar en un arti...
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