THE LAST DAYS
I am currently working on this series of oil paintings that portray the last days of my grandmother’s life in the hospital.
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This is my diptych piece painted for the group show of Voidprojects for Homeless in t the Axel’s home in Miami. I decided to paint this image to talk about the loss traditions in our culture and to reflect on how capitalism has influenced us in recent generations in the loss of these. «Our grandparents wanted a better life for our parents and in a lot of the cases it implied their idea of progress, which was to leave the land for the big cities, supposedly full of opportunities. We, the grandchildren were born rooted to the asphalt. Our way of living has changed, the cities are full of people living alone, we have grown in the insatiable voracity of capitalism the era of individualism, we no longer need to kill the pig. Now we can buy our tray of loin in the supermarket as much as we wanted. In all of Spain the slaughter of the pig is still celebrated at the beginning of December. Families met for 2 days to kill the pig that they had raised to make the maximum possible food and distribute it among all the members equally, to be able to feed the rest […]
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The canvas that I painted for the exhibition show Creença in a residency organized by Voidprojects curated by Axel Void in Konvent, Spain. This series of paintings are based on a childhood photograph. One can share something with another person many times, taking it for granted, and having no evidence of it. Love is a blind act, an act of faith. In my life, this is my only belief. This series of paintings began with a photograph of my childhood. The echo of the memory of our laughter still resonates within me, that feeling of perpetual present in which children live in, a photo innocent of its own future, unconscious of an adult self that would contemplate it years later, an unposed photograph, for children stand in front of the camera without posing for it. I met the protagonist that is not present in this painting that afternoon. I do not remember her name. To this date, I do not know who she is, but the purity of that love, of that eternal embrace, has accompanied me throughout my life. We never saw each other again. What is absent in this painting awakens in us the desire to know more […]
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