Tuesday, 30 August 2022

 Nicolas de Staël

     Dear Fran,

     Do you know a painter named Nicolas de Staël?

     He was an artist who lived in the first half of the last century and who during his short life was struggling to reconcile classical and figurative painting and modern and abstract painting.

     It turns out that his work has hypnotized me; more than his work, his way of painting. And do you know why? Because I identify with the way of constructing the painting.

     He was a man who never stopped learning from his colleagues, whether they were older or younger than him. He had an insatiable curiosity to know the artistic currents that were in force in the Paris of his time, as well as to scrutinize the canvases that museums hang on their walls. I am about to think that he never managed to consolidate his own style (or that his style was the one that appeared at all times when he stood in front of the canvas), although we are capable of recognizing one of his paintings because in addition to dying very young he got tired very soon of what he was doing and then he changed and looked for another way of expressing what he felt.

     Fran, something like this is what is happening to me right now. If he allowed himself to be influenced by others, I am allowing myself to be influenced by him.

     Y. a.

     Mary

Wednesday, 3 August 2022

 The trappist   

     Dear Frank,

     this time I have not had any luck. My proposal has not been to the liking of the Carmona jury.

     This year I wanted to risk in one of the most important contests in the country and my work, The trappist, has not been selected to be exhibited during the local festival days of this city.

     When I received the email thanking me for participating in the contest, I was a little disappointed, since I had high hopes that the portrait of Justo Gallego would hang on the old walls of the Town Hall; however, just after a few seconds, two thoughts invaded me. On the one hand, this rejection makes me continue with more conviction along the path I have chosen for painting portraits, and on the other — even more important — my place will have been filled by a young artist who is taking her first steps in this difficult world of Art. In the end, dear friend, how many years of artistic activity (or any other activity) do I have left?

Y. a.

Mary