Door by the River 

Dear Fran,

I would like you not to take what I am going to tell you as something pretentious —you are aware that I hate vain people—, but yesterday, at the inauguration of the La Rinconada painting prize, I had a feeling that I had not had in competitions previous. It was the first time that when entering the exhibition hall I noticed that my work (inspired by one of the American expressionist artist De Kooning) did not clash among the other 13 finalist paintings.

In fact, before proclaiming the two prizes of the night, I was hoping that one of them (of course, the second) would go to me; and even when they announced the name of the second prize, I thought that maybe I could be the first winner!

Door by the River

As far as I know, about 70 works have been submitted to this contest and mine was hanging in the magnificent Sala Maga.

The exhibition will remain there until next November 13. Do you decide to visit it?

Y. a.

Mary

 

Comply or die

 

Orcs only like music from their rifles.

RIP Yuriy Kerpatenko.

 

From my Borstal

LDR

 Seagulls

      What I am going to tell you is possible that someone has already gone ahead of me and written it some time ago.

     Do you know the Van Gogh painting titled Wheat field with crows? Surely you do. Apparently it was, if not the last, one of the artist's last works and where I have always seen a kind of premonition of the end of his life: on a beautiful wheat field (symbol of plenitude and creation), the Dutchman painted a flock of crows (symbol of bad omen) to balance life and death.

     On the death of the author of Sunflowers there has been speculation and will continue to be speculated with various theories. Was it suicide or not? In my opinion I think so and I'm going to tell you why.

     Dear friend, in 1955 Nicolas de Staël died. The suicide put an end to his tormented life and left his work The Concert unfinished. Shortly before, he had painted Seagulls, perhaps following Vincent van Gogh's behavioural guidelines.

     Y. a.

     Mary