
Bon Nadal…
Feliz Navidad…
Buon Natale…
Happy/Merry Christmas…
Cheers…
Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again
Bon Nadal…
Feliz Navidad…
Buon Natale…
Happy/Merry Christmas…
Cheers…
«Tiene solo 17 primaveras y mas aventuras que Tarzan…
Gracias…
A little break from the timeline. I hope you enjoy the difference and can compare and contrast.
Cheers…
We continue…
From the QUATTROCENTO we now enter the CINQUECENTO, or the High Renaissance. Now, remember that we are concentrating totally in Italy. There were other things going on in Europe which we will look at shortly.
Enjoy…
Cheers…
I “think” I’ve just finished this acrylic, 50x70cm painting, but I’ve no name for it.
Can you name this painting?
I can tell you that I’ve been working on it for about 12 days. First a series of sketches which contained much, much more, figures, shapes, colours. Then painting it.
Every day I would paint over yesterday’s paint…
The search continued…
The need to reflect the dynamics of the dance, the flowing arms, the jumps, the muscle tension, the idea behind the movement…
Movement spontaneous?
Contrived?
Choreographed?
To dance for art?
For joy?
For God?
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For more of my artwork I invite you to visit my Instagram:
@Francisco_Bravo_Cabrera
And my dealer’s page:
@Guloshka
«Call the sun in the dead of the night
And the sun’s gonna rise in the sky«
Got to say, like I have said many times when I recall these songs from so long ago, that from the first time I heard this song I loved it. I remember…
I must have been fourteen years old and living (at the time) in Miami, Florida (US). I called my cousin, who was like my brother, and we took the bus downtown and I bought the 45 rpm and rushed back, played it a million times (honest, I counted) and learned to play the song on my old Decca guitar…
It’s an incredible tune. Neil Diamond called it his favourite…
What do you think?
Love to hear from you…
Cheers!
La pintura se define de la manera que te de la gana…
La pintura…bueno, el arte dirían algunos, es cosa que definen los artistas, que nos meten por los ojos y nos dicen que la tenemos que admirar, consumir, agradecer…
Quizá seamos todos artesanos, una noble vocación, una util profesión también y ademas se asemeja mucho a lo que hacemos, pues no somos originales…
¿Que hay de original bajo el sol?
Yo diría que nada…
A mi no se me ocurre decir que soy un artista, porque se supone que el artista es un creador y aquí en la tierra, donde peregrinamos, no hay creadores, habremos solo repetidores…
El arte entonces es poesía…
Pero ¿como es posible? Si la poesía es el uso de la palabra para crear algo bello, con ritmo y con mucho garbo…
Y la pintura ¿que es?
¿Acaso un garabato?
Quizá amor mio,
Quizá…
Gracias…
Cheers…
I BELIEVE
NUNQUAM SOLUS IN VIA AD AETERNITATEM CREDO
I believe
without doubts
with the strength of my cells
with the will of my bones
with the light of my eyes
with the wind in my ears
with the salt of the sea in my face,
and with the love that You give me…
I can walk through the tides green and powerful
and on top of the leaves full of blue like the blue of the sky.
Through blue valleys of mysteries,
through the salty warm peace of Her waters.
Praising the calmness of the raging sea.
I do believe she calls to me…
With these eyes that see through darkness.
With this voice that rises to the clouds.
With this joy that fills my skin, each and every pore,
I believe…
I do not doubt,
I live to breathe the silent power of eternity.
To know with certainty.
To love maternally.
And to be free…
I love the knowledge of the truth that some are doubting,
I seek the pleasure of the fullness it provides.
Faith opens my eyes and knowledge guides my fancies.
The doubts and rationalisations so quickly fade away.
This is my credo,
my beliefs,
and I know there is eternity,
I have seen it in each dream…
CREDO CUM FIDE ET SINE DUBITATIONE
C.2021, 15 DEC 2021, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, Valencia, España