#poem, «Autumn’s Light Remembered»

(Original Art by Francisco Bravo Cabrera/All Rights Reserved)

“AUTUMN LIGHT REMEMBERED”
(Inspired by Brahms Symphony No. 3, Mvt. III Poco Allegretto)

In the silence sewn between two heartbeats,
a violin begins to stir,
a gentle softness, as evening’s silken hair
brushing over the river’s flowing silence,
warm as a name no longer spoken,
a name never forgotten.

The melody walks the silver path
that lovers do
when they fear the world might vanish
if they float through here too quickly.

The violins, cellos and violas
carry the ache of an autumn’s evening light, amber and trembling,
so faint but yet remembering
everything it ever held in its soft glow.

Here love whispers love,
yet knows of joy’s fragile membranes,
and how easily it slips
through even the most faithful hands.

Stillness…
Settles evenly beneath the sighs of strings,
while promises move
the pulse of hope
threading through the shadows,
to tell you:
I am with you,
even in the places
where we cannot remain.

And then the music ends
as love oftentimes does,
not broken,
but evaporated, like darkness on a brilliant morning,
leaving ghosts to fill the air with thoughts,
creating the final chord
that echoes endlessly
through the indifference of a sunny day.

C.2025, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 6th of December 2025, Valencia, España

#art, The «Timeless Circle of Masters» and You…

(«Medieval Jazz No. 2″/Francisco Bravo Cabrera/All Rights Reserved)

THE TIMELESS CIRCLE OF MASTERS
(of art)

Usually most people think of the great masters of the Renaissance when asked about their favourite artist. Others look more to the recent past or even to the present. But knowledge of art history is very sketchy among most people and even among many artists who have not gained from the vast amount of knowledge that art history contains. So, the solution is to study art history?

Well, yes, but no, not necessarily. You can subscribe to my blog and to my YouTube channel (www.YouTube.com/@FranciscoBravo Cabrera) and I think you will learn enough. That is if you are simply a lover of art. But if you are, or aspire to be, an artist, then you should study art history, as well as painting, drawing and other techniques. Education and preparation is essential for an artist.

So, let us look at what I am calling the “timeless circle of masters.” These are greats that not many dispute their inclusion in such a special group:

Leonardo da Vinci – mindful, experimental, the searcher
Michelangelo – impetuous, powerful, indefatigable worker, mystic
Rembrandt van Rijn – light and human truth.
Diego Velázquez – visionary, technical perfection, spiritual quest
Johannes Vermeer – seeking the light and its impact on the world and people
Francisco de Goya – painter of reason, nightmare and social criticism
Claude Monet – the birth of perception as art.
Vincent van Gogh – emotion as flame and colour as the medium
Pablo Picasso – inventing new ways to create, innovations, the search without end

I would say, unequivocally, that all of these, (whether I like them or not), redefined the meaning of a painting, or what painting was before them. They did not only work through their good taste and the search for beauty but of art being.

Here are some more that some art historians would probably add to the above “super” group:

• Caravaggio – light, darkness, and violence turned into revelation
• Frida Kahlo – capitalising on being a “martyr”
• Sandro Botticelli – a true maser of light, colour, image and greatness
• Salvador Dalí – self-agrandising, narcissist, non-genius who called himself a genius

And although these painters are now famous, some of them were not famous in their time, although some, like Velázquez and Goya excelled in the courts of kings and Michelangelo was commissioned by popes to decorate churches…

Some would say, and I would agree, that fame is only the faintest reflection of what truly matters in art…

Most of the “greats” did not live to chase recognition. On the contrary, their search, their quest was for truth, light, and the feeling of art, and used a canvas, or a wall, to find themselves within that search. Painting is seeing, and one must see with honesty and if you accomplish that, then you will walk the same path of the great ones even if only a few people know your name, or no one at all. As an artist you add colour to the world and things that did not exist before you picked up a brush, dipped it in paint and placed it on a surface. And that is no small thing. It is a search and it is the expression of what you found.

I have heard it say that, «Art is the quiet echo of the soul made visible. It asks nothing but attention, and in return, it teaches us how to see ourselves and the world anew.» I can subscribe to this statement only if I can add that art is also an academic/professional pursuit which demands of the student/artist education, preparation, discipline and good taste. And also the hunger to exhibit, sell and live off of his art. Art, can also, like a soft brushstroke across still water, stay with you if you let it…

So you, yes, you, what are you chasing in art?

CHEERS

Imagine that! (Or do I mean «Imagine Peace?»)

(Times Square, Manhattan)

Yoko! You’ve done it again! I never thought you would imagine…

But you did, or did you? I think the name comes from that song that your deceased husband released back in 1971, I think the name was «Imagine», no?

Well, this is nothing more than another one of your «zen» musings, or your «radical thoughts», right Yoko Ono?

Wrong…

It’s another stupid installation by the conceptual artist Yoko Ono, (who really thought hard on a title for this one!), you know the one that brought is the Wish Tree, the Bed-In and the Lighting piece (where she instructs us to light a match and stare at it until it goes out), and the Instruction Pieces where she asks us to smoke everything, even our pubic hair or to go out and step on every puddle in the city (although it may not be the rainy season)…

Yoko, I know you’ve a lot of money, after all you did inherit a pretty penny, and you can afford to indulge yourself in these fits of fancy, thinking you are bringing peace to the world, or love, or unity, or, well, frankly, stupidity is what I think, but can’t you just settle down into your old age and leave us alone?

Well folks, you never know. These signs, your «Imagine Peace» installations, are probably coming to every city in the world, even to your insignificant little village. And I am sure that coming generations will look back upon 2022 and say, «my word, she did bring about world peace!»

Cheers…

(At the MoMA, New York City)

#poem, «Autumn’s Light Remembered»

(Original Art by Francisco Bravo Cabrera/All Rights Reserved)

“AUTUMN LIGHT REMEMBERED”
(Inspired by Brahms Symphony No. 3, Mvt. III Poco Allegretto)

In the silence sewn between two heartbeats,
a violin begins to stir,
a gentle softness, as evening’s silken hair
brushing over the river’s flowing silence,
warm as a name no longer spoken,
a name never forgotten.

The melody walks the silver path
that lovers do
when they fear the world might vanish
if they float through here too quickly.

The violins, cellos and violas
carry the ache of an autumn’s evening light, amber and trembling,
so faint but yet remembering
everything it ever held in its soft glow.

Here love whispers love,
yet knows of joy’s fragile membranes,
and how easily it slips
through even the most faithful hands.

Stillness…
Settles evenly beneath the sighs of strings,
while promises move
the pulse of hope
threading through the shadows,
to tell you:
I am with you,
even in the places
where we cannot remain.

And then the music ends
as love oftentimes does,
not broken,
but evaporated, like darkness on a brilliant morning,
leaving ghosts to fill the air with thoughts,
creating the final chord
that echoes endlessly
through the indifference of a sunny day.

C.2025, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 6th of December 2025, Valencia, España

#art, Yayoi Kusama: De lo absurdo a lo increíble – From the Absurd to the Incredible…

(«Yayoi» de/by Francisco Bravo Cabrera/Derechos Reservados/All Rights Reserved)

Parece que el negocio del arte sigue prosperando y «artistas» siguen triunfando entre los ricos capitalistas que los ensalzan y los elevan a estas alturas alucinantes…

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It seems that the art business continues to thrive, and «artists» continue to succeed among the wealthy capitalists who praise and elevate them to these astonishing heights…

(Foto/Photo La Vanguardia)

Yayoi Kusama (que en mi opinion no es otra que la misma Yoko Ono) ahora la han convertido en una enorme estatua y la muestran decorando un edificio de lunares de colores…

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Yayoi Kusama (who in my opinion is none other than Yoko Ono) has now been transformed into a massive statue that adorns a building with colourful polka dots…

(Foto/Photo Sortir à Paris)

La «artista» japonesa ha firmado con la firma Louis Vuitton y esta invierte en una enorme instalación en su tienda en los Champs-Elysées de París donde vemos a Yayoi Kusama poniendo sus lunares de colores en la fachada del inmueble; también en Place Vendôme, donde un «robot» Yayoi está dibujando sus lunares o saber que, continuadamente en una ventana.

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The Japanese «artist» has signed with Louis Vuitton who has investedhuge installation in their store on the Champs-Elysées in Paris, where we can see Yayoi Kusama placing her colourful polka dots on the façade of the building. They are also present in Place Vendôme, where a Yayoi «robot» is drawing her polka dots in a continuous manner in a window.

Pues venga, aquí os dejo un vídeo que hice acerca de esta «artista.»

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And here is a video for you with my take on this «artist.»

GRACIAS

CHEERS