#art, #poem, Now You Tell Me, part 2

(«Frida & Fish»/2024/Francisco Bravo Cabrera/All Rights Reserved)

Okay, so now comes the second part of this survey… I hope you are as good at participating as in part 1…

My least favourite painter, musician, actor, movie, album, food, beverage…

  1. Frida Kahlo (actually there were many vying for this top spot)
  2. Anything that has to do with reggaetón
  3. Steven Seagal
  4. Titanic
  5. Anything by «pop» singers of the XXIst Century
  6. Vegetables
  7. Gin

SO NOW IT IS YOUR TURN

Please participate and tell us all who you really detest.

CHEERS

#art, Now You Tell Me…

(«Picasso in Monument Valley, Utah/Arizona»/2024/Francisco Bravo Cabrera/All Rights Reserved)

Greetings folks! Hope y’all are having a smashing good summer! Now I know many of you are on holiday or thinking about it, and I am too, for sure, but work, what we call in Spain «faena» never really stops, does it? Well, maybe for you…

In any event I’ve some questions for you:

I have fully expressed who are my favourite painters, musicians and dancers, as well as my favourite album, my favourite movie, my favourite food and favourite drink. If you do not recall, or know what these things are, I will tell you…

  1. Picasso is my favourite painter, heads and shoulders above the rest.
  2. The Beatles are my favourite, superior to all the rest.
  3. Nureyev over the others is my favourite dancer.
  4. Revolver by The Beatles is my favourite album.
  5. Mary Poppins is my fave pic.
  6. Grilled Yellowtail is my favourite food (with tostones…do you know what tostones are? No? Ask a Cuban from Miami. 😁)
  7. Wine is my favourite drink (besides water, naturally)

SO NOW IT IS YOUR TURN.

Tell me what are your favourite things. In part two (coming soon) I will tell you my least favourite things and I will ask you about yours.

PLEASE PARTICIPATE IF YOU ACTUALLY READ THIS POST

cheers

#art, #poem, #opinion, HELLO THERE!

(Bodo Vespaciano/Actor portrayal)

Although I deployed to my summer place more than a month ago, I haven’t taken my holiday yet, but I will very soon. When that time comes I will be sailing the Aegean Sea, looking for beautiful coves to swim, dive and snorkel. As well as enjoying fried fish and well-chilled verdejo wine, preferably from Rueda (Spain). I will then apologise to you, my readers, because on an authentic holiday one cannot continue working on the blog, or on paintings, or anything intellectually challenging. But for now, I’m still working on art, poetry, and everything else that you are used to seeing here at VALENCIARTIST.

I also acknowledge that I have repeated many articles, but at the same time, I am preparing new ones and simultaneously developing other projects that I have at hand, not to mention commissions. Besides, many of you were not familiar with them, and it was good to repeat them. It is always important for me to express that my main task here is to share and disseminate information about art, artists, music, and current affairs. It would be lovely if we could exchange ideas to keep the dialogue on art alive and spreading. That’s why I write short articles which quickly get to the point so that you can read them without much difficulty. And of course, I hope you like my poetry…

Well, the ethics of writers, painters, or court jesters, I am obliged to disclose that what I write…everything without exception…is a product of my imagination. It has nothing to do with me or with my personal reality. Everything is pure fiction, contrived, worked on and filled with the artistic way that one can develop ideas. One of my greatest references, Konstantin Stanislavski, said that raw emotion is not art, and that has become a kind of motto for me that I apply to life and most definitely to creation of my art.

Art is the catalyst for emotions, it manages to bring out the deepest ones that we have lost in there because we constantly repress them. But art can make you cry, laugh, think, become euphoric, horrified, can make you change the course of your life, and also, sometimes, make you angry as hell.

But please understand that everything…that I write… is a contrived and fictitious artistic creation. Art is not life. Art is not natural. Art is not spontaneous. Art is not created. Art is a manifestation of the will of the artist. So I beg you not to label me a conservative or a liberal or an idiot, because nobody knows what the true Francisco, who that artist is, what he really thinks and what he believes. And finally, I want to thank you for your attention and kindness, and ask you to continue visiting our page VALENCIARTIST. And please don’t forget to comment. I read them all and I appreciate them greatly. And you can agree or disagree, but do it in a civilised manner and with good, solid arguments. And any suggestions for future posts I will most gladly accept too.

And for those of you who are painters, writers, or artists of any genre, you can be the protagonist of FEATURES by VALENCIARTIST (in your preferred language), you just have to reply to this post with your email, and we will send you all the information.

CHEERS

#music, «U R R A C A»

(Derechos Reservados/All Rights Reserved)

Esta es una pieza de hace algunos años y una colaboración con un gran guitarrista cubano, Palmerola. Los cuadros son dibujos y proto-Art Digital de la época de Miami. Por eso también la información al final del vídeo esta ya obsoleta. Para mas información, sobre Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia, (ventas, encargos et cetera), favor de comunicar con mi agente de ventas y representante Guloshka, Guloshka404@gmail.com o por Instagram, @Guloshka.

This is really an old piece from a collaboration with a great Cuban guitarist, Palmerola. The paintings and illustrations are from the days in Miami and are proto-Art Digital. There is also obsolete information at the end of the video. To contact us at Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia for sales, information or commission requests, please contact my representative, Guloshka, Guloshka404@gmail.com or through Instagram, @Guloshka.

(Si te ha gustado por favor dale el «like» gracias/If you liked it please give it a «like» thank you)

Gracias…

Cheers…

#poem, «Dialogue No. 3: The Sea»

(Photo by and Property of Francisco Bravo Cabrera/All Rights Reserved)

Dialogue No. 3, “The Sea”

-I’ve seen a man walk on the water and a fish survive on dry land…
-Perhaps you’ve seen too much…
-Can one see too much?
-One can drown in one’s own eyes my friend…

-I’ve seen tears turn to stone and bodies turn to salt…
-You’ve seen such things?
-Yes, and more…

-I saw Prophets queuing on the unemployment line and angels sleeping on cots in tenements…
-Sometimes it’s not what we see but what we’re shown…

-I’ve never been shown anything my friend, I seek and I find…
-Maybe you are just looking in the wrong places?

-The right places are all occupied…
-Yes, but do they belong there?

-Men love freedom, power, wealth, to be important, to be known and to know…
-Vanity. It’s all existentialism, which stimulates the boring life of the intellectual class that love to quote famous writers.

-Just pat yourself on the back, right?
-That’s about it…

-And what of the man who walked on water?
-I saw him too catching a bus on 103rd street heading downtown…

-And I saw Lot’s wife shake off the salt and head for the beach…
-And the Prophet?
-Saw him shave his beard, pierce his nose and ears and is now living in New Orleans…

-Will we talk again?
-No…

-What happened to the sea?
-It’s been replaced with concrete…

C.2024, Francisco Bravo Cabrera – 12 AUG 2024 – Izmir, Turkey

NOTA BENE

Poetically the sea has been used…always…as a metaphor for life. When a life is covered with concrete it means that it is quite dead and quite buried… Just something to think about. You come to your own conclusions reference this dialogue.

#art, #poem, Hola…

(Sailing the Aegean Sea in Turkey/photo by and property of Francisco Bravo Cabrera/All Rights Reserved)

Aunque me he trasladado…ya hace más de un mes…a mi lugar de verano, no he tomado vacaciones, pero muy pronto lo hare… En ese momento os pediré disculpas porque navegando los mares y buscando calas preciosas, mientras disfruto de un pescaito frito y un vino verdejo bien frío, uno no puede seguir faenando ni en el blog, ni con los cuadros, ni con la madre de los tomates. Pero todavía… por ahora sigo currando el arte, la poesía y todo lo demás que estáis acostumbrado a ver aqui en VALENCIARTIST.

También reconozco que he repetido muchos de los artículos, pero a la misma vez estoy preparando los nuevos y simultáneamente desarrollando otros proyectos que tengo entre mano, sin hablar de los encargos. Además muchos de vosotros no los conocíais y vino bien repetirlos… Quiero que sepáis que mi faena principal aquí es divulgar información sobre el arte, sobre los artistas, sobre la música y también sobre la actualidad. Y bonito fuera si pudiéramos intercambiar ideas. Por eso escribo los artículos cortos y voy rápidamente al grano para que los leáis sin mucha dificultad. Y claro, ojala os gusten mis poesías…

Venga, me obliga la ética del escritor, o del pintor, o del fantoche que a veces soy, deciros que yo lo que escribo es producto…completamente…de mi imaginación. Nada tiene que ver conmigo ni con la realidad que vivo. Todo es ficción y desarrollo de ideas. Uno de mis grandes referentes, Konstantín Stanislavski, dijo que la emoción cruda no es arte, y eso se ha convertido, para mí, en una especie de lema que aplico a la vida y a mi arte.

El arte es el catalizador de emociones, logra aflorar a las más profundas que tenemos perdidas por ahí dentro porque las reprimimos constantemente. Pero las artes te hacen llorar, reír, pensar, te crean euforia, te horrorizan, te cambian el rumbo de la vida y también, a veces, te encabronan como la gran puta.

Pero todo…lo que yo escribo…es una creación artificial y ficticia. Asi que os ruego que no me tratéis de encasillar de conservador o liberal o comemierda, porque el verdadero Francisco, lo que ese artista realmente piensa y cree, no lo sabe nadie. Finalmente os quiero agradecer vuestra atención y vuestra gentileza y pediros que sigáis visitando nuestra página VALENCIARTIST.

Y los que sois pintores, escritores o artistas de cualquier género, vosotros podéis ser protagonista de FEATURES by VALENCIARTIST (en vuestro idioma preferido), solo tenéis que responder a este post con vuestro correo electrónico y os mandaremos toda la información.
GRACIAS

#art, Colour and Black & White

(Bodo Vespaciano/actor portrayal)

After all, they are all colours…

CHEERS

Esculturas callejeras – Sculptures in Public Places (español/English)

(image property of FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia. All Rights Reserved)

Mientras paseaba por las calles de Miami Beach me encontré con una escultura muy interesante y me detuve a echarle un vistazo. Fue esculpida por un artista cubano llamado Carlos Luna y demuestra la lucha y el sufrimiento del pueblo cubano desde la imposición en Cuba del Castro-comunismo.

Me llamo la atención definitivamente. La foto anterior demuestra el frente de la escultura y esta otra la parte de atrás.

(Image property of FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia. All Rights Reserved)

Me alegré mucho de ver esculturas así en Miami Beach ya que durante la época mía, cuando viví aquí, lo único que se veía por las calles era arte de la peor categoría. Ahora, veréis (mirad mas abajo) lo que si siempre me ha gustado de Miami Beach.


As I was walking along the streets of Miami Beach, I saw that around the area of the Bass Museum there was an interesting statue and I stopped for a closer look. It was done by a Cuban artist named Carlos Luna and depicts the plight of the Cuban people after the imposition of communism on the island.

(Image property of FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia. All Rights Reserved)

I found it to be an interesting sculpture with meaning. The front of the statue is the picture above and the back is represented in the second picture.

It was rather refreshing and interesting to find something of art reflected in these programmes that the City of Miami Beach is engaged with. In prior years, the years I lived in Miami Beach, I never saw anything that I could ascribe any real artistic value to.

But there is one thing I can ascribe value to here in Miami Beach is this:

Gracias…

Cheers…

#opinion, Querido diario, p#30: Los okupas

(«Des-Okupa»/Francisco Bravo Cabrera/Derechos Reservados)

Si hay una cosa en España que no entiendo, pero para nada, es este asunto de los okupas. En cualquier otro lugar del mundo a esos, mal llamados okupas, se les conoce como delincuentes, simple y llanamente. El que rompe tu cerradura, entra a tu casa y toma posesión de ella no es mas que un ladrón que ha cometido el delito de allanamiento de morada. Para resolver el problema lo único que tiene que hacer el dueño de la casa es llamar a la policía, llegan los agentes y en un plis plas se llevan detenido a los transgresores y punto. Pero parece que en España estos delincuentes tienen derechos de los cuales no gozamos los demás. Increíble…

Ahora que la agencia Desokupa (y gracias a Dios que existe) se ha prestado a entrenar al cuerpo de la policía en como hacer desalojos (¿No sabían hacerlo?) el sindicato, parece el que los representa o que se yo, dice que no que seria anti-democrático. Y por supuesto, y esto lo tomo directamente de La Sexta: Sumar ha calificado a Desokupa de «grupo violento», denunciando las «afirmaciones xenófobas y fascistas» que llevan a cabo para «organizarse paramilitarmente y actuar vulnerando la legislación vigente y los derechos humanos».

Pero ¿Qué coño tiene que ver esto con la democracia y con los derechos humanos? ¡Madre mía! La propiedad privada es sagrada y no se puede violar.

Ahora, ¿Qué piensas tú?