JaZzArt en València

Todas las imágenes estas reflejan partes de cuadros, pero por si solas se convierten en composiciones completas…

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All of these images reflect parts of paintings, but by themselves they turn into complete compositions…

OMNIA CAELUM STUDIOS VALENCIA PRESENTA/PRESESNTS:

Gracias…

Cheers…

LOOK WHAT’S HAPPENING…to people like me.

(Prologue)

Give yourself a chance,
while running through the rat race we call life,
don’t let it pass you by.
Try! Try! Try!
I thought I saw two roosters fighting,
feathers flying,
sharp spurs cutting flesh,
one rooster dying,

The mystery that nobody can explain
is that the love that hurts is love that’s gained…

lead rips a hole…
and a bullet becomes a modern crucifixion,
a nail through the heart…

Love is a hurting thing,
so we better love apart and love to win…

I thought I saw her claws
Ripping my flesh,
stretching her fingers through
The mirror…

Give yourself a chance,
after all, what can we do but dance?
Dancing on the gravestones of
those lost so long ago…

Now, if it would only
Rain…

Think we’ll start a revolution?
Think anyone cares?

A sunflower looks at the Moon,
And summer cannot come too soon
and ease the fears…

Trying is not hard enough,
Love has hidden beneath the rough
deep, deep waters
of the lake that you can’t see
Because it belongs to me…
Selfish cries,
I, me, mine,
repetitious,
sarcastic,
realistic
and so boring.

What is happening to people like me?
People like me are getting harder to see.
We’re surfing the mountaintops,
and climbing high summits under ocean waves,
while ecstasy’s the rave
and brain cells are dying…

Without a thought in mind,
they’re lying in their dreams
and dream of finding something,
undefined,
never written, unknown to everyone and too ridiculous…

The darkness of the room
collides with good intentions,
with inventions,
and abstentions,
and finds a hole in your head
through which it can find a neuron,
dead and looking
like a dragon’s head
but wiithout fire…

Ire!
Yes!
Desire has taken a holiday,
your caresses have found
a lonely cloud
nine million miles
from where my skin should be,
There’s no more hugs
from me.
Is that what’s happening to people like me?

C.2020, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, Valencia, España

(I wrote this poem on the 20th of March, 2020, six days after the confinement in Spain due to the declared pandemic. I guess we’ll all forever remember COVID-19…)

Siempre he dicho lo mismo, el arte no es ni misterio ni la creatividad ni otra cosa que la búsqueda y siempre que he buscado he encontrado…

Gracias…

Here is the metal print of this, one of my surreal-expressionist Jazz Art images. It is now available, through Fine Art America, as a fine art print, affordable and quite nice. There are other types of prints and other things as well. Check out my gallery at Fine Art America. This company handles the sale and quickly ships to you.

OMNIA CAELUM STUDIOS VALENCIA PRESENTS:

Cheers…

Gracias…

Cheers…

Incluyendo su último autorretrato y otras mas que estan estupendas, o muy feas, no se, al fin y al cabo son obras del genio del S. XX…

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Including his last self-portrait and others that are incredible, or incredibly ugly, I don’t know, after all they are the works of the genius of the XXth Century…

Gracias…

Cheers…

I have some questions for all who wish to reply…

1. Does art mix with politics?
2. Should artists get involved with politics?
3. Can art, (not that which is made for political propaganda) influence others politically or socially?
4. If you thought that artists should not get involved with politics, can you tell me who should?
5. If you thought that art does not mix with politics, can you tell me what does mix with politics and what mixes with art?

I look forward to your opinions, and please, always remember that the only thing we proffer is opinions, there are very few facts out there.

Cheers…

* This painting depicts the artist (I thought about doing a portrait of Francisco Goya) in a pensive mood, seemingly floating on the blue waters of a «creative» sea, while the «muse» looks from the side, taking on a rather sinister appearance…

The image you see above is the acrylic print of «Ballerinas In The Night» and through Pixels/Fine Art America, the only place where you can get my images as prints, there are more ways this image can hang on your wall… I have selected images from my original works and have allowed Pixels/Fine Art America to transform them into fine art prints in an effort to make original art more affordable to all. Check out my gallery and visit often as I often change the images I place there. Pixels/Fine Art America handles the entire transaction and ships quickly.

Remember original art is the best gift during the holiday season and fine art prints are a way to have and give original art at very affordable prices…

CHEERS

What is a memory if not a dream formed from the stones of life,

the distilled spirit of the will that pushes me forward and towards the summit,

towards the sun…

The sound that crosses my lips becomes the voice of my nostalgia,

the silence, rhythm, the beat is of my thoughts that try to find you…

But in darkness memories lose their hues, their shades, their meaning,

as their power to evoke the love that once raced down the highway of forever

has been lost to a nostalgia

that transforms each step I take,

and recreates each memory

with events that I can’t recall ever occurred.  

The words that my voice now carries are the bones of my nostalgia,

the skin has been ripped quite off in my quest to try to find you…

But in the summit light surrounds the weary traveller,

and on the clouds dance the colours, the hues, the shades

that were ripped from my nostalgia,

and they transform each thought that I now ponder upon,

and caress each memory with the gentle touch

of forgetfulness…

There’s nothing worse than nostalgia for something that never occurred…

C.2023, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 24 NOV 2023, Valencia, Spain

CHEERS

Well, as I have been doing since I started VALENCIARTIST, I will bring forth to you artists that have made history, are making it and will one day do so. But especially women artists that, although recently recognised, have not been given the same place in Art History as male artists. And this has to change as there are great women artists out there right now and I assure you there have always been. However, they didn’t tell you that in Art School, nor in the art magazines, museums, or catalogues. No, not even your grandmother told you. No one did, but I am going to tell you now and prove it to you…

For example, here you have Joan Mitchell. Did you know her? No? I didn’t think so, but today you are going to get to know a bit about her. She was born in Chicago, Illinois in 1925 and her work is associated with the North American Abstract Expressionist movement in art. She participated with the “School of New York” during the 1950’s. This was a group of artists, dancers, poets and musicians who during the 50’s and 60’s were active in New York and whose works were influenced by surrealism, poetry and jazz. (My kind of folk)… She attended some classes at the famous Chicago Art Institute. And after receiving a scholarship she left for Europe where she studied in France, Spain and Italy. By that time her work was completely dedicated to abstract art.

Although Mitchell began her career in New York, she relocated to France in 1959 and there she lived and developed her long list of successes in art. In 1982 she was given a solo exhibition at the Musee d’art moderne de la Ville de Paris, making her the first North American woman toe ver have received such an honour.

Mitchell passed away on the 30th of October 1992 of cancer in Paris. She always remained faithful to the search within abstract art, from the 1950’s to 1992 when she died.

Here are some of her paintings…

CHEERS