Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again
VOLVER Cuando el dolor inclementeme exprimemás allá de los huesos,con la mirada ya secay el corazón roto y negro.Me escapo a ese rincón de mi mentea …
El arte poético de Yvonne Torregrosa (editor Francisco Bravo Cabrera)
@Francisco_Bravo_Cabrera
GRACIAS – CHEERS
Although it may look like a tropical beach, this is the Mediterranean Sea at Malvarosa Beach, València…
Today, 19 degrees and sunny.
Surf’s up!
Cheers…
FOOTSTEPS ON THE SAND
From the bottom
of the deepest ocean,
a tenor’s voice defeats the orchestra,
survives the pressure and currents of the deep
and rises to a sandy beach and walks along the sand.
Faith has its own groove rhythmic,
free from church, free from bells.
I’m a lover of God
as you can tell.
I hear the tides,
they’re singing.
I hear the water,
each tiny wave
trying to follow,
learning the words
humming along.
It’s not a miracle, it’s life…
From the depths you rise,
to the heavens you’ll soar,
Relax,
if you’re afraid to fly,
you can climb a staircase to the stars.
It’s time to nurture your soul…
The day whispers his secrets to the night as she approaches.
The night whispers her secrets to the morning.
The sun is rising,
The light dividing night from day is moving east,
but a line never begins where one had ended,
the snake its tail to bite pretended…
A sigh is heard from high above the clouds,
the mountains hold their breath
and strain their ears to listen,
and He lets it be,
and His voice is louder than thunder.
And as the peace of a quiet dream
turns into one loud primal scream,
the Earth exhales,
the Universe can breathe.
The footsteps on the beach
were left
by me.
“Gratitude is the currency of the Universe because every day we’ve given is made for our triumph.” (Francisco Bravo Cabrera)
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“La gratitud es la moneda del universo porque cada día que vivimos es un regalo y el día fue hecho para nuestro triunfo.” (Francisco Bravo Cabrera)
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CHEERS – GRACIAS
Fragmentos y pensamientos… bueno para pintar hay que pensar y saber que un cuadro carga encima…pero por debajo de la pintura…muchos pensamientos, quizás hasta algunos que no tuvieron nada que ver con la propia pintura. Y los fragmentos son aquellas partes que uno trae al cuadro quizás de otros cuadros o de otros pensamientos. Es la combinación idónea de la creación artística. Aquí algunas muestras de los fragmentos y pensamientos que dieron lugar a la creación de estos cuadros, muy antiguos ya, de Omnia Caelum Studios (Miami y Valencia).
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Fragments and thoughts… well, to paint you must think about it. I’ll tell you right now that a painting carries a lot of thought you don’t see beneath the paint you see. There are probably a lot of thoughts that have nothing to do with the painting itself. And the fragments are those parts that one brings to the empty canvas, perhaps from other paintings or from other thoughts. Thoughts and fragmentes form the ideal combination for artistic creation. Here are some examples of the fragments and thoughts that led to the creation of these very old paintings from Omnia Caelum Studios (Miami and Valencia).
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GRACIAS – CHEERS
Y los culpables tendrán que pagar por sus traiciones…
«A veces los pensamientos que nos llevan a la creación mayor nacen en lo más oscuro y profundo de la noche cuando uno está en el quinto sueño y uno tiene que levantarse y ponerse a trabajar porque el duende no regresa si lo desprecias.» (Francisco Bravo Cabrera)
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«Sometimes the thoughts that lead us to greater creation are born in the darkest and deepest part of the night when one is quite snug in the arms of Morpheus, and one has to get up and get to work because the muse does not return if you disrespect it.» (Francisco Bravo Cabrera)
FRAGMENTOS Y PENSAMIENTOS QUE DIERON PIE A CUADROS MIOS
FRAGMENTS AND THOUGHTS THAT GAVE WAY TO SOME OF MY ARTWORK
GRACIAS – CHEERS
«Deja que tu alegría, tu agradecimiento y tu fe suba como suben las aguas de un manantial y verás la vida de otro color.» (Francisco Bravo Cabrera)
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“Let your joy, your gratitude and your faith rise like the waters from a spring and you will see life in a different colour.” (Francisco Bravo Cabrera)
GRACIAS – CHEERS
FOOTSTEPS ON THE SAND
From the bottom
of the deepest ocean,
a tenor’s voice defeats the orchestra,
survives the pressure and currents of the deep
and rises to a sandy beach and walks along the sand.
Faith has its own groove rhythmic,
free from church, free from bells.
I’m a lover of God
as you can tell.
I hear the tides,
they’re singing.
I hear the water,
each tiny wave
trying to follow,
learning the words
humming along.
It’s not a miracle, it’s life…
From the depths you rise,
to the heavens you’ll soar,
Relax,
if you’re afraid to fly,
you can climb a staircase to the stars.
It’s time to nurture your soul…
The day whispers his secrets to the night as she approaches.
The night whispers her secrets to the morning.
The sun is rising,
The light dividing night from day is moving east,
but a line never begins where one had ended,
the snake its tail to bite pretended…
A sigh is heard from high above the clouds,
the mountains hold their breath
and strain their ears to listen,
and He lets it be,
and His voice is louder than thunder.
And as the peace of a quiet dream
turns into one loud primal scream,
the Earth exhales,
the Universe can breathe.
The footsteps on the beach
were left
by me.
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