Bueno… De hecho no hay mucho de bueno, pero hay que peemanecer optimista… Aquí en nuestra España los precios de los alimentos siguen subiendo y claro, van a seguir subiendo también los precios en los bares y restaurantes… y nadie dice nada. La gente no protesta, pero si estamos todos contando los céntimos cuando vamos al supermercado y muchas cosas que antes comprábamos ahora las pasamos de largo…
Pero querido diario, no vayas a pensar que no hay de que hablar, de eso nada pues somos españoles y no se nos cansa nunca la lengua. Se habla de Ana Obregón y de su hija recién nacida…en Miami, donde vamos todos…y todo el mundo tiene una opinión. Y yo digo, venga tía, deja esa mujer en paz que no se ha metío contigo! Que le importa a nadie lo de su bebe o que fue por madre subrogada o si el esperma era del hijo o del lechero!
Y el gobierno actual si que no escatima pues ya está más gordito y mucho más caro que el de Rajoy! Y lo único que le importa es discutir tonterías que no tienen nada que ver con desarrollar al país o hacerlo mejor. Sus tonterías, que usualmente proceden de los socios minoritarios del PSOE, no sirven para mejorarle la vida a la mayoría de los españoles, quizá solo mejorarle la vida a los del ministerio. En mi opinion este gobierno se ha colmado de ministerios inútiles, y de ministros cobrando una pasta sin hacer nada en beneficio de la mayoría! Por que será? Será porque la minoría es la que nos gobierna? Claro!
In Macca’s song, “Picasso’s Last Words” it says that the grand old painter died at three o’clock in the morning and that his last words were “Drink to me, drink to my health, you know I can’t drink anymore.” This song, recorded in Nigeria in 1973, was included in Macca’s best album (my opinion), Band on the Run.
This April marks the fiftieth anniversary of the death of Picasso and of the song. Good grief, time does fly! Picasso continues to be a major reference to art. His paintings still sell for millions of euros or dollars* and the influence that he exerted on the art world is still palpable, alive, well felt. And although we can say that Picasso was a man of the XIXth Century who conquered the XXth, his philosophy, aesthetics and artistry have seeped easily and clearly into the XXIst Century.
(Photo The New Barcelona Post)
There is no other artist in art history that has as many museums with his name and dedicated to his art. There are six, some I have visited, there is the Picasso museum in Barcelona, Madrid, Malaga, Paris, Antibes and the Kunstmuseum of Munster and a new one coming to Aix-en-provence. Picasso said once that if they gave him a museum he would fill it. He has filled six, and soon a seventh.
Frankly I am not surprised as I knew that Picasso was a very hard working artist. We don’t really know, to be exact, the amount of work he produced. And if we include his ceramics and sculptures, his book illustrations, theatre designs, ballet designs, et al, we would reach incredible numbers. Books, (oh books!), say that he created 13,500 paintings and designs, 100,000 engravings or lithographs, 34,000 illustrations for books, 300 sculptures or ceramics, but there may be more, or less…
(Photo by David Douglas Duncan/1957/Pinterest)
Now, when the art world began to go in different directions, say around the time of Pollock’s Action Painting and other vanguards, Picasso was introduced to all of them but he rejected them all. He became an “outsider” and was left behind as a major player in the new emerging art world. So he re-created himself as the “buffoon.” He appeared several times on the cover of TIME and LOOK magazines, sometimes with flowers in his ears, disguised as a bullfighter or even in his underwear. He became a media sensation, showing his body at the age of seventy five.
(Photo by David Douglas Duncan/Pinterest)
I think that no matter how they tried, no one could contain the grand old master. Only death could and would hold him back. A death he had seen, accepted and painted. With that in mind it is no wonder he closed his “final curtain” with this most precise and nostalgic phrase: “Drink to me, drink to my health, you know I can’t drink anymore.” And I truly thank Paul McCartney for turning it into a great song.
