JaZzArt en València

What is happening in this world today… I have not a freaking clue! But here are some of the things I have had to put up with while watching the «news» on the tele…

TRUMP ARRESTED! (finally)

No one is above the law Mr. Trump! Not even rich Manhattanites like you. I really don’t care if you go to jail or not, although you deserve nothing less, what I want is for them to forbid you from ever gaining public office again…

GUNS AND MASS SHOOTINGS IN THE UNITED STATES

And reference the most horrible and deadly epidemic in the US, the proliferation of firearms, all I can say is that guns kill! They are made for killing and whoever doesn’t believe guns kill, well then they should go off to war with a frisbee… Less guns means less gun deaths; no guns, no deaths, no mass shootings and a much safer environment. Can evil people still get guns to commit crimes? Yes, but it would be harder for them to do so, therefore still safer for the civilian population…

MADNESS IN FLORIDA

And for those in Florida, or anywhere else, that think Michelangelo’s “David” is pornography, all I can say is you need some culture! The “David” not only is a masterpiece of Renaissance art but a religious symbol. So the perverted mind is yours…

TRANSGENDERED ATHLETES

And finally, a transgender man is not a female and cannot/should not be allowed to compete as a female in athletic events… No matter what they deem politically correct, a phrase I’ve no tolerance for, there are only two genders: male and female, as God made us. You don’t believe in God? You’re a denier. No one’s really an atheist, it’s just a position some take. Even Communist leader of the USSR Nikita Khrushchev said: “I am an atheist and God knows it!”

Nino Bravo murió el 16 de abril 1973 a los 28 años. Hace cincuenta años y lo conmemoraremos en València con una serie de conciertos. El grande será el 12 de abril (a las 17 horas) en la Plaza del Ayuntamiento y otro en Les Arts el 27 de abril. Habrán conciertos gratis en otros centros de la ciudad realizados por la Concejalía de Envejecimiento Activo del Ayuntamiento de València

Aquí os dejo un enlace a un articulo publicado en Valencia Secreta que avisa de todos los conciertos y mas…

Gracias…

Cuadros de la Crucifixión existen desde la época del imperio romano y en el arte religiosa desde el Siglo IV (A.D.). Usualmente incluyen a la Virgen Maria y a otros que miran con tristeza y desespero. En tiempos más recientes se han visto escenas de la Crucifixión en filmes y en programas de television. Lamentablemente muchas veces se usan estas imágenes religiosas irrespetuosamente o para causar escandalo o choques.

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Depictions of the Crucifixion exist all the way back to Roman Empire times. In religious art they begin around the IVth Century and they usually include the Virgin Mary and saddened onlookers. In more modern times we have seen such scenes in movies and television. Lamentably many times the image of the Crucifixion has been used disrespectfully to cause scandal and for shock value.

Gracias…

Cheers…

Nino Bravo nació un día 3 de agosto de 1944 en Ayelo de Malferit (Valencia), y se despidió de nosotros el 16 de abril de 1973 en Cuenca.

Esta es la canción de hoy, jueves, pues hemos llegado ya a la mitad de la semana.

«Un beso y una flor» de 1972… Si la escuchas bien, notaras, como lo he hecho yo, que la letra es algo profética…

Gracias…

A una de mis ciudades favoritas del mundo donde he vivido muchas experiencias y alegrias, Nueva Orleans…

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To one of my favourite cities in the world, where I have experienced many things and much happiness, New Orleans…

Gracias…

Cheers…

THE SPARK

Because the world is full of selfish laughter,
I truly hope the Earth won’t cry.
Because the waters have been filled with man’s atrocities,
I truly hope the Seas won’t dry.
Because the fires have consumed a million trees, a million acres,
I truly hope Nature won’t die.
Because the smoke has filled the winds with ash and filth,
I truly hope that we won’t die.

A voice breaks through the silence of the dawn,
an alternative to laughter…
A word attempts to form upon the crest of waves,
a syllable struggles between the white and blue…
And bodies crumble as the flames grow faster,
while a melody breaks through with fury…
A tiny mouth, a tiny smile will brave the smoke and ash,
amidst the ruins, among the ghosts…

And now I see the shadows forming,
shadows in eternal darkness coming
to frighten those forgotten in the smoke, the fire, or the laughter.
Voices in the fires, voices in the trees, voices in the breeze,
passionate,
vulgar,
loud,
they penetrate each pore and shine
like candles in cathedrals.

Insanity
is alive with pomp and fulgor and in love with pleasure,
with your skin,
with wine,
while I reach, with withered hands spread skyward for a lantern in the night
for luck to win your mercy,
for rhymes to win your heart,
for that smallest, tiny particle of life beyond imagination,
the spark…

C.2022, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 04 APR 2023, València, España

Pues digo que no. Si me lo vuelves a preguntar te contesto con lo mismo, que no soy un artista, ni un artesano, soy el tío que marca, sobre un lienzo o una cartulina, el pasar del tiempo. Guardo las huellas de los minutos, de las horas, de los días y de los meses convirtiéndolas en colores, en formas en líneas o en garabatos.

No hay artistas ni pintores, si artesanos…

Yo cojo lo que me da el tiempo, interrumpo la sinapsis, manoseo las neuronas, y plasmo el momento sobre un lienzo. Eso no me convierte en artista, además, ¿Que coño es un artista?

Hoy en día un artista es ese que se ha ganado el premio que le otorgan los que controlan las influencias y los que han creado el supuesto «mundo del arte,» donde triunfan los que ellos han elevado a sus altares. El arte no importa porque lo que están haciendo esos ídolos de barro que ellos han creado no va a durar. No puede durar porque no han escrito lo que el tiempo, lo que la época les ha dictado…

Gracias…

I am not an artist, or an artisan or a painter. I am a chronicler of the times. I’m the one who documents my life in pictures and in drawings. I keep time in that manner. I keep moments, minutes, seconds, eternities, captured in black line on paper or in paint on canvases. What is art anyways…

To me art is the search…

To search implies a desire to find. And to find means placing something…the found…in space and time. Capturing that moment. Forming nothingness into a something concrete, something palpable. That is art. And art can only be that which is found. It cannot exist a priory and sometimes it does not last more than the time it takes to ponder a thought.

Art is not even abstract or figurative. Art is the passing of moments over a surface. It lingers there, captured in time. The synapsis interrupted. The neurons raped and violated by curiosity and by the will to portray what is fleeting and make it permanent. But art does not need permanency…

What does art need? Is art sublime? Is darkness sublime?

(I will leave that question open to discussion. What do you think?)

OMNIA CAELUM STUDIOS PRESENTS

Cheers…

Michelangelo… perhaps one of the most intelligent, and powerful artists that the Italian Renaissance gave to us. The statue of «David» is definitely one of the most beautiful examples of art and how art reflects the spirit of man and the knowledge, imagination, emotions and devotions of mankind. «David» is also a religious experience, evoking the power of the small and determined over the powerful who feel invincibility is their domain but discover that failure was closer to their destiny…

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Cheers…