Spain is rightly called a “Crossroad of Cultures.” Over the course of several millennia, Celts, Visigoths, Muslims, Romans, Carthaginians and who knows how many others have settled here and called it home. Invasions and wars seem to have been the rule, rather than the exception. La Mirada is “the gaze.” You can encounter it anywhere, but most often when you, a stranger, enter a village or a deserted street in the oldest neighborhood of a city. A face peers out from behind curtains and La Mirada asks: “Should I fear you?” “Are you friend or enemy?” #artistsoninstagram #art #artforsale #cityscapes #contemporaryart #contemporarypainting #realisticart #fineart #watercolorpainting #arte
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2 thoughts to “La Mirada”
Your commentaries and contextual settings are very enriching for me as a viewer. Contemplating the painting in the context of the commentary, I see what I might not have otherwise, details that might go undiscovered or unappreciated: the small rocky “wall” of sorts with only a narrow passageway into the front door, for example. No apparent functionality except perhaps to impede entry into the house just a little bit. A habit drawn from the past? A little open and a little closed, like the curtain pulled a little bit to one side, or the jalousies, a little opened, a little closed. Mysterious and beautiful, clear and ambiguous at the same time.
Michael, I feel as if I have just had a visit with you after perusing your website. Your artwork has always taken me on a voyage, into the playful minds of children at a puddle and letting my mind wander through their imagination. Then flowing through the airscapes and remembering the tears of joy and recognision that one evoked. They also reminded me of return fllight to San Diego at dusk when I got to see two distinct layers of clouds and experience three sunsets as we descended the layers. If only I had had a camera or you beside me to catch the experience.
Thank you for a slice of joy. Sending you love,