Frida Khalo

Siempre he pensado que una obra de arte es un acto de valentía, es abrir las puertas de tu alma para que todo el mundo pueda echar un vistazo dentro. Y Frida Khalo siempre las abrió de par en par.

Edvard Munch

Últimamente tengo la mesa de dibujo bastante abandonada y como no se cuándo retomaré mi pequeño hobby otra vez y no quiero abandonar este espacio he pensado compartir de vez en cuando con vosotros obras de arte que me han llamado la atención a través de los años. Estas dos son xilografías de Edvard Munch. Casi todo el mundo conoce a este artista por El grito y quizás la Madonna, pero yo vi estas dos obras cuando estudié grabado y siempre han estado presentes en mi mente.

Buuuf, qué vaga estoy

No me animo a cojer el lápiz, pero estas fotos las hice yo con estas dos manitas en el Jardín Botánico de Edimburgo.

THE SOUND AND THE FURY by William Faulkner

When the shadow of the sash appeared on the curtains it was between seven and eight o'clock and then I was in time again, hearing the watch. It was Grandfather's and when Father gave it to me he said, Quentin, I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire; it's rather excrutiatingly apt that you will use it to gain the reducto absurdum of all human experience which can fit your individual needs no better than it fitted his or his father's. I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all your breath trying to conquer it. Because no battle is ever won he said. They are not even fought. The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.

Viejuna

Esto es algo en lo que estoy trabajando. No está terminado pero como no se cuándo voy a poder terminarlo, ahí queda.

1984 by George Orwell

But in practice such a society could not long remain stable. For if leisure and security were enjoyed by all alike, the great mass of human beings who are normally stupefied by poverty would become literate and would learn to think for themselves; and when once they had done this, they would sooner or later realise that the privileged minority had no function, and they would sweep it away. In the long run, a hierarchical society was only possible on a basis of poverty and ignorance.

Forth Rail Bridge, Edinburgh