Art collecting can be called an art onto itself, and I should say there is no right way to buy art! Art is a personal thing and you should always buy what […]
5 Things Every New Collector Needs to Know
Artists and friends in Hamlet Collection
As long as the sky whirls You will be my redemption and my doom, magnetic vision, lily in underwear, salvation and madness every night waiting. As long as the sky whirls no […]
THE ODYSSEY OF PEDRO ÁVILA GENDIS.
Roxana M. Bermejo. I have always considered the interpreting of abstract paintings through figurative tools to be a sterile activity. It results in being a vain exercise in which the viewer tends […]
La alquimia Habanera de Yulier P
Entrevista a Yulier Perez Yulier Pérez nace en Florida (Camagüey), en 1989. Se traslada a La Habana a la edad de 14 años para atender a la escuela experimental de artes de […]
A little piece of Banksy genius
A canvas that sold for over a million dollars was shredded by its frame but no one is sure if it was destroyed or simply transformed. By Hrag Vartanian A Banksy artwork […]
American Rural Idylls | Miguel Saludes
by Julia Morrisroe. Aldo Leopold, the conservationist, forester and philosopher, observed the seasonal changes and migratory patterns of wild life in his book A Sand County Almanac. The slender volume is a diary […]
Auguste Rodin: Testamento, 1911
JÓVENES QUE ASPIRÁIS A OFICIANTES DE LA BELLEZA, PUEDE QUE OS RESULTE GRATO ENCONTRAR AQUÍ EL RESUMEN DE UNA LARGA EXPERIENCIA. Amad devotamente a los maestros que os precedieron. Inclinaos ante Fidias […]
Angela Alés: The art of giving birth
by Roxana M. Bermejo Water on top of you … and salt. And the remote sunlight that does not reach you. The life from your chest does not pass; in you it […]
Broken Roots: The Labyrinth and the Thread. by Janet Batet
The thread has been lost; the labyrinth has been lost also. Now, we no longer even know whether these corridors that encircle us are those of a labyrinth, a secret cosmos, or […]
Ángela Alés: El arte de parir formas
Por Roxana M. Bermejo Agua arriba de ti… Y sal. Y la remota luz del sol que no llega a alcanzarte. La Vida de tu pecho no pasa; en ti choca y […]
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