| Toroazul Painting and Fine Arts |
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| The Lost City, or the House of Asterion 48" by 30" oil on canvas 1994 Private Collection |
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| The city in this canvas is my interpretation of Jorge Luis Borges' short story, ""The House of Asterion," itself inspired in the age-old myth of a minotaur (a creature half man, half bull) , who lived in a maze or labyrinth because he was so "monstrous." In Borges' s tale, the minotaur is presented as a noble being. Indeed the minotaur tells readers his story in his own words, full of pathos and clarity--- he is not at all an evil monster. I painted the entire city as the labyrinth described by the man-bull in the tale. |
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| CLICK here to read more about Borges' s "The House of Asterion" |
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| L a R e v o l u c i ó n 24 " x 30 " oil on canvas 1995 Collection of the artist |
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| In this canvas, which looks like a movie set somewhere in Latin America, I turned to the story of another "lost city" -- the city of my childhood , my native land, and of a whole way of life. Essentially, I painted the day my sisters left the country as if it were being filmed by the movie crew in the left foreground. I am the little boy in the center of the composition, getting a " p i r u l í " -- a sort of lollypop -- from another young boy my age, the candy vendor to the left of the colorful candy tree in front of the lady dressed in white. She is my grandmother, the two girls to the right of me are my sisters, and the blond-haired man in the white jacket behind them is my father, with his doctor's medicine bag tucked under his arm. My mother is inside the old American Buick, almost in flight! The soldiers in green behind my dad are rebels of Fidel Castro's army -- I remember when many of those soldiers would arrive triumphant in our hometown after the victory of Fidel Castro's revolution, and how my cousins and I would run to see them on the street and shake their hands: they were our heroes. They wore Catholic rosaries around their necks and looked like saints and holy hermits from some old painting or church retablo. It wouldn't be long till some of those same rebels were obeying Castro's orders to execute many of their countrymen before firing squads -- without a fair trial. In the painting, the small green suitcase behind "me" on the pavement in front of one of my sisters is also an important symbol. Two or three years after the Castro takeover, my parents sent my sisters to live with close family friends in Puerto Rico, to wait there for my parents and me to leave the island . . . . My sister's departure marked not only the breakup of my family in the larger sense, but a significant turning point in all our lives. This canvas recalls the day my sisters left Cuba, each carrying a doll. * * * *** * * * Curiously, the painted setting of this family event is not anywhere in Cuba. For personal reasons a bit too complicated to explain here, the buildings surrounding our family scenario in the canvas are in Asunción, Paraguay. The scene, in fact, seems to be part of a movie set --- to the right, under the blue carp with the dragon and the symbol of the crescent and star , are a blonde lady in white and a producer with a megaphone --- great "theater director" friends of mine from Paraguay --- Myriam Sienra and Tito Chamorro. Art (film, painting) and reality are one in this movie set "tribute" to my childhood . |
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| Out of the Garden 19 " x 25 " pastel 2007 Private Collection |
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| The image in this pastel painting is entitled "Out of the Garden," and it shows three siblings coming out of one world to encounter another. I painted this work based on a childhood memory of the day Castro's "rebels" passed triumphantly through our town, Camaguey, Cuba, to be greeted as heroes. Sporting their guerrilla suits and rosaries around their necks, they had the aura of hermits and knights-errant. In this painting, one of the rebels lures the young boy by offering him a own Catholic rosary, presumably worn during the war in Cuba's mountains -- a gesture full of religious content. |
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