Today I will express my opinion about painting but, of course, I must say that it’s just an opinion. To watch a painting is strange and two people cannot see the same painting and cannot think same and cannot feel the same watching it. Isabel, for example, loves the brilliant colors but… well, I don’t like them. I prefer Baroque painters and their Baroque nightmares like Caravaggio, Ribera or Velazquez.
I will try to order them. Five painters:
I love his Medusa and his various boys and, my favorite one, Judith Beheading Holofernes. Yes, I know it’s abrupt but it’s what I like it. The contrast between red and black… his faces, the elaborated positions of his bodies…
Yes, the Sistine Chapel… and well, he is also, with Rodin, my favorite sculptor. I love his stretched forms and his colors. Note: I prefer the low zone in Sistine Chapel and I love the portrait of Charon on his boat.
The Spanish master of painting. Yes, of course, Las Meninas and the Portrait of Pope Innocent X. I love last one. He has the most elaborated technique I’ve ever seen.
4.- Jusepe de Ribera
Martyrdom of St Philip it’s a masterpiece but I love his portraits of Archimedes.
The Raft of the Medusa was the painting that impressive me much when I was in the Louvre. I saw many paintings in this awesome museum but Gericault created, in my point of view, his best composition in this painting.
And now it’s time to tell you what’s the worst. I don’t like to speak bad about anybody but… well… I have one painter I really hate: myself. Since I was a child, I was the unique child in the classroom to fail in drawing. Yes, I was an absolute disaster when I took a pencil or I tried to do something with my hands. I just failed in Gymnastics and Drawing and I decided I wouldn’t ever play in the F.C. Barcelona and I wouldn’t ever became into Picasso. A pity! If you don’t believe me, I have a terrible proof I give you today: one of my drawings.
I just need to say: be happy!