INSPIRATION. Its pursuit and its surrender.

When I started to get interested and immersed myself seriously in the world of photography, I met a person who had dedicated a good part of his life to painting.

Always, in spite of the obvious differences, I perceived painters as colleagues since I met them in exhibitions and conversations. My appearance caught my attention, with a kind and polite way of speaking but with a gesture like defeat, sad and even with a tormented halo. When asked about his work and his route he explained how he had participated in numerous painting exhibitions and even owned the patent for various furniture designs. When I asked him about his current situation regarding the painting, his response suddenly settled the conversation. He ended with a blunt “I was the inspiration”, turned, turned his back and left.

Of course I never knew exactly what he called “inspiration”. A muse or a muse?, a family member?, simply a “momentum” of creativity that had to be like wine left? … could be many things or a combination of them. In any case, I’m sure you could never imagine that someone would analyze so many words that showed such disappointment.

Many years later, doing an advertising course in a well-known university in Puerto Rico, I met one of those professors who live what they do, logically, from the perspective of advertising creativity. After several classes, one day the subject of inspiration appeared and what to do to not lose it, to feed it. Basically invited to read a lot, watch many movies of all time, see many exhibitions, travel, play a musical instrument, ride a balloon if necessary, or embark on an adventure in the style of Indiana Jones.

Later, I met a person very linked to the world of painting and culture. A person without special doubt, who had known some of the great geniuses of painting worldwide. One day, during a conversation he told me that artists are born, they are not made. And what they do … what they do is copy. A memory for that book entitled “Roba como an artista” by Austin Kleon in which he states that nothing is original and that acceptance of influences is better, instructing oneself through the work of others to combine them and create their own path.

Undoubtedly everything influences, day to day is bombarded with all kinds of information that ends up leaving its signature on our behavior. To be original is something as valuable as it is fantastic (some unbeliever will say fanciful), to which we must add being quick to spread it or very opaque, according to the personality of each one.

For me there is a state of grace that when everything happens seems to rise and always coincides when what is done comes directly from the heart. Calculation and learning are important, but they are left aside in this matter. When you do something good, you know that you are doing something good almost instantly, no matter what else. To conserve that state is to work on what you want without looking at anything else, without listening to opinions, without thinking about its possible repercussion. It is a moment in which solitude is the forge where the metal becomes liquid and you can touch it with your hands without burning yourself. Where the absurd is true, logic is deformed and you begin to look like nobody else does.

I understood that inspiration can truly be lost. But I also learned that if you ever felt it, you can recover.

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LINES

Steven Jobs said that life is full of straight lines that unite those moments that seem to have no relationship or meaning when we are in them.

Whatever happens to us, we learn, we live and we experience, in one way or another it ends up connecting and taking a general sense in the narration of our ephemeral existence. Discovering your lines, the relationship between the points of your life and knowing how to take advantage of them is part of what we call intelligence, just the opposite of trying to control everything so that nothing changes.

Learning mathematics, they teach us that in a first level there are points. Between one point and another you can always draw a line, with two lines we can define a plane, and between different planes we will encounter the third dimension. In our life time runs and we can entertain painting all kinds of curves more or less sinuous, but we must not forget that the shortest path will always be the straight.

From blue lines and spaces goes this photograph taken in the Plasencia reservoir. All intersect, some are more static than others, some unfinished and with infinite spaces to discover, like life itself.

Plasencia reservoir, Cáceres. 2017.

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THE OLD

The beauty of the old, of the worn, of the used and reused.

Textures, chromatic mixture, different materials melted with a relentless natural action of fungi, bacteria and humidity. Framing and showcased within the eclectic spaces where everything combines where everything fits. As millennials would say today, it is the magic of the “old”.

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LOOK LEFT

In memory of a nice visit to the English capital.

A sign that not only alerts, it also symbolizes the world upside down in which the British live. Or are we the rest who are upside down? In any case its character, outside of “brexits” and without pretending to make reference to the color of the crystals, has always been very particular with respect to adapting to customs and uses of others. The bewilderment of circulating in the opposite direction creates such confusion in tourists, and some not so tourists, who have to warn where to look to not take a surprise.

Pay attention!!


London. December 2014

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THE ‘AQUARIUS’

And I do not mean the zodiac sign.

It’s more like currency.

A salary.

A privilege.

If you drink, you live, that simple.

Long forgotten will be the ‘salary’ and its worth in salt.



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