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Aguas de Busot – Painting, shoes and travel

December 26, 2011 10:43 pm | 6 Comments | Alegria

Now we are living in this amazing place called Aguas de Busot and there is a lot going on between mom’s shoe line and the shoe factory, several homes to care for and everything in between. Maron continues to paint although he also contributed a lot of time to the shoes and fashion world which Willy (mom) was part of. I want to share some photos of this time span which goes from Aguas de Busot to Elda which is the shoe making capital of Spain especially at this time but continues to carry that label today…here is Maron in Elda;

Joint in mouth and paintings in hand…typical dad in that time!

Now I share a painting out of the carpet series…”Beauty”

Here he is painting in Elda…

Love his T-shirt! and note the last supper behind him…this will come up later again

I remember this house, 3 stories, tiled floors and almost every area had a different tile design. One thing I recall from this place is coming home one night and discovering that we had been robbed, house was all ransacked and it was such a violated feeling! I can only imagine what my parents felt like in that moment. Although we can be thankful the robbers had no taste or artistic clue since they only went for electronics and jewelry but left the most precious jewels there; the art!

Here is the “Lion Skin”

My goodness I remember this too…I wonder, was it real??

Here is the studio in Elda

This was in the 3 floor, all the way up along the roof patio where I had one of my birthday parties…I always had amazing birthday parties!

Here is “the hanging Kilim“

Here is “Paritura“

Here is the “Used carpet”

So beautiful! Also do you see yet another tile flooring?

Now back to Aguas de Busot, so many fun memories here for me and my brother…playing in the vast country where there were no other people to really bother you and you could let your imagination soar like the wind!

You can see my brother and I, mom and dad, the beloved Land Rover…awwww

Here I will include the same link from my previous post which is a YouTube video about this place…if you look closely you can see the very house from the above picture…can you find it? So funny to me to see it this way…looks so different in a way but also just the same…wow!

Below a painting of the Sanitorium which is the big landmark of Aguas de Busot mentioned in the video as well

Here is a portrait of me by Maron in Aguas de Busot.

I have to admit I was not the easiest model to work with…but I love it, it is so gorgeous and I have it today hanging in the den.

Now back to Elda again and here he is painting

And back to Aguas to paint some more below

Here is the living room in Aguas de Busot below

More of him painting in Aguas…the 80’s

this painting below is done in Elda

Below a painting of the huge fireplace in Aguas de Busot…they would cook in there even! it was great

You could literally stand up and the top of it would be over your head!

And finally a look at Maron relaxing…doing what he really enjoys besides painting and writing which is playing the keyboard…he could and still can go on for hours playing and being as we say in Spain “en su salsa”!

Until next time my dear friends I leave you with this…to see what is happening on the other side with my mom and the shoes click HERE

LOVE AND PEACE xoxoxo

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El Nido del Aguila – El Cuarton – Africa’s view and the Carpets

October 30, 2011 9:49 pm | 5 Comments | Alegria

This was a marvelous time, beautiful house or castle seen through my eyes…so much to venture and find in the gardens and so much to imagine for a young girl. I see such a big difference between the time I grew up and the times in which our children are growing up in now. I would stay outside all day and pretend 1000 & 1 scenarios and have the time of my life…at home today I almost have to force my kids to go outside and ride theirs bikes or just play! Well that is just the was it is I guess but I shall not give up…Times were much different too and Europe is also not the same as the US in many basic ways. Well the opening shot brought those thoughts to surface and a wishful dream that if only I could transport them to that time…that place…experience that childhood! wow ok ok, let’s get to the meat and potatoes here So we are in the South of Spain as you know and my father is painting non stop. He started a series of carpets during this time which is amazingly crafted along with his beautiful drawings that are always so lovely, I want to take you through a tour.

A painting of me by daddy

This is a drawing of the view of Africa from where we lived…so magical! By the way there is an amazing painting of this view that I shall share later -Left-

The interior of El Nido Del Aguila

(The Eagle’s Nest) -Right-

Our dog Kabuli -Left-

I want to share with you a personal quote from my father that gives good insight into what an artist feels and is moved by in respect to his work and art in general.

“When it comes to speaking about painting, which happens to be the path I ventured to take, I feel unable to have an objective opinion that is not influenced by my personal experience. We could agree that painting today is very different than it was in the 14 century, and no doubt there is an evolution, with up and downs and good and bad artists, although compared to today they all seem better, and it looks like painting is on the road to extinction. The fact is that today, to be considered art, the emphasis is put on coming all the time with new and different ideas, and what in the past usually took centuries today happens in a year, like in fashion the hunger for novelty is insatiable. So it is no longer about painting but about ideas to satisfy the appetite of speculators. But that is the reality of the world and the artist depends of that too. First it was the Church and aristocracy, but bottom line is that the rich always promoted the artists, and there is great competition as in any other business, with the risk of becoming commercial, etc. Modern art in the beginning seemed to be a remedy, but as it turned out the remedy is worse than the sickness. What is obvious to me is that the only way to go on painting is to be yourself. Of course that is not so simple as it sounds, whatever the style or form of expression, nothing is really new under the sun. Still we all have a different personality and so the chance to make a mark in the world is always there, I suggest to follow your instinct. I for example enjoy the company of the painting I happen to be doing, hoping to be a masterpiece, which brings an interesting question: what is a masterpiece? The answer is that only time can tell. As for what I like to paint I prefer to do it from what I see, especially something that has been painted before but I can re-vindicate. That is what motivated me to do the series of the carpets, because although they are so classic they have always been neglected, put to the background, and I love to bring them to the front-stage. Another example is the Last Supper, which I did from a very popular and commercial item that everybody in Spain had at home, a metal bas-relief made from a former oil by an old master, Juan de Juanes. The arm of Jesus is from the actual relief I transplanted to the painting. In this case the circle is closed, from a painting to a bas-relief then back to a painting and bas-relief too. Let me now finish by saying that no matter what you do or try to say, the painting always has the last word, and the thing you cannot hide is the real intention of your work, so just be honest.”

This was important for you to read as we continue.

Here is The Last Supper masterpiece…this one is to my brother Alejandro what the Ham is to me

Below he is working on the Last Supper…You have to see it to truly understand…

Maron in his studio in El Nido

Maron starting the Lions- ’85

The Royal Couple – Finished beauty

I close with a picture that says so much and shows so well who he is.

There is so much more that is to come my dear friends. it is the mid 80’s and tons of life and adventures await. I invite you to join me again soon for the next chapter, until then I send peace and loving thoughts.

To follow what is happening with my mother during this time please click HERE

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El Cuarton – South of Spain – Early 80’s

October 10, 2011 12:18 am | 3 Comments | Alegria

Maron welcoming the morning breeze in El Cuarton, also the picture used for the cover of the book written by him…It is a available where you can get more in depth into this time, written by Salvador Maron. Click here to download

I remember this time pretty well considering how young I was…El Cuarton, a beautiful estate in the South of Spain where we lived for a while by invitation of Miguel Garcia Rey, the manager. My father met Miguel through a trip he took from Paris to Spain and he became a big fan of Maron, he really admired the talent that is indisputable. They met a very special person that I recall very well…Robert, he lived in the most amazing home in the very South point of Spain on acres of land that consisted of all there was to see until the very tip, you could see the ferries going to Gibraltar well into the night. His house was very contemporary, not straight or boxy but quite round and wavy, you could actually climb on a huge rock that was built into the house and walk on the roof from one end to the other, with small jumps and bridges and other rocks to take you back down…well I used to LOVE going there and climb away, imagine all sorts of scenarios…wow! I always could let my imagination soar in those settings…who couldn’t! Well Robert was an adventurist and treasure hunter, yes yes, diving in the ocean and finding treasures, and he found many! he really admired my father’s work and after becoming good friends he organized and exhibition along with Miguel.

EXHIBITION

The invitation

On the invitation Miguel gives a good rendition of his timeline up until this point, much of what you have read so far, also wonderful words spoken about my father on a more personal note about the artist and the skill to his craft seen from the eyes of a fan who can truly appreciate art without being an actual critic. (To see in large to read it click on it 2 times)

The Exhibition consisted of mostly pastels and drawings with a few paintings, the drawings were big in size…you can see a pastel of a certain someone who once again is without clothes on

Here I will show you the finished painting of the carpets that he was working on the previous post, do you remember?

the carpet series are truly magestic, so classic and disciplined…the endless levels and layers, dimensions so tastefully weaved as the carpet itself…

Here you can see him painting another carpet, you can see the change in his looks as the time goes on, it is important to appreciate the time spent on his work…you can see the seasons changing…do you see?

So funny how much I see my son in these pictures!

Here is the finished piece

Now he starts doing the deer carpet painting which I remember as well…I was pretty young, about 4 or maybe 5 but it was a magical time, such a gorgeous setting and for a young adventurous girl like me it was the epitome of play land where my imagination could just run free which was my favorite pastime.

Look at him working away with the faux Mohawk! The piece is not large in size but it packs the punch in detail

Magnifico! It actually ended up years later in a very nice home in LA.

This was also a very interesting time for them and there was much happening, you can get more details on what transpires during this time on her blog HERE.

Much more to come my dear friends, the story keeps growing and new real time developments are taking place, a very exciting chapter is in motion now and we are very excited to have you all with us during this transition so stay tuned!

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Times of joy, family and inspiration

September 14, 2011 3:23 am | 7 Comments | Alegria

I am going to share some images of drawings that encompass this time period where Maron became a proud dad of a lovely little baby girl

This was in Paris and there was a lot of inspiration happening, he drew me a lot which he has done of my kids now (his grandchildren) and I cherish the drawings so much! I share some here

There I was 3 days old and doing what I love…eating!

1 day old…

reminds me of my baby Amara!

the next picture is adorable, I am sitting on my father’s lap while he is working…I must say if I was anything like my little ones that must have been a bit of a nightmare because they want to grab everything! but I am sure I was an angel hehe

Below is a portrait of my brother Alejandro when he was about 11, it was done in ’79

The next one was done a year later so he was 12, so amazing how much you change in just one year…

here some beautiful drawings

Below a series of flowers that my father to this day either draws or paints for my mother on her birthdays

the left one was for her 31st and the right one was for her 34th. The one below was for her 35th…

Now I want to share an amazing painting of carpets that he did, he actually did a whole series of them well into my childhood. I remember very well all the work he put into these amazing pieces

Here is another painting of carpets that is gorgeous! Of course the picture does no justice to the detail but you get the idea…

I want to emphasize the size of these paintings because I thought at first glance you could think they are small but they actually are very big! Here you can see him working on one of them

Pictures taken by my mother, I love the way she photographs, she truly has an eye for it!

And finally a little indulgence…BEWARE of nudity!!!

That’s right! that is how we do! I am European as my husband says… So there it is my dearest friends, just a small journey into this time filled with love and family and new things brewing in the midst. Next there is a move coming but where??? you will have to tune in next time to find out!

Also follow what is happening with my mother Willy by clicking HERE

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The Ham – the making and process of my million $ piece – me and my daddy

September 3, 2011 12:01 am | 8 Comments | Alegria

If I could summarize the importance of this painting and the sentiment attached I would be here a long time and frankly it is probably too personal to be able to convey in words what it is to me but I want to show you some of the process and the timeline of “The Ham”, Here you can see him working on it before I make it this world….you can see that delicious ham hanging…mmmm…it is 1977

Now here he is again and I have to say how much I look like him on this shot…wow! Although I would use a much more stylish clip on my hair but you know how men are, they do what they can…

This next one is incredible to me because the details you can see transpiring are breath taking, look at each hair! I mean it is out of this world to me…well I can only imagine 4 years of work the way he works on a painting, just all the incredible texture and dimension it has to it, let me clarify that the detail is something that leaves me in awe! too much? nah! Ok so here it is…

Ok so this next one is just because I want to and it is so cute! It is my 1st birthday and I am wearing a dress my mother made for me

Here he is still working on it…I am answering the phone or at least I believed I was

Here he is in another moment in time…painting

It is 1980, 4 years of working on it and finally the moment when he decides it is finished. We unveil the master piece! Drum roll….

OMG! I love love love this painting! I own it and it hangs on my wall proudly. I hope you enjoyed this post as much as I have. Until next time, much love to all!

To see what my mother Willy van Rooy is doing during this time CLICK HERE

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Paris and The Ham – my treasure among others & the prelude to my arrival!

August 18, 2011 5:14 am | 4 Comments | Alegria

The Ham ’76-’80

Let me begin by giving you a bit of insight into The Ham and the preciosity to it…The Ham came to be 2 years before I was born, I was born October 3rd, 1978. After the exhibition he went to Madrid for some family matters he had to attend and while there he did what he loved so much which was hanging with his parents. My grandfather had tons of charisma and my dad always enjoyed an outing to get some tapas and have a few beers. In the painting The Ham are all the emotions, like being taken to a sort of a basement full of Jamones hanging by ropes from the ceiling, just curing and becoming magical (did you tell I love this ham?) The whole ceremonial way of even selecting the right ham! oh man…Ok so he goes into this place and the owner chooses the ham for him and so there is my father with his ham, which in reality he planned to eat, ha Instead when he gets back home he starts to do a painting of it, I do want to let you know that when he paints he will not move him until it is so dark it is basically night so there is no more light! Actually by the end of this painting the rug underneath him was tearing and completely worn out (from standing on it while painting) This painting took 4 years and by the time it was finished the actual ham was completely dry and in the end you could only make soup out of the bone.

In the meantime he also does other paintings, portraits is what he loves, painting people is what he likes best, but hard to find the model who wants to pose… Also did still lifes, but mostly he worked on The Ham.

Here are some of the other wonderful paintings

This is my mother Willy van Rooy wearing on of her own TuniqueUnique. STORY HERE

Here is my brother Alejandro…wow he is so little there…(sigh)

Armen – One of my fathers best friends, and to me a sort of godfather

Susan Bottomly – Model and beautiful person all around

S. & S. – Paris French VOGUE – Ph. Tony Kent

Carry posing in the studio – Ph. Tony Kent

Carry

My mom and my brother, I believe he has this one, it is so gorgeous and classic!

Awww…ooohhhh….aaahhhh… xoxoxo Ok here please note the BEAUTY behind them!!! yes that one is mine

Ok…ok…Working on the Rembrandt book, in braguitas, which look mighty comfy…yep, either that or nothing if you leave it to him so

Book of Remrandt – ’76

Visitor in Paris

Love this self portrait (love them all though)

Purple beauties in a vase – ’77

Oh wait what is this?? is that cute baby a little girl??? well look at that, I made it! My loved ones, I leave you here and I tell you that I love you all and I thank you for following and until next time when I reveal the finished Ham, à bientôt!

You can see what is happening during this time also if you click HERE in my mom’s blog

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Salvador Maron awes the critics & is awarded a Nichido Prize!!!

August 6, 2011 4:36 am | 7 Comments | Alegria

So the exhibition was a huge success and it was noticed by many, critics were recognizing the talent and word was getting out to the masses.

The Herald Tribune – French edition

Spanish critic Arte Guia

Arte Guia Translation:

First exhibition in Paris of a Spanish painter who has been living here for the last 4 years & whom Juana Mordo introduced in 1965. We find ourselves before one of those painters who believe en the true value of well done painting and who virtually executes the “trompe l’oeil” without owing anything to photography or to “collage”

Critic for “Le point”

Translation:

“Le Point”

Hyper-realism? Well no, painting, slowly matured, precise, something precious, Salvador Maron, young 28 year old artist, originally from the Canary Islands, paints “from life” as Velasquez and Vermeer before, he likes to make sensible, palpable splendour of the cloth, canvas, muslin, velvet, crushed, broken, knotted carelessly a big quick knot, they enclose a picture frame which can be seen. “We are overwhelmed with information,” says Salvador Maron: Time to drop the curtain”. Trompe l’oeil which inclines to dream and discover, a symbol of art full of promises half-open to its secrets.

Le Pariscope

Translation:

Salvador Maron

L’essentiel invisible.

One day, to carry a painting, I wrapped it in a sheet: Then I saw the sheet, its material, its folds, its movements. I found this nice stuff to paint. “Salvador Maron dreamed, it seems, to be a bullfighter. There is no muleta in the fifteen “hidden paintings ” that make up, with ten drawings, his first exhibition in Paris, but a sort of reflection on life and death through a single and multiple subject: the fabric. The tromp – l’oeil, with its razor-sharp precision in every detail of white sheets that are knotted in the center, drapery of broken folds, prominent embroidery, linens that wind, run or tear around the painting which appears only in reverse, chassis and string to hang. Or a piece of the painting is revealed, he has seen it on his easel and fabric with pink stripes are intertwined in complicated knots, overflow in a living mass of the fabric that should contain it. But the trompe-l’oeil is not only in appearance, because the eye is deceived if it stops at what it sees. The support of the painting, what is behind the array, is always the canvas on which the painter brushes his inner reflection.

Le Figaro below

Translation:

Le Figaro

ACCROCHAGES (EXHIBITION)

MARON

For all times in the history of art, draperies were an attractive motif for painters, from the primitive to Zurbaran, from Chardin to Matisse, tunics, tablecloths, curtains are entered as a key element in the compositions of their paintings, for Maron (one of the Nichido Award winners) it becomes an exercise in style. No Christ draped in linen. or tables covered with cloth or window with curtain.
Its materials are still at a raw state. They are tied, torn, crumpled sheets of silk or brocade painted trompe l’oeil as modest as sumptuous. Every detail of texture, grain, scratches, weft, is highlighted. There is an obsession and derision in this Spanish artist who has adopted the realist tradition of his country. He lets off steam by painting canvases slashed as if he could not stand the order and comfort that suggests some of those velvets.

Nichido

The Nichido Award. Nichido price, destined to reward an artist under 40 years of age and it was awarded for the second time by a panel including Andre Pieryre of Mandiarques, Max-Pol Faouchet, Jaques Lassaigne, Pierre Mazars, Maurice Rheims, Andre Parinaud. Over one hundred painters sent their works. From a selection of ten artists, the jury selected the winners: Robert Nicoidsky Gerard Larquier & Maron.

The painter who wins the first prize will receive an exhibition in Tokyo and later will be presented in Paris. The final selection of the jury is exposed at the Nichido Gallery until April 24.

I personally enjoy very much the fact that he is featured in 2 different articles on the same page…hello!

The telegram stating that he received the Distinguished Nichido Prize

Behold the Nichido winner

Above is the painting that the Nichido Gallery acquired

The Nichido invitation

The Nichido group

Maron on the far right above

Postcard from Leonor Fini below where she gives him endless compliments

Here with another Nichido Laureate

And finally here they are celebrating at the Nichido Gallery in Paris

you can see Maron listening attentively to Andre Parinaud with his love by his side and to see what’s happening with my mother during this time click HERE

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“Les Toiles Caches” – The Exhibition

July 27, 2011 5:09 am | 12 Comments | Alegria

I know my dear friends, I left you with such an amazing collection and you have been waiting to see what was going to be of those magnificent pieces so here we are…The amazing collection certainly did not go unnoticed and so the exhibition takes place after the daunting task of finding the right gallery to display his work now. This was done by my mother Willy who one day went to the best gallery in Paris called Claude Bernard who loved the work and recommended her directly to another important gallery in Paris called Iolas, who thought this was the perfect compilation for a new gallery that was going to open its doors, directed by Jaqueline Passever, “niece of Giorgio De Chirico“, who instantly fell in love with Maron’s work and was very excited to do the exhibition.

You can see the news paper ad for it above

the poster

Here is the front of the invitation above

And the back side

The text here was written by Alain Bosquet, beautifully describing what his paintings stirred within…below you can read the translated text, enjoy!

Young artists today go first to paroxysms. Some want to do without any work, any meditation, any interior sacrifice : they paint as if they were spreading jam on a slice of toast.

From the moment their instinct falters, the viewer, the dupe, the other, has to be content with it.
Some, a little more audacious, intend to make a clean sweep: the canvas disturbs them, color is their enemy, the notion of space exasperates them, replacing painting to the reign of matter, as if that at its raw state was a new value in itself. And at the other end of the horizon, some crash themselves before
the past, delayed imitators who are still making nudes, sunsets, fruit, landscapes more or less assassinated.

It is under these conditions heartening to discover a young painter under thirty years, who does not fall into any of these exaggerations: Salvador Maron.

The first impression is an incontestable know-how: This Spaniard from Canary Islands embodies – and it should not displease him to be told clearly – a respect to both himself, because he asks a lot of his talent, and others because he offers nothing that is not polished, worked, thoughtful, serious , definite.
This consciousness at the level of craft provides various forms, which don’t exclude virtuosity or a kind of philosophy of” trompe-l’oeil” renewed of the mannerist that followed the Renaissance.The prestige, he is not afraid to stress, as if he wants to challenge the general relaxation of painting, it can serve as an example.
Why would we be obfuscated by this panache, which permits him to be assertive? We feel soon enough seduced by his way, as if we went in a strange impulse of gaiety but astonishment, check, by a finger, or prying eyes, the texture of his paintings. We resolve to the evidence: it is neither photography or collage, but pretty much brush work, meticulous removed at times caracoled, always superbe. Tromper l’oeil, precisely, is not the goal of Maron : mostly he flatters it, so as the pleasure be more acute. And who says pleasure, says need to dive back, to reflect, to question ourselves at length.

Then appears the unity of the inspiration. Behold a simple texture, knotted at its middle. Here is a material that seems to proclaim its right to existence as an independent object and no more utilitarian. Here an easel covered with a sheet so as we guess “wit a la Velazquez” – the painting on it. Here a curtain that lets – by a very calculated prudery – a glimpse through a frame or a window.

Moreover here, a material negligently- but with lots of precaution- thrown over the night maybe as to conjure it. Here a display of velvet, with its folds, those wrinkled masses, ostensible gilded, don’t go without reminding such contemporary of Zurbaran, maybe Moro, or such contemporary of Tintoretto, perhaps Basan.

Here are, clinging to a panel, shreds: there was a storm, an earthquake, a big rape, a terrible drama in the whereabouts, sometimes prancing, always beautiful.

To the challenge, is superimposed gradually the obsession. So many linens,cottons, silks, brocades, in form a baroque affirmation of the object, non the less suggest an invisible presence of man. There is a power that is hidden, sights that linger, loves ready to rip the sails.

That is to say that the depth is not absent from these works. And a humor, we would like to say: smiling, light and ferocious at the same time- underlines many intentions that the painter hardly would want to show. After the materials, Maron will paint other subjects, other objects, other beings:

armed like he is, nothing should stop him to descend into the arena.

The artist standing by his work, looking sharp!

my brother walking the gallery and enjoying the work on the walls…LUCKY!

This poster was displayed on the famous column in Paris where all the great artistic events are announced since the 19th Century.

Amongst the personalities that went to see his work we have The Rotschild’s, Karl Lagerfeld, Antonio Saura, Karel Appel, Leonor Fini, Franco Zeffirelli, Labisse, Christian Marquand to name a few but you get the idea, this was the “creme de la creme” of Paris. This was a big success indeed!

On the next episode we get to the reaction of the press and critics alike, stay tuned! Also to see more of this time and from my mother’s side CLICK HERE

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Paris 4 – The jaw dropping “Les Toiles Caches” the ‘Hidden Canvas” series by Salvador Maron

July 16, 2011 2:46 am | 13 Comments | Alegria

My dearest friends, I open this post with a statement:

This is the most amazing collection of it’s kind in existance, hands down!

There are many I adore and am in awe about but I am going to share a series of paintings that are my very favorite and I have many favorite series so you are in for a treat!

Wow! the first Toile (cloth in French)

The Blue Knot. No no, take your time…take it in…

The Knot Knotted. Seriously!

The Knotted Knot. Oh my…

Mmmm Mmmm

Shut the door!

Magnificent!

Another… do you see what’s happening here?

What can I say… Adore it!

The Ripped Knot. I am becoming speechless…

Here is the Red Painting With Knot that you saw him working on the previous post

The Blue Stripes…BOOM!

Honestly what words could I possibly come up with that will describe them justly…This series was the true inspiration flourishing and taking shape. Translating through his eyes and fingers onto canvas he created not only a magnificent collection of detail and dimension but also brought a concept of genius to the game. Think about it, to refuse conforming to standard trends and going the unique route is what transcends here. He did not start off painting things that were common, he shows the beauty of what art really is. Now the paintings are ready and the challenge is to find the right gallery for the exhibition. I only wish I could have all of these pieces but nevertheless they are in good hands and the exclusive canvas prints will be available soon.

At the same time my mother is also creating incredible designs and together they embark on their life, always together and always creating…for her story CLICK HERE!

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Paris 3- Inspiration & Action!

July 8, 2011 5:28 am | 19 Comments | Alegria

Maron’s words:

When I try to explain what was going through my mind in those days where I was trying to make my way in the world of art as a painter in Paris, the first thing I tell myself is that it is almost impossible and not worth the effort unless it is a duty and yet, the truth is that then as now and always, I was faced with tremendous doubt of whether my work could be of interest beyond the circle of friends, more specifically the closed circuit of art galleries, given that my painting style was as nothing I saw in them, meaning that all the exhibits seem to be a repetition of the same subject and I didn’t do two equal paintings, and something told me I would never get exposed, and the thought that no one would see my paintings gave me the idea that it was best not to show any, giving birth to the hidden paintings.

Let me start by stating that this is one of my favorite posts as I will display him working on my personal favorite series…”The Knots” or the original French “Les Toilles Caches”.

It is important to understand what he was feeling and the truth which was the realization of greatness and singularity of style, classic yet modern and fresh, so well rounded in the form of art. My father felt that Galleries showed art that was in a way monotonous and it displays art that is all the same in a sense…so this brilliant idea was that a series of paintings that were hidden within a painting itself was the project to be executed and it was…beautifully!

Let me take you there