Maron goes to Canada – quiet before the storm, the artistic storm in Madrid.

We are taking you now to Canada, this is where they felt would be a good place to take some time for themselves and since my  mother was still recuperating from being sick in Singapore & her sisters were there it was the perfect time. Vancouver was the place and the details you can follow on my mother’s blog by clicking here.

Now I want to share an amazing collection of drawings of their time in Canada ending in their time in Madrid…please look at every drawing, it is so “far out”!

This next series is a sort of diary book of drawings that I really like because you can look at each drawing and see a tale, a “trip”, psychedelic times, funny ones and personal ones, all different in their own way and unique pieces all on their own…enjoy

Now we go to Madrid and you can see drawings of my father’s side of the family, I can see my Grandmother Margarita on the top 2, her face and her hand. Then you see my uncle Pedro in the next 2…then my Grandfather Salvador sleeping…a friend Jesus next to him and lastly my aunt Margarita…love them!

Once they are living in Madrid something remarcable happens…almost a decade before he had his things and art sent through a transport service to Madrid to an address which was without anyone to accept it so it was returned and the transport service only held things for a year but then years go by and now he is back hoping to find his treasures but not very optimistically. To his surprise when he walks into this office he sees his work framed and hung all over! It must have been such a feeling to walk in and see that what you made with your hands was so revered by another, they let him know that his things for the most part were kept safely by the Director of the Regional office because he LOVED the work so much…he kept it and took care of it very well actually, had drawings framed and hanging all over his office and was fervently letting him know that he had decided to keep them and appreciate them properly. So much so that he had to apologize for giving some drawings away as gifts to other regional managers in other countries and friends of his own. Well even though it hurts to not have all of your things it is such a cool thing in reality! so there they were and they were so loved that Maron let him keep some, the ones he knew he would not leave the man’s office with ha! The rest he took back home where they belonged so many years earlier.

Here are 2 of the surviving drawings he did in ’66 from that adventure

My brother, oil 1972

My Mother, oil.

Now I am going to show you a painting that is so amazing to me…this is a painting of the 3 of them but it is done from him looking at a Polaroid photo, this was sort of an “experiment” if you will…I mean if you think about it really, he did it just looking at a Polaroid photo! I know the original painting and it is of a nice size and the detail is crazy! ok here you go, enjoy

At this point he really wants to dive into painting, it is now March 1973 and they are feeling a Paris movement…Until we arrive there…

*Foot note: you can see all pictures in larger scale by clicking on them 2 times…trust me it’s worth it!