When my father met my mother Willy in the fall of 1967 he was in Marrakesh , he was 19…
you can read the whole story in a book he wrote about it called “Willy”, available in Lulu.
The cover on this book is an actual painting of my mother I remember since I was on this earth, beautiful; he made one of her and one of him and they would be hung right beside each other…amazing. I also really enjoy the photoshop series of prints my mother Willy made of this very painting, you can see it here Willy’s Photoshop.
Together they traveled quite a bit and ended up in Brazil in 1968, in a small little town called Parati, my mother was pregnant. They spent a few months there and they were very happy. He made drawings of that beautiful place and had an exhibition in the gallery of Jose Kleber, a dear friend.
Here is a portrait of Jose Kleber
Although it was a place almost nowhere in the map, among the personalities that attended the show was the exiled king of Portugal, Don Gonzalo de Obregon y Braganza, he acquired one of his works, a beautiful drawing of Willy pregnant.
I personally really like this one because I can see my mother very well…
For now I leave you with this taste but next we go back to New York!!!
XOXOXO
I love it!