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2. willy 60 birthday

Amsterdam – Part 2 – Jakob Obrecht Straat

We continue on the Amsterdam chapter where Maron paints majestic pieces inspired by a cultural surrounding that is Amsterdam. Now they are living in Obrecht Straat in a beautiful place in the Gold Coast which is an great area in Amsterdam. I will show you his progression…

Painting flowers for my mother’s 60th birthday…beautiful piece just like her :)

There it is! so enchanting…you can see her can’t you? A picture of her taken in 1960…you can read his dedication on a note…my goodness this one is so good! I want it for me!

Here painting a still life which was commissioned and it’s Protagonist was Saint Aloysius…he  did not make an entrance yet but just wait…

I really like his extension, I know the way he holds his brush and the way his crooked pinky that he broke when young is ever so perfect for the task…my dad!

Ok ok let’s get back to it

Wow!

Right!… so gorgeous.

First of all, this stirs so many different things in me alone that I am not even sure which to address first…This like all their dwellings looks so comfortable to me, just so…them (us) and inspiring. I am sure they enjoyed those windows. I know they crave just this, a space for them to just create.

You can see the church is right outside his window. This painting is a master piece!

Obrecht Church. I recall seeing this place when I went for a walk with mom when visiting. So amazing and beautiful inside. The detail is just impeccable…

view from another side…look at this place! what I would give to find this kind of place here, ha!

Lovely interior of the opposite side…

Willy…

Oh this one! again, so good! note the light switch that I have used and still have, Do you see a young Maron boy in his favorite place…a small lagoon sized perfectly just for him. Willy sprinkled here and there…so cool.

The backyard at Obrecht…so beautiful!

Gorgeous portrait of Paxti

Self portrait…

Willy in Obrecht…love this one.

Yes, the nude…breathtaking isn’t it?

My dear friends…what can I say other that he has a talent that is truly given by a higher power and I am so lucky to be able to enjoy it up close. Keep posted as we near closer to today’s time and all the exciting new things that are happening! Sending much love to all you and thanking you a million times for reading and following. I know I don’t write as much as I should but I am here with you and when we touch base it is wonderful. Until next time!

Click HERE to see what Willy is up to xoo

7. Blue Hortensias-90x80 cm

Canary Islands to Amsterdam – New chapter in Sloten

I am now going to take you to the time span in which my parents moved from Canary Islands to Amsterdam. In essence from one homeland to the other and quite extreme in difference! They moved there in the middle of a heavy winter so it was a cold shock to him and I am sure it was because I remember visiting for the first time and when I got off the plane it was like I never knew what cold was before! My mother is dutch and so  this was very familiar to her. My father enjoyed very much being there as it is so rich in art culture. The museums and Dutch Masters impressed him very much. They first stayed with a friend Reine for a bit which was very nice; then they rented a place of a friend who was not there for about 6 months when they found another place in Sloten. This place was right in front of the river and it was very nice; I went to this place when I first visited them and took my then 1 year old daughter Alijah…it was so serene and nice to be there (of course anywhere with my parents is serene and nice ;)). They stayed there for another 6 months, in Amsterdam it is not easy to find a place that is permanent as they have a system in place for housing that can be time consuming and hard to get into. I want to show you some of the beauties he did there.

this he painted while staying with their friend Reineke

a painting of my mother

Here he is painting an interior of one of the beautiful places they stayed in Amsterdam

Finished interior

This painting of the Hortensias is so beautiful! I love it so much…the picture really does it no justice at all, so rich in color and vibrancy!

Birthday flowers for my mother as he always does for her :)

I actually have the top left one of the Japanese Garden in my room and I love it so much!

Here is one from the house they had by the river. This is the place where I visited with my then baby girl and it was lovely! You could walk out to the back patio and the river would be right there with plenty of ducks to feed.

This is a gorgeous still life; Catalog of Rijks Museum, with Adriaen Coorte on the cover.

Last but definitely not least a painting with a picture of my then baby Alijah, my music box and Maron’s reflection…This is mine as well and hangs in my living room…beautiful!

There is much more to tell my dear friends but I will keep it for the next chapter; until then be sure to check in with what is happening with my mother’s blog HERE!

 

LOVE & PEACE

1 .book cover

Los Angeles – part 3 – Exhibition in Canary Islands…Maron’s homeland

MARON

“En 1995 fui a Las Palmas y expuse en la galeria Saro Leon, una de las mas prestigiosas galerias de las islas Canarias. Para eso tuve que viajar y llevar los cuadros de Los Angeles a Canarias pasando por Madrid, via Nueva York. El tema de la exposicion fue la serie de alfombras que empeze a pintar en Paris y continue haciendo durante toda la decada de los ochenta y parte de los noventa, esa exposicion era el resultado. Aunque tambien pinte muchos otros cuadros aparte de las alfombras, esta eran parte de una serie sobre el mismo tema. Se podria preguntar porque pintar una alfombra en el suelo y practicamente nada mas, la razon es precisamente para ponerlas en primer plano y no en el fondo como decoracion, y porque son asi algo relegadas cuando en realidad tienen mucho que contar en la historia de la pintura en general, no solo en el arte occidental. Ahora me gustaria narrar un poco la historia, les aseguro que fue una verdadera aventura. Cuando fui de Los Angeles a esas islas en medio del Atlantico cerca de la costa Sahariana, mi querida tierra Canaria, no conocia ni siquiera habia hablado nunca con Saro Leon, solo contaba con la recomendacion de Quico Rivas, importante comisario de exposiciones, que me aseguraba que Saro esta de acuerdo en hacer la exposicion de las Alfombras. Esto lo digo porque aparte de mi nadie sabia nada y si se los dijera tampoco me iban a creer, asi que trate de mantener el proyecto lo mas discretamente posible, solo despues de hablar son Saro, fijado la fecha y empezado los preparativos que fui poniendo los mis mas allegados al corriente. Pero hantes de hablar con Saro pasaron casi dos meses de suspense durante los cuales estuve a punto de perder la la cabeza, pero toda esa historia ya esta escrita y se puede leer en un libro que hice con todas las cartas que le escribia a Willy en Los Angeles y eran diarias. El libro se llama: Viaje a Canarias. Solo decir que gracias a Quico Rivas pude realizar esa exposicion en mi tierra, 30 años despues de Nueva York y para mi mas importante personalmente. Sobre todo por mi madre que ya enferma fue a la galeria donde le hice los honores a puerta cerrada. A Quico Rivas lo conoci en Madrid cuando fui a ver la exposicion homenaje a Alberto Greco, al que conoci en Canarias en el 64 cuando vino invitado por Juan de Prat-Gay. Juan colaboro con Quico en esa importante exposicion que presento en Argentina y Valencia antes de Madrid. Probablemente Juan le hablo favorablemente de mi, y en cierta ocasion Willy invito a Quico a venir a ver mis cuadros, entonces me encargo un retrato de su novia. Por cuestiones de salud Quico se fue a vivir en la isla de La Palma, fue asi que la idea de promover mi exposicion en Canarias surgio. Ahora le paso la batuta a mi hija Alegria. Un saludo a todos;”

English translation

Now in Los Angeles and it was 1995; I was to go do an exhibition in my native land in one of the most prestigious galleries of Canary Islands, in Galeria Saro Leon. For this I had to take the paintings (no easy feat) from Los Angeles to Canary Islands passing by Madrid, via New York. The subject for the exhibition was the series of rugs which I started painting in Paris and continued to do through the 80’s and part of the 90’s, that exhibition was the result. Although I painted many other paintings besides the rugs, these were part of the series of this subject. You could ask, why paint a rug on the floor and practically nothing else; and precisely it is to put them on the forefront and not in the background like decoration, relegated when in reality they have a lot to tell in the history of painting in general, not only in the Occidental art. Now I would like to narrate the story, I can assure you it truly was an adventure. When I went from Los Angeles to the middle of the Atlantic close the Saharan Coast, my beloved Canary land, I did not know nor did I ever speak with Saro Leon; I only had the recommendation of Quico Rivas, important exhibition organizer, who assured me that Saro was on board of the exhibition of the rugs. I tell this because other than myself no one knew anything, and no one would believe me if I told them; so I kept this project very discreet. Only after speaking with Saro, finalizing the date and starting preparations is when I brought those closest to me up to date. But before speaking with Saro 2 moths went by if intense suspense during which time I almost lost my mind, that story has been written in a book of all the diary style letters I wrote to Willy from Canary Islands; The book is called “Viaje a Canarias”

Thanks to Quico Rivas I could come to have an exhibition in my land, 30 years after New York and for me more important personally. Most of all for my already ill mother who I gave special honors before the doors opened to the public. I met Quico Rivas when in Madrid while going to the homage exhibit to Alberto Greco, who I met in Canary in ’64 when he was invited by Juan de Prat-Gay. Juan collaborated with Quico on that important exhibition presented in Argentina & Valencia before Madrid. Juan probably spoke favorably of me to him and at some point Willy invited Quico to come see my work, so he asked me to do a portrait of his girlfriend. Due to his health he went to stay in the island La Palma in Canary. That is how doing the exhibit in Canary Islands came about.

Now I want to briefly tell you about this specific piece which was to be the star of the exhibition and my father spent a year working on…”The Rapture”

this masterpiece never made it to its destination…yes you read correctly, it was stolen! somewhere between Los Angeles and Canary Islands it was taken…heartbreaking.

Invitation to Saro Leon -back

Invitation to Saro Leon – front

Newspaper

The Royal Couple – I recall thsi one very well…beautiful piece, majestic.

Used Carpet

He & Saro.

Very cool newspaper article; reads: A Rug for three (Salvador Maron, Saro Leon & Kiko Rivas)

Commissioned portrait of Saro’s family members

Saro Leon portrait commissioned by her husband who shed a tear when he saw it…

Padre Claret. This is the most prominent religious figure in the Canary Islands. They actually asked for 2 of this portrait as they wanted to hang one in a school so he painted this amazing piece twice exactly the same.

My cousin Angela

my cousin Amado

You can also see what is happening during this time for his other half WIlly if you click HERE

For now my dear friends I keep you in suspense until the next episode…LOVE!

16. Salvador and his self portrait LA

Los Angeles – Part 2

We are now at the point where Maron is painting non stop, portraits and requests are coming in and he is busy!

Visiting San Francisco…this was a very nice trip, my 1st and only time being there myself! time to go again! sorry, thinking out loud :). He is wearing a leather jacket made by Willy van Rooy.

Nancy‘s sunflowers” Beautiful painting!

This is a portrait of a good friend Karin, she is a beautiful woman and so lovely. I recall going to their house and visiting a lot with my parents. Big house where they loved to entertain, they had a son close to my age…I can’t remember his name right now though, I will update when it comes to me :)

This is a painting of Jack Nicholson‘s son when he was a baby.

Portrait of Colleen ’93. Wow! 93…remember what 93 was like? no cell phones, just a pager and you were big time!

Interior where this piece was displayed…I love it!

Portrait of the fabulous actress Diane Lane while expecting…

Portrait of Cindy Frey, she is married to Glen Frey who is the lead singer of the Eagles. She is now a photographer.

Posing by the masterpiece!

Here you can see him painting the wild and amazing Ione Skye

The finished piece! lovely…

Painting my brother Alejandro, this was in the 1st house we had here in the States and I loved it! it had a pool, 4 rooms and an amazing yard! it was a 60’s style home so it had a lot of character…

The finished piece. I have this one hanging in my den right now…love it!

I love this painting, and I love the subjects too! Rory Flynn, daughter of actor Errol Flynn posing with her now all grown up son Sean Flynn or who we call Rio. He has grown to be so amazing!

portrait of my mother Willy van Rooy

Maron doing one of his amazing self portraits, they are really incredible!

isn’t it far out!?

Working at home…. wow! I remember that time, I was in the 8th grade and busy making friends and creating new adventures… there is more to come but for now just take it all in and until next time I leave you with artful images that are one of a kind. Love you all!

Don’t forget to check out my mother’s blog as well to see what is happening for her at this time! CLICK HERE

7. painting N house

Maron arrives in Los Angeles! – Part 1

Now we enter an important phase as this is when he came to Los Angeles. A good friend of theirs by the name of Nancy Mehagian who they knew from Ibiza. Nancy offered to become his manager & so she did, very well I might add…she booked portraits for him and found clients who wanted to have his work. He did a lot of different things during this time but he first came to LA on his own. I remember at that time me and my mom and brother remained in Madrid for a while so that I could finish school and he could get settled. I was so excited to get a package in the mail from him with a $1 bill which was awesome to me, so “America” and a Fresh Prince tape and a SNAP tape…(who can remember SNAP?)

Well Nancy managed him for a while and she did very well indeed. She knew a lot of people here in the US and she could show his talent which made it easy to book a portrait or an interior etc; I will share with you some pictures of work he did in this time.

sketch of good friend Marilyn’s home

putting on the finishing touches…

Voila! beautiful finished interior

He painted and painted, and now he started doing a painting of the garden for Italian restaurant La Pergola located in Sherman Oaks on Ventura Blvd.  His garden was located behind the restaurant and it is where he grows his produce he uses in his menu

he worked very hard on this one, being under the summer sun in LA is not easy feat!

you can see him there working away…

here is the finished piece. This one is a gorgeous painting, Marlon Brando walked into the restaurant and said “That is a great painting”!  and of course he was right :)

Now I will show you some more work he did while he was in Los Angeles in the very beginning

Painting Nancy’s interior

I truly love this painting, Nancy house is where I spent the start of my Los Angeles experience and this is a beauty.

Below you can see him starting to paint Rio (Sean Flynn) who was named after his uncle, Rory’s brother. I recall babysitting him when he was about 5ish… He has grown into an amazing guy! There is a very special story behind the Flynn name but we will leave you with a fun fact, his grandfather was Errol Flynn and they are friends that I love dearly, Rory who is an amazing photographer, Sean, Gideon, Luke

 I will find the finished painting soon, sorry!

 

 

 

 

 

Different works he did…

 

 

Here a portrait of a wonderful woman, Nancy’s Mother Florence

Below you can see a painting of Nancy

and also her lovely daughter Vedra

Big portrait of Nancy…I love the sofa pose ;)

Portrait of Johanna, above

Portrait of Joan Quinn. I actually just saw this exhibited late last year here in Los Angeles. Below you can see a picture I found of me and my husband & kids walking the exhibit…funny I did not even know this existed.

and below someone admiring work by Maron

My dear friends this is it for now, there is a lot that happens in Los Angeles so I will see you all again soon. Until then you can keep up on what’s happening with my mother WIlly HERE

 

 

 

 

 

in the mirror

Madrid

Here we are! my dad & I :)

Below you can see the start of the painting of the studio in the enormous apartment in Madrid on Calle Atocha. This is the place where I started to really grow into my own being. So many things I remember and I will take you on a personal trip of my accounts there but right now I get back to the artist ;)

It is the mid 80’s now… take a look, there is the studio he was in then through a doorway with no door but curtains there was my mother’s work studio, then another room which was an office and finally at the end their bedroom. Behind my father it was my room and this all along a long hallway which had 2 small rooms and a bathroom on the other side of it. On the far end by their bedroom’s end of the place was the kitchen…this was one half of it!

Below the finished painting. You can see my mother’s studio had a huge work table! it had to be about 10 square feet at least and mid torso high standing up…great work table. They truly brought this place back to life, I clearly remember arriving there and the tiles you see there black and white were so covered with dirt and age that you could not make out the colors at all. My parents always had a way to bring the unlikeliest place to life and beyond.

Now you can see below the painting in the 2nd large studio on the OTHER side of the apartment, Huge room with about 4 balcony windows overlooking C/ Atocha. It is so funny because I Google mapped the address and you can totally see the door of the building, it really takes me back…you want to see? Atocha 14 . Did you see the 2nd floor? All those were our balconies, so it was the studio below. then my brother’s room which consisted of 2 adjacent rooms, it was like his own small apartment…wow.

Ok so we keep going. Below a portrait he did of mom for her shoe store which you can read about HERE, but come back!

Portrait of Willy van Rooy

The apparition

El Kilim – very big painting

The Sacred Heart

Name

Fashion photo shoot in our apartment by Hugh Schofield (*notice the 1st picture on his site) .Behind her you can see a self portrait of Maron. Below up close;

Portraits & Models

Maron painting Alicia Villa Padierna

 

Painting…working…

 

 

 

 

 

And of course…

it is the mid 80’s and I was a pre-teen, my goodness…they are busy with art, fashion, parties, business ventures, shoes, travel, us (brother & I). It was a great time and there is so much to tell but for now I leave you with this. Next there is more of Madrid so stay tuned!

alegria in Aquas

Aguas de Busot – Painting, shoes and travel

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

hello morning

El Cuarton – South of Spain – Early 80’s

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! 

 

self portrait Paris 1973

Paris – an artist is realized and a calling pursued…

Now my friends things get serious…they are in Paris in a beyond amazing studio they were able to get into after the lady who’s father designed the place realized he was an artist, for that complete story go here…so there they were in the best artist studio in Paris, and Maron knew now that his calling was an inevitable reality. He is a painter and great artist! Now I take you through this episode picture by picture…let’s go

Salvador’s self portrait 1973.

This is a gorgeous painting of my brother Alejandro in Paris…he must have been 5. The size of this piece is very nice, I would say about 4 feet tall by 3 feet wide, give or take.

Here is my grandfather Salvador in Paris, you can see his portrait to the right of the picture…yes indeed that’s him! he was a very funny man, I remember his laugh and loudness! as a young kid I recall the phone conversation between he and my father and how loud you could hear him from a distance! :) So Andaluz he was…Un beso ABUELO!

This is a wonderful piece, a portrait of their friend Pablo and although I have never seen it live, from the picture it is as if I have, I can only imagine in person…lovely!

This is a portrait of Jesus, a friend from Spain which carries a story. He found my father through family and friends and wanted to become a photographer. My father connected him with Tony Kent and so he worked as his assistant for a while…he suddenly was affected by tuberculosis and went to the hospital, he passed away quickly thereafter, sadly and so young. This portrait was given to his parents by Maron.

Well well…here is the MUSE…my mother. LOVELY. (Very nice size as well)

Here he is doing a promo piece but I don’t have much info on this particular one…I could not deprive you of it nevertheless.

Now here is the First of the knot series…my favorite series even though they all amaze me but I particularly love the knots. To the right of the knot it is a portrait of Tony Kent, the theme of the playing card is because he could do amazing magic tricks with cards…look closely at the portrait, it almost looks like a magic trick of his face appearing on the canvas, see it? And below I share with you the knot painting it self up close

The first Toile – 1973…MAGNIFICENT! The wall that has this right now is a lucky wall…

Paris continues and there is more to come

together

Personal prelude of what is to come in the form of a letter…Maron, my father.

My dear friends, we are now at a very special crossroads in this venture. My father wrote a letter I want to share with you all, this is a very special project for me on many levels…for one they are my parents and I know what they are in terms of art and creativity and even then I am floored every time, even while writing this story I learn more and  more about their timeline and how it all took shape for them, like you reading this for the first time I learn something new about their story. Then this is also my legacy and what I know to be my purpose  in many degrees so sharing this with the world is very important, I thank you personally for following the story and rest assured…there is plenty to come.

Here is the letter from my father, the artista! This is a peak of what is to come and a round up of where we have been and what is next:

My dearest Willy and Alegria, first of all I give a million thanks for everything you are doing, so wonderfully documenting the history of my profession as a painter of fine arts, as the great Mirikitani said: “Now I am a great artist. ” In 1972, we were in Canada and decided to return to Europe. It was then that I made the decision to devote myself entirely to painting, because everything that had happened until then you could say “was offered on a silver platter¨. Not surprising that I was the last to believe that I could really be a true artist. The way things happened it was not easy for me to keep up the image I had created with the help of Juan de Prat-Gay. In short I mean is that it took several years and many trips to face the inevitable dilemma that life had presented me. In ’72 I was resigned to the idea that everything that I had done under the tutelage of Juan was lost or at least missing. When returning to Madrid, finding all my work saved in the “Andalucia transport ¨ ,  seemed a sign from heaven that in fact  painting was my path and Paris seemed the most logical step. But before undertaking this second part of this story, it seems appropriate to look back at those 9 years of my transformation from childhood to adulthood almost without notice..

Here is the original letter in Spanish for my Spanish people ;)

Mi queridisimas Willy y Alegria, ante todo os doy un millón de gracias por todo lo que estáis haciendo documentando tan maravillosamente la historia de mi oficio como pintor de bella artes, como decía el gran Mirikitani: “ahora soy un gran artista”. Habíamos quedado en el año 1972, en que estábamos en Canadá y decidimos volver a Europa. Fue entonces que tome la decisión de dedicarme enteramente a la pintura, pues todo lo ocurrido hasta entonces se me había ofrecido se podría decir ¨en bandeja¨. No sorprende que yo era el último en creer que podía ser de verdad un verdadero artista. De la forma en que las cosas ocurrieron no era nada fácil mantenerme a la altura de la imagen que me había creado con la ayuda de Juan de Prat-Gay. Resumiendo quiero decir que tarde varios años y muchos viajes para poder enfrentarme al dilema ineludible que la vida me había obsequiado. En el 72 ya me había resignado a la idea de que todo lo que había hecho bajo la tutela de Juan se había perdido, al menos estaba en paradero desconocido. Cuando volviendo a Madrid descubrí toda mi obra guardada en ¨transporte Andalucia¨ me pareció una señal del cielo de que en efecto la pintura era mi camino y París parecía la etapa mas lógica. Pero antes de emprender esta segunda parte de la historia me parece adecuado hacer un repaso de esos 9 años de mi adolescencia en que pase de la niñez a la vida adulta sin darme casi cuenta.

1964 – This was one of his very 1st works, let me point out that he had never been to as much as a Museum or seen any real artwork on his own., nor did he ever have any art training or schooling. This is a raw work from Maron

1965 – The 1st exhibition and no less than in New York! wow…I don’t think he would have had this opportunity if there was no talent there don’t you agree??

1966 – for this one and from what I know Marie Helene De Rotschild was a woman with truly manificent taste and patron of artists, she saw the talent in front of her.

1968 – One of the first drawing of my mother in Morocco where they met

1968

1968

1969 – NY

1970 – Ibiza

1971 – Kashmir

1972 – Canada

1973 Madrid

Now my beloved ones we are going to go to Paris…are you ready??

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