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Hello, friends of HIVE and of this beautiful community: @silverbloggers! In recent days the international day of art was celebrated, so the municipal government of my city decided to take a day to make an exhibition of paintings of authors who make life in the town and a tasting of traditional drinks of our people.

The organizer of this event is a great friend of mine, comadre and work colleague, who is the current director of Tourism of the Municipality. Also, among the exhibitors were three students, excellent painters, and great friends who are very talented artists.

Pleasantly, I found that, beyond the political differences (remember that in Venezuela chavismo has made a great division among citizens), the Cuman community responded positively and massively to this pleasant, interesting and artistic meeting.

Most of the works were colorful, vibrant, perhaps recalling the colors of the Caribbean, our mestizo culture, our landscape always in bloom, that environment that stands out as a flash, a trace, a magical light, present in our pupils.

I am a believer that according to the eye, everything is art. A smile, an outstretched hand, a dry, ripe or green fruit is art. A sunset, the smell of coffee, freshly baked bread is art. If so: we consume art every day. We are spectators of art without realizing it.

Sometimes we are so immersed in the routine of everyday life that we are unable to see the extraordinary in the everyday. Our environment is full of signs and we just have to catch them, and with them create.

I remember many years ago, on a visit to Caracas, I went to the Ateneo to see a very famous traveling exhibition of an Argentine artist. The exhibition consisted of dolls' heads in glass jars filled with water. At first, I remember, I felt cheated because “that” was not my idea of “art”.

However, I discovered the metaphor behind those dolls' heads, submerged in colored water, shaved or with hair like jellyfish that conveyed a message and left everyone who saw them trembling like a dry leaf moved by the air.

In the end, I believe that art does not seek eyeballs, nor applause, nor criticism, nor profit. Art seeks to move. That he who stands in front of a painting, act as one who stands in front of the horizon, before the sunrise or sunset, who only sighs and feels that life comes to him like a wave and soaks him, leaving him more orphaned or more united to the earth itself.

All these images are photographs taken by me of works by painters from the state of Sucre and the text was translated with Deepl


Thank you for reading and commenting. Until next time, friends



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Great that your municipal government arranged this exhibition, must be a huge encouragement for the artists and the drinks manufacturers!
I agree that there is art in so many things in life. I still look at the shapes of rocks, clouds, and mountains and see different objects there; nature's art.
Funny how things trigger memories, like the one of the dolls' heads, must have looked strange!

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When they talk about art, I always remember that exhibition. Those “decapitated dolls” had a symbolism that I could only understand later. I think that to admire and see art you only need to have sensitivity. I send you a hug from Venezuela and I hope you were not affected by yesterday's blackout.

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I see tennis balls ....

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I love this post. How cool are your friends! Did you drink local beer or wine or rum?

Yes the hummingbird, tennis balls and cheese plant picture I love!

A big ball hug to you my artyfriend :)

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Hermosas obras, qué momentos tan agradables compartieron, sí, en el arte no hay división cada uno está en lo suyo y su única mirada es el arte, por lo menos así lo veo.

Felicidades.

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They are beautiful works of art. Great thing, you have an exhibition held by the Tourism department of the municipality where talented people can share their piece.

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