Opinion:

"Xoanxo´s painting confronts us with a subconscious that works fervently in the spontaneous creation of his most intimate thoughts, however, his highly expressive paintings are charged with realist connotations, reached perhaps from that box of surprises where we find slept our childhood memories and where he plays like an illusionist, balancing, combining and recreating himself in the creation of his own works¨".

Manuel Romero (Artist)

 

 "His approach to painting is deeply imbued with the myth and philosophy of his native Spain. His perceptive involvement with the sheer power of colour, in abstract statements, gives his paintings both literal and emotional presence that stems directly from his Galician heritage".

C.G. Mornay (Writer and Artist)

 

"Abstract in style, his work exudes raw emotion,a conflict of feelings portrayed with hopeful animated colours overlaid with brooding, densely textured relief. Previous works, also on show, indicate the artist´s dramatic departure in style...Here he demonstrates the sheer power of colour combined with severe linear formations where mixed media present subtle traces of texture, matt richness of colour and are offset by shiny show of gloss".

Martyn Webster (Art Curator)

 

"Cuando la inspiración quiso dotar a una mente del poder de expresión suficiente para poder transmitir sin palabras el dolor de un pueblo y el sufrimiento de varias generaciones, eligió a Xoanxo. Éste, se dejó imbuir por la quinta esencia y creó “One Day I Cried” Un día lloré. Un título que es media obra y la otra mitad es creada con pintura.

El autor ha seleccionado dos colores claves para interpretar la obra:

Negro / Blanco

Negro es (y seguro que es),
El color del petróleo
El color del sudor del mar
El color de las aves de las costas del norte
El color de los arenales
El color de la tempestad
El color del luto
El color de la noche
El color de la muerte
El color del dinero
El color del traje de Aznar, de Fraga y de su pm
El color de ….

Blanco es (quizás es),

Un gallego o
Su lágrima o
La lagrima de su madre o
La lagrima de sus hijos o
Quien sabe, quizás es la mierda de una gaviota que se caga en todo lo negro.

Quien conoce la historia del pueblo Gallego, entenderá la interpretación de esta obra".                                                 

Don Berto Rascazzione (Art Critic)

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