I had seen something related to art while passing by one day. But I was in a hurry since it was not a walk and I said another day with more calm I will look carefully.
A few days later my friend and I went for a walk and began a walk between chats.
As we came to a corner, but it looked like I had passed by there before, but it seemed closed.
When we turned around, I realized I was wrong. There was an art gallery there.
Did you think I could resist walking among art, especially if it was new? Well, no.
We looked at the works on display from the outside.
In some cases we realized what they were, of course they were birds.
But also near these birds with a very big crest there were other paintings, they seemed to be in one case a kind of dry trunk, with miniature people falling from there and the other one... the man walks very somberly.
At that moment a man comes up to us and says: You can come in and look.
There I realized that it was a place where various modern artists exhibited their works and put them on sale.
The place was not very big but the variety of styles and paintings to see were.
Paintings with a lot of brightness, but on this first wall, they were paintings with little variety of colors, many in shades of gray.
Of course, much was left to the imagination, so I could see motifs of nature such as trees, flowers, but others did not even know what they were.
These were one of the ones my friend liked the most.
In this one I think the poor tree had a personality conflict.
Curious the tower of Babel with people flying around it. Art is like that, it can be interpreted in different ways.
Also on my art walk I came across this painting, it had a bit more colors, but they looked like beings from another world, a very crazy one. Would I be in it?
Tell me this one is not a beauty and very decorative? You can interpret it however you want.
It was complicated to take pictures because most of them were framed and with glass in front so the brightness of the lights didn't let the picture come out in the photo. But I managed.
Aren't the little owls in the tree adorable, hiding...I think they are hiding.
First I thought I saw Noah's ark, but then I said animals I see only an elephant. A modern ark no doubt.
For those who wonder, the artist's name is Paco Aguilar. He has quite good and colorful works.
In this case there are certainly two birds, but also an alien ship. Another strange world.
When I read the title of this work I asked myself the same question, where are we going?
And here a very particular navy, there seems to be some disorder among the ships or they don't agree.
Of course there were other artists and sometimes it seemed that their works were intermingled. As in this case. The difference is very noticeable.
These works caught my attention, not because of the work itself but because of the technique.
The author's name is José Antonio Diazdel.
The paintings were made, in addition to paint, with fabrics of various textures and paper.
Although the signs said mixed technique, I could detect the fabrics above all and a paper like the one used to paper the walls.
The gallery was very well lit, with large windows and you could see that although it was not big, everything was very well arranged. The manager was very kind and explained to the tourists who entered.
There were also works as if they were drawings, most were of birds.
The artist was Eggpicnic Studio, Australia.
Some very colorful paintings and most of them were displayed in the windows.
The prices of all the works varied greatly, but I could see some that went for as much as 6,000 euros. Others of course much less.
While it is not the style of art that I like at all, there were some paintings, especially the first ones, that pleased me.
And on this walk we exchanged opinions with my friend about what we saw or what we thought we saw.
We had a lot of fun, because it was something different and a place we didn't even know existed. There are always surprises in the equines.
Thank you all so much for joining me on this Wednesday walk. Best regards and see you next time.
Amonet.
All photographs are my own.