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By Héctor Abad Faciolince I believe that the God of this lively, terrestrial artist is closer to the pantheistic God of the kindly heterodox Jew

Mama Shibulata Zarabata In the beginning, nothing existed; there was no Earth, no Sun, no Moon. Everything was darkness, everything was water. Water was the

There are only bloody fairy tales, because every fairytale is born from the depths of blood and fear.” Franz Kafka, 1952 In this series, Ana

Ana González belongs to a generation of enterprising artists who cultivate their trade within the narrow thresholds of aesthetics. Her career, nourished by a very

Nature is a temple in which living pillarsSometimes give voice to confused words;Man passes there through forests of symbolsWhich look at him with understanding eyes.“Correspondences”,