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Autumn arrives and with it a preamble of silence spreads throughout the land. Flowers fade and many plants suddenly change color. It is as if an orchestra in full dress begins to play an indescribably beautiful work. The brown and reddish and yellowish colors reach the forests and the beautiful reflections of a new nature reach the lakes and rivers. It seems that everything is going to die as the beasts run through the forests looking for provisions to store in their güaridas as if they feared that a catastrophe is about to arrive. "As long as the land remains, the sowing and harvesting, the cold and the heat, summer and winter, and day and night "(Gen. 8:22)
Comencé a pintar mis primeros 'frescos' a los 10 años.Vivíamos en una granja a las afueras de Sant Cugat del Vallés y mi padre en su tiempo libre pintaba al óleo en las paredes de la vieja casa. Bodegones, paisajes, bellas obras que quedaron allí como testimonio de que por ese lugar pasó un artista discreto con un hijo aprendiz.
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