This artwork is based on the poem by federico Garcia Lorca  <<Paisaje>>.

<<Field
of olive trees
opens and closes
like a fan
about the olive grove
there is a sunken sky
and a dark rain
of cold lights
Reed trembles and gloom
By the river.
The gray air ripples.
the olive trees,
they are loaded
of screams.
a flock
of captive birds,
that move their very long
tails in the dark.>>

Paisaje

Madrid was soaked with rain and so was I. I was late for my meeting with my editor. I was late for the meeting with my publisher. I was angry, a book can't be done in just 3 months, I needed the money but what if I don't go? I mean, they're going to cut down trees to make a book I'm going to hate. Fuck it! I'm not going.
I walked into a bar with horrible signage. They advertised breakfast on a yellow sign like a gold-buying and selling shop. I figured it would be cheap.

Carla served me 6 churros and a hot chocolate. I still didn't know her name but it struck me that such an interesting girl worked in such a depressing bar. She was like Penelope Cruz in the Almodovar film. I had to paint this girl.

I put my portfolio on top of the bar pretending to ask for some work, just to get her attention. It worked, she came over with a rag in her hand and gestured for me to remove my stuff so she could wipe the bar.

He didn't say a word. A timely withdrawal is a victory, so I decided to put my work away quickly, so much so that I didn't zip up my wallet and the illustrations fell on the floor, which was full of shit!  
Yes, I screamed shit too.

Carla came to help me.
Oh, how nice, what a pity they got stained! She said with real pity.

_Now I'll have to paint a new one, have you ever been painted? 😏

Alex de Marcos

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