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Joan Mirò in a Barcelona that has changed colors

Joan Mirò tells us about his beloved Barcelona through the Foundation that bears his name; he himself participated in making it in 1971. Undisputed genius of surrealism today pays homage to a city that experiences the same sadness he felt during his adolescence.

Joan Mirò in a Barcelona that has changed colors

We could define Mirò as one of the most imaginative artists, almost the creator of the funny and the absurd, but who was Joan really?

Joan Mirò he was a methodical little man who got up very early in the morning to go to his office and stand in front of his easel, exactly as he would have done if he had been a clerk sitting behind his desk, and like a white collar he worked eight hours a day. He then he would go home, eat and read to distract himself before going to bed - every day like this.

His study at Palma de Mallorca it was so tidy that it didn't look like an artist's studio, but rather a doctor's office. In fact, all the brushes were neat and clean while the paint tubes perfectly aligned on the table looked like lead soldiers.

The Mirò man transforms into an artist only when he picks up the brush; in that precise moment every emotion, dream, illusion took shape on the canvas. And here fish with false eyelashes swim in space and the stairs tilt into nothingness – as if to observe the faceless mustaches that curl around the triangles.

Naturally Mirò is one of the great masters of the last century, just like Matisse and Picasso. We are in 1958 when Joan realizes that his art has been surpassed, he is so convinced that between paintings and drawings he burns over one hundred works. A bonfire costing many millions of euros today, of which the Times reported the facts, including the painter's words: "The only way to renew is to rejuvenate, to give an energetic clean up". 

The city of Barcelona he honored him by placing some of his works in the city, as well as having a plaque placed on the facade of the house where he was born in 1893 in a neighborhood where everything was colour. Indeed, the flower and bird market was a triumph of perfumes that the air carried all around.

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