My creative universe, paintings and other realities

"Braille" Fernando Soler, writer

I hung the painting where I could touch it. A sparrow descends to perch on the branches sprouting beside a wall. I run my hand over the softness of its grayish down, the wavy fold of its wings, the legs already poised to clutch, and everywhere my fingers feel the breaks, cracks, and thick overpaint that threaten its flaking body: the bird is painted on the wall, it does not breathe, it is an old graffiti that will succumb when the wall that holds it finally collapses.

But on the ground the green leaves sway and cast a dance of shadows like wings over the concrete where the motionless bird lives. They seem to be calling it. Will they ever meet? In the deepest background of his painting, in the most profound layers, glints of gold begin to shine beneath the wounds of the walls. Perhaps Carlos Díaz is painting desires in the mercury of his mirrors.

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"Treasures" Jacinto Brena, writer

The gold in the background of his paintings seems to me an invitation for the viewer to enter into the macro plane of the image and discover that a treasure has been hidden there. I sense an aspiration—sometimes not fully achieved—to be understood. His paintings invite us to widen the frame (for example, from the shadows to the objects that produce them) as much as to close it in to a point of proximity where figuration disappears and dissolves into the pictorial matter. So that the viewer approaches that limit and does not get lost halfway along the path, he has scattered those crumbs of gold. The shine is not displayed overtly, as in sanctuary art (Byzantine or Modernist), but rather offered as a buried treasure.