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Ever since I got to know the work of Débora Arango I have been fascinated, seeing in each of her paintings the social problems that this country has faced for so long is wonderful and heartbreaking. Few artists have been able to portray reality with such crudeness.
I see this work and I can only think about the freedom of my body. I go back to my school years and I remember when I would come home, I would throw myself on my bed and my skirt would rise up completely, there at this moment I was free. Free of looks, of prejudices, of absurd clothing. I remember all the times when I have thrown myself on the floor, to feel free, to rest from society and its noise.

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My favorite work of art is a story called “the nightingale and the rose”. Oscar Wilde was write this story in the year 1888. I don’t now it’s origin but I like think that it speaks about him.

Oscar was a young very passionate and he was find for the first time the love in the secondary, he was very intelligent and curious, and one day he was let love, but his love was not corresponded, that is why he related how through a sacrifice for love, the nightingale died alluding to his feelings

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Rage, anger, perhaps disappointment are some of the feelings that this painting has conveyed over the years. This painting called the Fallen Angel, was made in 1847 by the French painter Alexandre Cabanel.
An unprecedented battle was fought in the sky, for love.
From the beginning of time, when God created rational beings, he established an unbreakable rule that angels were totally forbidden to interact with humans.
It was the darkest night mankind had ever seen. In a small hut a humble couple was giving birth to their first born. Lilith, a beautiful baby with the brightest eyes ever seen, lush golden hair and an almost angelic smile.
Lucifer was watching the humans from afar, as usual, when he heard the first cry of this little one and silently approached without knowing what really caught his attention...

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it has been said for a long time that each one has an angel who watches over him. An angel had the power to give people signals about a danger so that people would make good decisions, but David, a man who was old and orphaned, did not believe in this, until one night he was walking on a bridge alone and too dangerous, he was nervous about going over there but to get out faster he took this path. the chosen angel made many sings for him to change his way ( the angel blew, he inspired fear, the light disappeared) and still David did not move away and continued .
The angel gets tiredof not being able to show his imagen and talk lawbreaker appears in front of DAVID, and with a look of wearned and disappointment he yells at him, just go back!!!

David was surprised to see a strong brave angel and never seen again, he turns around and walks home pale and trembling

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I'm not a big fan of works of art but the ones I remember the works of Omar Rayo are the ones I like the most. His works were characterized by having a geometric composition with which he reached a degree of optical illusion. he made his works in this way due to his handling of lines, shapes and shadows.
His works managed to contribute to Colombian modern art due to the creativity that he reflected in them.

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This piece of art has many stories, but here I will tell you two. In this painting we can observe that Velázquez, his painter, wanted to raise his status by appearing in his own work of art next to royalty, kings are not the center of attention in painting, but rather are the observers, they are known to be observers by their reflection in the mirror behind.  Velázquez wanted to break with the typical portrait that was made at the time. Velázquez wanted to make the king feel like a participant and observer of his work, his main observer and that his work was made for royalty.

Another story says that Velázquez may have wanted to highlight his own image and make any observer participate in his artistic work. He knew that his work would be remembered and wanted to make his observers, no matter the time, partakers of his art, not just royalty.

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It was created by the artist Yurika around 2015, this painted mural is located in 26th street, and this creation participated in a district event of street art.
This mural represents the violent reality of colombia, because are 4 million victims were displaced from their lands by the arm conflict and and they are crimes that were unpunished.
For this reason, this painted mural is my favorit art, because it`s a mural that represents the desire for justice that maybe never we have.

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This story tells how a painter long ago improved the work of art of the mona lisa, it all happened one afternoon when a man was looking at the painter of the mona lisa, at that moment he thought because she was skinny and had no other build, so He started painting and the result was another kind of Mona Lisa, one that did not follow social stereotypes.

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My favorite painting is Van Gogh's sunflowers, the history of its elaboration is based on the feeling that colors transmit and the way of expressing oneself from the depths of the soul.

The painting is the reflection of how Van Gogh felt one lonely night in his room full of sadness, but at the same time he knew that the meaning of this painting would be based on something so real that he would have to whistle it over and over again because he was aware that sunflowers like all flowers withered over time, it should be noted that while Van Gogh looked at the color combination he realized that yellow had different shades and that this color was not as cheerful as people assimilated it, for him this color it meant pure sadness and its stages.

But in the end he achieved what he wanted and it was not only to express how he felt but it was the painting with which he felt most proud of himself.

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One of my favorite paintings is: "The Persistence of Memory by Salvador Dalí". This work was made by Dalí in 1931, and the main pieces of it are smooth pocket watches that seem to melt.

The volatility of time
I have no time, time flies, I have little time, etc., are some of the expressions I hear around me every day. always thinking that if I don't get to my French lesson on time, Mom will be mad, or if I don't keep myself busy all the time, it will be an unproductive day. Always tired of seeing how the clock controls my life, that's why I want to stop it.
However, there is only one place where I don't think clockwise . There, time is relative, barely perceptible and very unhinged. It is in this place where pleasure and joy reigned in my life, where my head is on my feet, where the universe whispers in my ear, but above all where time is killed. Luckily, and after all, this murder only lasts 4 hours.

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My favorite workart is "Guernica" by Pablo Picasso because the subject matter of this work is shocking and painful. The story of how this painting was created is too sad. The inspiration for this painting came to him one day while Picasso was witnessing the bombing of the civilian population of Guernica by German planes, a bombing that was intended to demoralize the people and achieve the surrender of the city.

When Picasso saw what was happening, he ran to take refuge in the basement of his house for the three hours that the attack lasted. At the end of the bombing, Picasso left the basement and realized that almost all the buildings had been totally destroyed by the fire that couldn't be put out until the next day. That April 26, 1937, around 1600 people died in the city of Vasco while the German army was celebrating their victory.

Picasso decided to capture in his work the suffering and pain that his homeland experienced that day and painted 'Guernica' to denounce the "atrocities of the Republic" during the Spanish Civil War. 'Guernica' took the artist 35 days but his work has become to this day one of the most prominent symbols of denunciation of barbarism and the horror of war in history.

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Self-Portrait with Bandaged Ear
Vincent Van Gogh - 1889

Vincent was in his house getting ready to bed, when he was falling asleep a whistle kinda noisy started to hit in his right ear, at the beginning he thought it was a normal thing, age things or something like that, so he got back to try to sleep.
Later when he was already sleeping, he woke up abruply, the noise was getting worse and worse, basicallynow he couldn't hear by his right ear only this unstopable whistle, he'd tried everything to stop the sound but nothing worked until he saw the steak knife and he thought "I'm really gonna do this", he drinked a bottle of rum in one sip and grabbed the knife. The rest is history, but at the end he could sleep well the rest of the night to work the next day on the butcher.

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Every day I walked through the wheat fields near my house on my way to work. I had always passed by this same place but had never stopped to observe it. Perhaps because it was such a simple place that finding beauty in such a place seemed inconceivable to me.
However, one day I went to get milk for breakfast and passed by that place, I saw an old man lost on the horizon and I asked him if he needed help. He looked at me for a moment, smiled, shook his head, and his gaze disappeared over the horizon again. I spoke to the old man again, this time telling him to go home, that it was not a good place to be. He turned to see me and made a space for me on his stool and told me: "beauty is in the eyes of the beholder."
I stayed silent and watched those wheat fields carefully trying to understand those words. At first, those words seemed ridiculous to me. something is beautiful or it is not, but little by little I immersed myself in that cold landscape, lonely but calm, full and brimming with calm. I felt a serenity that danced to the rhythm of my soul. It was a sense of serenity that absorbed me so strongly that I was hypnotized. The moment I managed to release that spell I turned my head towards the old man who to my surprise was no longer by my side, then I looked at my watch and to my surprise 6 and a half hours had passed. It was clear that he no longer had to go for milk but for something to eat for lunch.

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Vincent van Gogh - Wheatfield with Cypresses 1889  - (MeisterDrucke-96276)

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This is a painting created in 1964 by René Magritte an surrealist painter, he wated to make a self portrait, thats the razon of the particular clothes that always characterized the painter, but decided put an apple in the front of his face.
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I had to killed the monster

American was a kid, breeding in a bad family. His father, a horrible man that made horrible things during his hole life, many of this things included to American, his body, and his thoughts.
The kid always dreaming how happy he will if he killed the monster; for that, every day he put an apple in the tree of the backyard and practiced his aim with a knife, when the monster wasn't close
One day, American woke up with his heart burning in rage, he felt his hans trembled, but that didn't matter, he walked across the hallway of the house that was connected to the dark room, went down the stairs and waited until the monster came up.
The next that he remember was he visualized the apple in front the head of the monster and without no doubt threw his knife, with hope in his accion, tears in his face, scare in his soul.... but...then the leviatan was gone, American was free, finaly free.

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Vincent van Gogh – Cafe Terrace, Place du Forum, Arles, 1888 

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Vincent van Gogh – Cafe Terrace, Place du Forum, Arles, 1888 

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He set up his easel at the corner of the Place du Forum and captured the sight of a busy local cafe lit by artificial light.

If Van Gogh had lived in Bogota:

Cafe Terrace, Place du "BOGOTA"
It was late at night in the Bogota streets, "I loved her".

*An hour before*

I was taking the bus at 6:00  p.m when suddenly a motorcycle collided with the bus! I didn't wait then I walked.

While I was walking house, I saw a beautiful lady, she was drinking a coffee with a tall man. He was being silly and funny, and she kissed him under the star show; she kissed him the same way she kissed me...

The street turned into an oil painting while someone was tried grab my notebook.
-I said "I loved her"
+ someone asked me who?
-"I loved you", I replied

The true ending:
That "someone" was a thief and he said to Vincent: "who asked you?"
*He was robbed on his way home.*
*That "lady" was Vincent's girlfriend*

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Gustave Courbet - Le Désespéré (1843)

Le Désespéré (Desperation or The Desperate Man) is an 1843-1845 oil on canvas self-portrait by Gustave Courbet.

Gustave don't recognize himself, he didn't remember his bad appearance, only see a homeless in the reflex of the mirror, Gustave touch his long hair, his hand runs through his scruffy beard.
Now he remeber!
The memories and tasks come back to him like a spark through his mind, with a sharp pang in his head.
Gustave leaves the bathroom with dizziness and saw the living room full of uncorked paint bottles,  several half-finished paintings and a  red wine bottle on the floor spilled.
He spent the rest of the day airing out the room and cleaning up, but not before reminding himself
- "I won't go back to work drunk again"

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The Venus de Milo sculpture is one of the sculptures that catches my attention the most. I find the way in which these sculptures are created interesting, the minute details that can be perceived and the story behind it.  The fact that it has no arms and the meaning of it is striking.  Well, according to history, the Venus de Milo statue represents a woman with a naked torso, her hair tied back and a dress tight at the waist that covers her pubis and lower extremities.  The fact that the piece lost its arms is obvious.  For the West, the Venus de Milo is a paradigm of ideal beauty.  She embodies the values ​​of proportion, balance and symmetry that have shaped our aesthetic culture since ancient times.

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I don't know much about art but i like the drawings of the japanese comic artist Chica Umino, this drawing is of a character called Vortirgern, the drawing was made for a videogame and was the first time Chica Umino did a drawing for a videogame.
The athmosphere of the picture is very cold and sad, the color palette brings the drawing a tone of melancholy and the expression in the face of Vortirgern conveys a feeling of loneliness, all of these elements create a piece of art that represent the sadness of a character.
Also, Chica Umino is entomophobic but for this work she fought her phobia and learned a lot about bugs only to draw the moth that accompanyng Vortirgern in the drawing, that was super impressive and in a way insparing, is insparing when someone fight their fears to advance and improve, in this case improve as an artist.

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My favorite work of art is "The Republic" by Debora Arángo because it is a political work of art. Debora portrayed from her perspective the violence in which the Republic of Colombia is still submerged. In her time, art was becoming a forceful denunciation mechanism that expressed a complex reality. It was necessary to make visible through art what was happening in the country so that society was aware of its context and did something.
"Colombia is devoured by carrion birds". Violence was and continues to be a structural problem that must be questioned from art in order to change the path of Colombian history. Debora was a painter who revolutionized art, she used it as a counterpower weapon. That is why she is a great reference for me, because she was a powerful woman who was not afraid to express her context through painting. That is how I want to do it, but with the music and the dance.

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Sighs of salt: The girl at the window.

It is a painting made by a young Salvador Dalí. In this painting he portrayed his sister looking through a window towards the sea that reflects the sky, as it reflects the freedom we long for with that freedom we possess and that the same freedom we have to stay is the same that limits our freedom to leave.

I think the beauty of art is that each subject can interpret it according to his or her experiences and feelings, and that even if opinions are different, they are not necessarily wrong.

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Suspiros de sal - muchacha en la ventana

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My favorite picture of arte is "The Mona Lisa" is a portrait of a woman by the Italian artist Leonardo da Vinci, has been described as "the best known, the most visited, the most written about, the most sung about, the most parodied work of art in the world".

Leonardo was one of the first painters to use aerial perspective. The subject's expression (more specifically Mona Lisa's smile) is frequently described as enigmatic and has intrigued people for centuries. Over the years, the painting has been stolen, stoned, and damaged with acid, but continues to endure the test of time. What I like most about this painting are the details of the woman and how enigmatic she has been throughout history.

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my favorite work of art is the starry night by Vincent Van Gogh, it was a painting made in the year 1889, where while he was in his room in the mental hospital he stopped, looked out the window and painted this beautiful view.

later this painting was so famous that it appeared in two chapters of the simpsons, in one of the chapters this work of art could be seen while lisa was walking next to the mensa society she stopped and saw a truck carrying works by Van Gohg, the other chapter you see this work of art at the end of a chapter when moe sings he stops and in the background you see the work of art and then he continues singing. In addition to its beautiful colors and strokes, I like this work because of the tranquility that it transmits when I see it.