I like this picture because for me show how in the eyes of most of the people the violence isn’t important and could be invisible if is away from you, but when you get closer you can see a lot of problems and history.

At first, paradise was represented as an ideal place, imagined as a natural space filled with light and nature.

But, with the vegetal god, we can see that with the passage of time, believing that paradise was in the amazon and after being discovered, paradise began to be represented as an ideal darker place, it was seen more as a reality than as an ideal.

Also, by looking the shapes, colors and forma, we can deduce that for the author, nature is seen as something confusing and complex.

It’s like if the author is saying that nature is not just a perfect place, but also a mysterious one.

For me the vegetal god, with its dark and strange forms, represents the unknown and uncontrollable aspects of nature. Maybe I could say that it shows that nature is not something to be admire, but also to be respected and understood

His style, which is certainly impressionistic, reminds us that beauty is not in the perfect details, but in the perception of the moment, in the light that changes, in the colors that mix freely. In a fast-paced world, this paint teaches us to value the ephemeral and to find harmony in the everyday, not only in a landscape of France, but also in our beloved Bogota.

María Paz Salom Muñoz

For me, this painting means something beyond its natural meaning. I see how the objectification of women is also represented in the painting and how throughout history we have been stripped of everything just for male complacency. By entering into an area in which we always want to be pleasing men and for that very reason they also take away pieces of us (Since the Bible, which by the way was written by men, we are accused of all the evils of human beings), of our lands, of our everything. I feel that the stripping of the land can also be understood in a literal sense, since always in history women have been put in the background or have been limited to being ladies-in-waiting or muses of men. Our individual existence takes a backseat and we become the shadow of the attributes of the man who accompanies us. For me this also represents the question: What is left for us as women after these thefts of identity? The earth is also our history and our journey, it is also the achievements we have had as women and that have been taken from us, however, unfortunately, the world works in such a way that we are violated and we have no choice but to stay there, watching how they take away from us what we have built with so much effort in silence.

It also evokes the idea of ​​a modern herbarium, where instead of physically preserving the plants, they are immortalized in images that seem to float, a way of collecting images of flowers in a more eternal way.