Innocence
In my house in Porto we have this Picasso painting, a Blue Nude - the original, of course. For a long time, I thought it was a potato with hair, a rotten persimmon or something like that. I never really understood why would someone put this crazy painting on their living room but I hadn't given it too much thought anyway. One day, a big event, perhaps Christmas, maybe Easter or a birthday, I was with my cousins sitting on the couch when suddenly, it came to us - that's not some potato, it's a naked woman! Is she sad? She is, I think.
How can be that my sun evaluate my art concetps in that way? Who else than my sun could think that my walls could be used to second class aplications? Better peintures than the ones fixed in my walls only in Serralves, Louvre or at Goggenheim!!!
but but but.... I love that painting!