View of Art on a Gray Day...

I was so bored at one o'clock today. I am never bored. I needed a diversion. I wanted something different; but I am in seclusion much as the rest of the world. I said to myself, "If instead of being in quarantine, what would I do if I were traveling?" Voila, the answer appeared. I'd be at a museum, or castle, beach, river, theater, zoo, climbing mountains. Limited in my possibilities I chose reading a book on art on the works of Spanish Artist Eduardo Juan Gonzalez Arroyo. I'd had this volume at home for sometime and had scanned it frequently. He died not that long ago. What did I see. I saw art I would never display in my home. I saw caricatures of political people post the Civil War in Spain. I saw an artist who was wildly and at times obsessively political. I saw a man burning with negative passion and in the end perhaps finding himself. I found most interesting his original choice of career was to be in journalism; using words. His drawing and art career happened almost accidentally when as an emigre in Paris with language difficulties, art found him. Art for him was a better medium than words to work out his railing at political, church, and military yokes which had constricted him. My careers and many of yours found you also. It seems to me, LIFE chooses.
K. B. Pellegrino, Author