Javier Molina
No creature can learn that which his heart has no shape to hold
The Patna
Posted on September 27, 2019
The Patna
“The little machine shook and rocked tumultuously, and the crimson nape of that lowered neck, the size of those straining thighs, the immense heaving of that dingy, striped green-and-orange back, the whole burrowing effort of that gaudy and sordid mess, troubled one’s sense of probability with a droll and fearsome effect, like one of those grotesque and distinct visions that scare and fascinate one in a fever.”
Lord Jim, Joseph Conrad
Artichoke in bloom
Posted on July 25, 2019
This image has been added to my on going Still Life projects.
Not a painting… Digital image from my photographs.
I feel obliged to explain verbally this image:
The original still life photograph is lifted, raised to another level, to another interpretation, and placed in this new ‘reality’. A friend called this final estate: Magic Realism, a term which is commonly applied to literature, specifically Latin American fiction.
The Self adrift
Posted on July 11, 2019
The Self adrift (or the Self as Ophelia)
This image has been added to my on going Portraits project. To view the collections please follow this link https://molinabarrios.com
The Pilgrim Prophet
Posted on June 25, 2019
Broken Angel
Posted on April 12, 2019
