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- Painter - Sculptor - Muralist -
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SANTA CLARA, CUBA
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I
am one of many in a generation of Cubans who, in the midst of our
adolescence, came of age trapped by two dictatorships...Fulgencio
Batista's and Fidel Castro's. Ambushed by both, we fought against both
like Quijotes. Then suddenly we found ourselves
roaming the four
corners of the earth, stranded in the outlands, like shipwrecked
sailors yearning for the land we were forced to leave behind, for an
essence lost in time.
My first teacher in the field of art was not only from my hometown, he was part of my family. It was my uncle Rafael Jiménez, who nurtured my first brushstrokes...until the hurricane swept everything away. Afterwards I would follow my own course, finally finding myself in this vast school that they have labeled "expressionism" and to which I have been loyal in my sculptures, paintings and murals...first in Cuba and later abroad, in exile, where I have now lived 37 years.
Hence,
I consider myself an artist of the exodus, of the diaspora, of that
extraordinary wellspring of Cuban culture which has been dispersed--and
at times lost-- throughout the planet. In my case, I was first in
Ecuador, then in Puerto Rico and the United States (which I have
always perceived as two separate entities, two different countries).
It was in Puerto Rico where I truly became an artist, in the
professional sense of the word. It was there that I met magnificent
teachers, who would also become my friends: Rolando López Dirube,
John Balosi, Antonio Gantes, Cundo Bermúdez, Alfonso Arana, Victor
Piedra, Alejandro Sanchez-Felipe, among many others. There was the
extraordinary sculptor Alfredo Lozano, who, in more ways than
one--and perhaps because I was the youngest in the group--treated me
like a son.
I
became a founding member of the Art Students League of San Juan.
Later I taught at the University of Puerto Rico, as well as in
several other schools of that beloved, tiny Caribbean Island. I also
taught in the city of Miami
in
the United States.
I
have never been able to forget my Cuba, nor my birthplace, the city
of Santa Clara, with its people, its customs and its moments
(moments???)...I
will continue working in my art as long as I'm alive, since that
is the best and the most beautiful way to preserve the ongoing, ever
expanding growth, and facing the inexorable and
unavoidable reality of being a human being who loves his family,
humanity, and fights...will eternally fight for freedom
and justice..."
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| Note:
The works presented are not in chronological order nor do they
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Ceramic works in recreational areas and swimming pools
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