This past week, I went to cover an exhibit of landscapes by five contemporary Mexican artists. Of course, the idea of a “landscape” was more broadly interpreted by some artists – i.e. the landscape of the city corner, the landscape underwater in a coral reef. But my favorite pieces, by painter Antonio Luquin, were more literal. He painted his neighborhood. How sweet is that? And yeah, sure, there are some less nostalgic elements, like the locks in the first painting meant to portray how Mexican institutions stop individuals’ achievement by trying to control them.
But still, it was nice to see something both epic and familiar.
Photos taken by me.