Towns of the Aegean: Dogs of the Streets

A street scene in Ilica, Turkey

As I have mentioned in my other articles, I am travelling through the Aegean region of Turkey and visiting some of the nearby Greek islands. However, presently I am in a beautiful little town called Ilica on the Chesme peninsula, not too far from the important city of Izmir. Ilica’s a little town that grows to immense proportions during the summer season as thousands of tourists…mostly Turkish from Izmir and Istanbul…flock to this tropical paradise in the mid-Aegean region.

Of course, for in Ilica there are very nice sandy beaches and the waters of the sea here, is incredible. Cool, clean, crystal clear, inviting and refreshing. It is no wonder why thousands rush over every year to spend…if you are lucky and have the vacation time available…from June to September.

However, I have been noticing a rather disturbing situation that has been getting more and more noticeable within the last six to seven years that I have been coming here. It is the amount of stray dogs that roam the streets at will. They lie where they please and sleep where they please and do everything else wherever they please. In truth, they act like the town is theirs and we are all just passing migratory birds, here for the summer then off to our colder climes.

I find this situation disturbing, for although people here tell me that the dogs have been looked at by the local veterinarian and have received their shots, I am still weary of packs of dogs roaming the town as if they owned it. They go into the water and scare the little children. And I say, these are not cuddly little pooches, they are all big dogs. I think they are a mix of Labrador with Anatolian Hound, judging by their size.

In any event, I just wanted to put this out there. Maybe someone will mention this to the authorities so that they can begin to pick up these animals and take them to a safe place out in the country. Around Ilica there are many ranch type properties with plenty of space for these dogs to wonder and live happy lives. Anyways, since I have never encountered such a situation, I just wanted to express this curious detail of another wise beautiful little town, Ilica.

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The “big” beach in Ilica and the dogs


From My Blood-Red Orange Part 12: Magical Realism

Participating in a mixed expo…2016…with painting “Cello” (2003 acrylic on canvas)

As an artist, I am interested in reality. In my private world I am fascinated by dreams, symbolism, surrealism and all manner of wonders useful for allowing the mind to escape from the tediousness which often results from the intensity of reality. But when I am at work, I am focused on only what is real. My paintings sometimes reflect colours, forms, shapes, lines and figures that may little resemble reality…to you…but that are as real to me as you are.

My paintings are of things just as we experience them. We do not experience the visual without the auditive or without the emotive. A street scene does not occur without the movement of people. We witness their activity and hear their voices. We enjoy the colours of nature or of things man made and we, at times, empathise with the emotions of the people all around. Those are the elements I put into my work. I try to recreate the forms that represent the mood of what I have witnessed. This process is what I call jazz art.

I am a Jazz painter. What I paint is not what I have seen but what I have taken from experience. I create as I go, adhering to one of the rules of Jazz, which is that the performer is the composer as well. I don’t paint looking at a model, because I looked at the model weeks, maybe even months before. When I get ready to paint I begin to do it by recreating the impression I got of what I saw. I improvise.

I create a psychological palette as I put colour to the emotions. I paint the figure with the intention they had while posing. I represent their thoughts, their movements, their feelings. Of course, all of this is subjective. Although most of the psychological aspects are represented via colour, please don’t consider my figurative realism with abstract art. My work is closer to expressionism than anything else but instead of the dark tones and shadows, typical of that genre, I love bright colours.

-Bombin Verde- 2019, Valencia, acrylic on canvas 60 x 60 cm

When I paint a jazz band, whether it is a trio, a quartet or a larger orchestra, I try to capture the intensity of the music they are creating. Jazz is so powerful because it is very similar to life. A jazz performance starts out by establishing a well defined and clearly written musical line, with phrasing and chorus. But then, the performer…usually the soloist…begins to go off in different direction. He creates, composes and re-writes as he plays. The rest follow along, also creating, even the chords, rhythms and the dynamics of the song. And of course, in Jazz there must always be rhythm, it has to swing.

Well, this is similar to how we live our lives. We begin with a plan, an idea, a thought, a schedule but as we begin our day, trying to do what we’ve planned, unexpected things begin to occur. Your car can break down. The train may be late. The city suffers a power outtage. A sudden storm takes you by surprise. How many variables are there? So many you cannot count. Even when the day goes along relatively trouble free and smooth, you might find yourself wondering towards an ice cream parlour or somewhere else. So life has to be improvised, no matter how rigidly we stick to our plan. Discipline takes its cue from spontaneity and spontaneity is the offspring of improvisation. This is Jazz…

“JaZzArt” (series in black & white drawings, ink and graphite on paper)

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My Summers in the Aegean

Aegean beaches in Chesme, Turkey

When the season begins, perhaps in May, sometimes in June, the lounge chairs come out, the umbrellas are placed strategically to allow just enough sun and provide just enough shadow. It’s summer and places along the Turkish Aegean coast…like Ilica and Chesme…begin to fill up with people from nearby cities, nearby towns and even some from further away places like Spain, I’m from Valencia. Then the Efes beer flows, the koftes are grilled, the sardines are put on the skewers, with the gyros and the pides. Then the Raki…you have to try it, but with caution…is mixed with water and ice and you are ready to enjoy!

In the small towns surrounding the Chesme peninsula, summers are magical. The summer months wake up the sleepy villages and suddenly restaurants pop up, bars begin to hop, ice cream parlours, beauty parlours, rent-a-cars, and those special places where you eat a tasty sandwich called kumru and any and all manner of commerce.

Then you should consider going to the bazaars. In Ilica, the bazaar comes to town every Thursday morning. In nearby Alachati, on Saturdays and in the town of Chesme…who gives its name to the peninsula…bazaar is on Sunday. To go to bazaar is a special experience. You can shop for all kinds of jewelry, clothing, underclothing, home accessories and anything else you can imagine. But that is not all, bazaars in Chesme…and I guess in all of Turkey…have another section. You can stroll over…not easy as you must make your way through dozens of shoppers…to the fruits and vegetable section where you will see an incredibly large amount of greens, reds, yellows and oranges, creating a pallet worthy of an Impressionist painter. Of course these colours are the fruits and vegetables which bear them to perfection.

Ilica’s “big” beach

But by far the greatest attraction is the Aegean Sea. Its intense blues, greens, turquoise and the rest of the shades and hues of its waters invite like no other body of water can. They are cool, clean and crystal clear and if you are sailing, you can look down into the depths from the side of your boat and even as far as ten meters down you can spot a crab chasing a shrimp on the sandy bottom. Incredible! In Ilica there are sandy beaches, like the “big” beach. There you can place your umbrella in the clean white sands and let the sun and the sea fill you with dreams and wonders…

The sun rises over the Aegean Sea on the coast of Ilica, Turkey

From Chesme you can easily travel to the Greek island of Xios. It’s a twenty minute journey on a fast boat and a couple of hours on the slow ferries. But I am not in Xios yet. I will be there in a short time and I will certainly write about it. I have been to that beautiful islanad many times and have good friends there. It is a place that I truly love and long to return to. Wait for my words on Xios…coming soon.

As an artist I believe in travelling to places that inspire. I know that inspiring are the great Gothic Cathedrals of Europe, the castles, the museums, the great parks, avenues, palaces…BUT…just as inspiring is nature, the sea and the knowledge of the history that has happened in such waters as those of the Aegean Sea. Great heroes, villains, beautiful maidens and armies crossed these waters so what better place for an artist to be.

If you have liked and enjoyed what you have read, I thank you, first for reading and if you would, please like and share and follow. Throughout my time in the Aegean I will be posting pics and words. I would like to leave you a video I made in 2016, when I was living in Miami Beach and visited Ilica. Hope you like and enjoy!

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From My Blood-Red Orange Part 11: Express Yourself!

“Thinking of Spain” “Julen” “Twin Personalities”
Acrylic on canvas 30cm X 50cm

Expressionism is an artistic genre and style that seeks the opposite of Impressionism…mostly…and to represent thoughts and emotions of the artist. Expressionism began in the early days of the XXth C. in Germany. Its most iconic works are films such as: “The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari” (Das Cabinet des Dr. Caligari, 1920, Directed by Robert Wiene), and “Nosferatu” (Nosferatu, eine Symphonie des Grauens, 1922, directed by F.W.Murnau and starring Max Schreck as the vampire). This film was the unauthorized adaptation of Bram Stoker’s “Dracula.” Because Bram Stoker’s widow protested the name of the vampire was changed to Count Orlok, however, the legal battle to stop the film continued resulting in most copies being destroyed.

In any event, I look at “expressionism” as a useful tool to create interesting art as I never paint what is there (as in Impressionism) but what is inside my head. In my three paintings above (Valencia 2019) I have used the techniques of expressionism combined with what I call “Jazz Art” to create three portraits…of imaginary people…that represent thoughts, feelings, emotions and even fantasy.

“Thinking of Spain” is my most gentle and serene of the three portraits and it represents the stoic, firm disposition of a person combined with the dreams and fantasies that populate that other part of the brain creating a perfect duality. People never have just one face, one thought, one form of behaviour. Behaviour is adapted to the situation and to the mood, affected both internally and externally, it is the only psychological characteristic that is clear and observable.

“Julen” represents a mind tormented by doubts, fears and irritations. Anger produces depression, depression produces anxiety and despair. Human traits that come and go throughout a person’s lifetime…sometimes a person’s day…and that in healthy (mentally) individuals, leave no secondary negative effects. However, in some it becomes a way of life. Such is the face of “Julen.” Is “Julen” your passing phase or your living hell?

“Double Personality” seems to look back at “Thinking of Spain” to say, “you’re not the only one that can look forward and to the side.” Yes, but the thought and the expression, as seen in the painting, is quite different. When you look one way and I mean not just with your eyes but with your intentions, you may seem to others to be something that perhaps you are not. Yet, when you look and act, the other “way” you become, the one people consider to be, the real you. But since no one knows what is inside your head, they judge you only on your behaviour. Behaviourism is the only psychological theory that can be most effective as it deals with observable phenomena.

In any event, art is there to give you pause for thoughts and reflections and if it is good enough, every time you look at a painting it should serve as a catalyst for more thoughts, impressions, expressions and meditations. A good work of art should always say something to the observer. So I give my explanations…which I think are important…very lightly, not wishing to influence, but to be there only as a starting point. You provide the rest. After all in life, no one can explain it all to you, some things…most…you must discover, interpret, figure out, yourself.

Thank you for your patience and for your interest. Please like, share and follow if you will. You can also comment, as it would be nice to generate discussions on art. You can see more of my paintings and drawings on Instagram @Francisco_Bravo_Cabrera and if you would like to see my 2019 collection titled “JaZzArt en Valencia” you can visit…you do not have to buy…my virtual galleries at


From My Blood-Red Orange Part 10: Dreaming of the Sea

Day trippers out on a cruise around Ilica, in Turkey’s Aegean Sea

I am always dreaming of the sea. I have to live near the sea and preferably with a view of the sea from somewhere in my house or apartment. I think that although I love a mountain scene, I could never live on a mountain, unless, of course the mountain was next to the sea.

Presently I am looking out my window to the the mighty Aegean Sea being held back by a thin strip of sand on the shore before me. The Aegean is a special place to me though I do not understand the reasons. I came to the Aegean almost twenty years ago and I immediately felt that I belonged here. More so, I felt I had been here before, swam in these waters, enjoyed seeing the seven shades of blue that form their unique colour. Maybe I was here some time ago, perhaps in another life.

Every time I walk on the shore of the beach in front of my house and wet my feet in the Aegean, I feel close to ancient history, to the gods and goddesses that once, like I do now, walked along the shore or waded into these same waters. It is no wonder that every summer, when I am here, I feel more creative, more in tune with nature and with the events that shaped our western past, which after all, started in the Aegean.

Undoubtedly, these are…of course together with the Mediterranean Sea…the waters of history. On these waters sailed Jason in the Argonaut in search of the Golden Fleece. On these waters rode Zeus on a beautiful white bull, taking with him Europa to the west and giving her name to the continent. On these waters drowned King Aegeus, thinking that his son, Theseus had perished fighting the Minotaur, he threw himself into the waters of the sea, which gave the name to this body of water. Magical, no?

Presently in the Chesme penninsula of Turkey…where Ilica is…there are several archeological sites as well as the site of the ancient Greek city of Erythrai. All, or most, are open to the public and easily accessible from Izmir, where there is an international airport and from where day trips are available as well.

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From My Blood-Red Orange Part 9: How safe are we?

“The most excellent protection,” of course I have paraphrased the original Latin inscription. The above detail is of the ceiling of the Shrine to Our Lady of the Helpless (Nuestra Madre de los Desamparados), the Patroness of Valencia (Spain) and it shows the mother bird protecting her chicks and feeding them. It serves as an example of how protected we should also be.

But how well protected are our cities, for many years now our civilian populations have been exposed to incredible violence. The worst of these have been during the World Wars but in times of peace we have also seen attacks upon civilians. Civilian populations are specifically targeted for maximum damage, i.e. to kill the most amount of people possible. Think of Baghdad, Kabul, Jerusalem, Tel Aviv, Oklahoma City et al. This intent was clearly evident when on the ninth of September, 2001, New York City was attacked.

The first time a civilian population suffered at the hands of terrorists was on the 26th of April, 1937. German bombers attacked the city of Guernica in Spain’s Basque Country in support of Francisco Franco, the Spanish right wing dictator.

The blanket bombing was done in the late afternoon when it was market time and hundreds died. Franco, heavily engaged in the Civil War, (1936-1939), lied to the world by saying that the Basques dynamited the city themselves in a sort of false flag attack to blame his forces. Picasso, infuriated and disgusted with Franco and as a protest, painted his famous “Guernica” which hangs at the Reina Sofia Museum in Madrid. (I suggest you visit the museum to see this magnificent work of art. Yes, looking at a photo on the internet is fine but no substitute because the painting is enormous and its impact is intense)

So, I am leave you with these questions: 1) Does death by war surpass death by any other means? and 2) Is society willing to continue to accept such massacres of civilians? and finally, Who will protect us?

I am an artist and as such I believe artists should be engaged in any and in all aspects of our life as human beings living within a society. Although we all have a responsibility to express our views and opinions, those who create for a living and to live, are perhaps more informed and prepared. I do not advocate arguments for argument’s sake but I do believe in civilised and intelligent discussions for there are many things worth discussing that should be brought out in forums where art is as well discussed. Artists do not live in a vacuum. What affects artists, as one part of the population, generally ends up affecting all. We live in a global village.

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From My Blood-Red Orange Part 8: Origins of My Jazz Art

Playing with AJA, Coral Gables, Florida 2005

Well…I guess you can call it a late start…I began really getting into Jazz in the late nineteen nineties. Actually in the early nineties I didn’t even know who John Coltrane was, I’m ashamed to admit but it is the truth. I was always a rock and roll lad. I grew up listening to the Beatles and through their songs was how I learned to speak English, mostly.

The group I formed in nineteen ninety nine, which lasted through to two thousand and four, I called AJA (Abstract Jazz Arrangement). We recorded two CD’s ( and there I started developing my version and idea of what Jazz was all about. (I left the link so, if you like, you can get an idea from the samples offere

Then by 2003, Jazz changed for me. It became a language, a way to express my art, not just music. I studied Jazz and discovered the definition that most of the originators agreed upon was that Jazz was the performer’s music, that it had to have improvisation, rhythm and that the player (soloist) would create as he played, therefore, it had to have spontaneity. That definition is what I use to create my artwork.

“Expressing Blue” 2003, acrylic on canvas (private collection)

Of course, I am inclined to include the players as well in my paintings and drawings. I paint (and draw) them as I imagine them, playing the music that is deep in their soul and magically letting those musical phrases travel from brain to fingers to instrument. I try to capture the expression of the sound and the expression of the inner world of the artist as they join with the others onstage and then separate into their own inner world. And since Jazz is also dance, I have my dancers participate in the temporary world created as the music travels through time creating itself and destructing itself, improvising, succumbing to the rhythm, and then creating it.

“Los Tres Musicos” 2003, oil on canvas (private collection)

Jazz is a world like none other. It resembles life but life orchestrated and rehearsed in order for it to be artistic for even though Jazz is spontaneous and improvisational, it is still art and raw emotion is not art.

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From My Blood-Red Orange Pt.7 Russafa or Ruzafa

Falla Cuba y Puerto Rico, Valencia 2019

“Las Fallas,” the superb street festival per excellence happens every year in March in my beloved Valencia. It features extraordinary artwork, like the one above, which burns to extinction on the night of the 19th of March, Festival of St. Joseph, patron saint of carpenters. Carpenters, artists and an assorted group of craftsmen and artisans labour throughout the year in the “Ciudad Fallera” region of Valencia. Their work is destined to become a “falla” or a torch and burn to oblivion at the end of the festival. It is a art as ephemeral as a theatre play or a concert. Enjoy it well during its brief lifetime for soon it will be gone forever…except in our mobile phones…and become only a memory.

The picture above is of the falla (basically it can be translated as a “torch”) located at the intersection of Carrer de Cuba and Carrer de Puerto Rico in my neighbourhood of Ruzafa (Russafa in Valenciano). It was recognised as one of the most beautiful and extremely detailed falla of the festival. The message was fantasy and colour, others carry social, political and humorous messages but all burn! An interesting note, which speaks of the professionalism of the Fire Department of the City of Valencia, is that on the night of the 19th of March, eight hundred of these fallas burn in different parts of the city and not a single building, tree or any other part of the city is damaged by runaway fire.

If you wish to see a grand spectacle with colour, art, drama and fireworks, I sincerely recomend you to visit Valencia during the week prior to the 19th of March. During that week you can stroll the streets and visit all the fallas and then you can choose your favourite one to see burn. The festival is city wide and although there were eight hundred fallas in Valencia, the most interesting ones were in the Russafa neighbourhood. The wood, plaster and fiberglass sculptures are judged for their artistry and content before they are torched on St. Joseph’s Night. (The one above ended up in eighth place)

This is just one more art event very evident in the Ruzafa neighbourhood. There are many more. Next June, (2020) Russafa once again celebrates its biannual festival called “Russafart” where all the artists of the neighbourhood open their studios and galleries to the public. This is a truly unique oportunity for all to enjoy a wide array of different styles and genres of art and as well the chance to savour the cuisine and the libations of this unique and cosmopolitan neighbourhood of the third largest city in the Kingdom of Spain.

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Cienfuegos, Cuba…

Cienfuegos is known in Cuba…the pre-Castro Cuba, who knows now…as the “Pearl of the South'” and for very good reasons. Situated in the southern, Caribbean coast, somewhat near the center of the island, Cienfuegos has one of the most beautiful bays among other natural wonders.

It is a small city, but a very well constructed and organised one. It was founded by French immigrants from Bordeaux in 1829 and with its streets laid out in a perfect grid pattern and French style buildings, it became unique in Spanish Cuba. The French, in appreciation for being welcomed gave the city the name of the Spanish Captain General of the island, thus the name Cienfuegos, (which if you separate the words, cien and fuegos, it means one hundred fires).

Of course, since the Castro inspired revolution, which he betrayed and turned the country over to the USSR and destroyed Cuba, Cienfuegos has suffered along with the rest of the island, however, because it is a much more recent city, its buildings and streets still fare rather well. The buildings are still standing strong but without paint, as paint is a commodity…among so many…that in Cuba no one can find. Very few things have changed in Cienfuegos since the 1950’s when the city expanded and created beautiful suburbs. A major negative has been that many of the big, roomy houses in the centre ville, have been cut up, or second stories have been added for people to live because the communists have not built houses for the people.

One of the most famous suburbs in Cienfuegos is Punta Gorda. It is a thin strip of land that juts out into the bay, water on both sides, where beautiful communities of chalets and houses were built by developers in the forties and fifties. At the end of the thin strip of land is the de Valle palace (once a private residence, now a hall for the events and parties of the communist fat cats high in the government). There is also the hotel Jagua at the end of the strip, which has a very nice waterfront with bars and lounges as well as a small jazz club, (the hotel was built in 1958, of course, prior to the revolution which destroyed Cuba). Presently none of these amenities…or even the hotel…are for the enjoyment of the Cuban population, they are meant for the Canadians and Europeans who regularly come to the island.

But, why say more…enjoy the video. I visited in 2015 and 2016 and these are some of the memories I was able to capture. Personally, I find Cienfuegos, along with many things and places in Cuba to be jewels to be enjoyed and visited. However, I do not advocate travel to the island. I am convinced that doing so only fills the coffers of the communist government with hard currency and benefits not the population. You simply help to perpetrate the governments existence and the people’s suffering.

You are welcome to my Youtube channel where you can see and listen to other videos I have created along with Cienfuegos Part 2. The music is original and the images are of my photographs and my art work.

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Darkness Sublime

Something that I had a lot of fun doing back in the early 2000’s with my band AJA (Abstract JaZz Arrangement)

“Darkness Sublime” by BODO and AJA

“I met the lady dancing at the neighbourhood pub, man she was a pretty sight, she showed me all the moves that I could ever dream of and then she took me home for the night…”

This is the opening line of a song that I think I wrote in 2004 or 2005, I am not so sure. I probably have the manuscript somewhere but in any event, it narrates the origins and creation of Bodo Vespaciano and AJA. That “night” which lasted for a long time, allowed BODO to come forth as a personality.

I should explain that BODO was my trademark…and sometimes my identity…for many years but…

BODO surged from a dream and a nightmare but most certainly from reality. But not necessarily the name which came from one of my favourite footballers of the eighties, Bodo Illgner, the German Goal Keeper who played with the West German team in the World Cup 1990 and who also played for Real Madrid. So there is no mystery there. Vespaciano comes from the name of a Roman Emperor. Nothing there either. Then what?

Well, creating a company name that can also function as an alter-ego is something that can create confusion but…with that intention at times…that was not what I intended to do. With BODO around I was able to begin my body of work, of paintings and drawings, back in 2003. BODO was capable of reliving dreams and situations perhaps created back ten years before when I wrote a musical theatre comedy in Miami and such a time left many memories and from such an effort I also gained many unique experiences and the result has been many vivid visions. I know its confusing but…

Listen to the song, watch the video that way, instead of so many words, the song will explain most everything there is to know of the BODO VESPACIANO mystery…

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“Bodo Vespaciano” Paris