La Bestia de Carga

(obra original de FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia, imagen protegida, C.2020 Derechos Reservados, “La Bestia de Carga”)

Te encanta revolcarte en el lodo,

y entre tu pelo crece un arbol de

algodón que se marchita a la luz de la luna…

Te encanta ver el agua caer,

y entre tus pechos crece la zarza

que te abraza y rasga tu piel…

Buscas un arcoíris en los cielos

pero ya es de noche,

y ahora, entre tus manos,

se derrite el alquitran que has de beber,

porque esta noche tendrás sed…

Tu cuento de avestruz enferma

ya no excita, solo merma,

y en el atillo de tu juventud

donde guardas tu carga mezquina

que no son mas que espinas, gruesas, largas,

lo cargaras por siempre en tus espaldas,

y nadie tiene que saber como te llamas,

sino que al verte


que eres

la bestia que la cargas…

C.2020, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 30 de abril de 2020, Valencia, España.

INSTAGRAM: @Francisco_Bravo_Cabrera

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Dedicated to all the politicians and all those who talk about coronavirus

(Original artwork by FBC, image protected C.2020 All Rights Reserved, Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia)

I think John needed (in 1969-70) to break away from the Beatles…

I think he needed to make his voice cry out for peace…

I think he needed to say that “War is Over”…

I think he needed to make some mistakes to be able to grow to be a forty year old man with a strong sense of art, of music, of justice…

Those were the years that he needed to be fed up with almost everything that was being held as “real”…

I think that now we are at that place.

I think we need to shout out and demand THE TRUTH!

Peace brothers and sisters,

30 APR 2020, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, Valencia, Spain

INSTAGRAM: @Francisco_Bravo_Cabrera


A Summer

(photograph property of FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia, C.2020 All Rights Reserved)

Bartender, if you please,

a dry martini…

The soft, but penetrating rays of April’s sunshine

have been kept locked in the darkened rooms,

where worry looms like butterflies

upon the daisies in your garden…

The scorching heat of Summer waits

her turn, her time, her queue,

knowing the sky will still be blue

and the earth that Spring renewed

will welcome Summer’s showers,

and long, enduring hours by the sea…

“Will you still remember me?”

My April cries…

The tide rolls in with bits of

photographs of brighter days,

where there were smiles

and you would say…

Bartender, if you please

another one,

for I’ve been thinking of some happy

times and as you can see,

I can’t remember

what she said to me…

C.2020, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 30 APR 2020, Valencia, Spain

INSTAGRAM: @Francisco_Bravo_Cabrera




Women Artist Worth Knowing… (my top)

Photo of Remedios Varo.jpg
(Remedios Varo 1959)
  1. Remedios Varo Uranga. (16 DEC 1908 – 8 OCT 1963). Remedios was born in Spain and died in Mexico. She was only 54 years of age and was on the verge of being recognised as a viable artist, when she suffered a heart attack and died. She is thought of as being a surrealist painter but truly she extended her work far and away from one single style. Although she did partake of the knowledge and learning of the surrealists, she continued forth creating in a much wider scope. I would say her work is more related to literature and to dreams than to surrealism…

Here is a good example showing the depth of her work:

(“Ascension at Mount Analogue”) (oil on plywood, 1960)


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2. Leonora Carrington. (6 APR 1917 – 25 MAY 2011). Leonora was born in England and died in Mexico (like Remedios Varo). A rebel since youth, when she used to skip classes at Catholic School, she was one of the founding members of the Women’s Liberation Movement in Mexico in the 1970’s. She also rebelled against the “troupe” of surrealists. At a meeting with surrealists, she was asked by Jean Miro to go and buy them (the men) tobacco, and she promptly told him that if he wanted tobacco he should go fetch it himself. Leonora did not really enjoy a happy life in her younger years. She lived with Max Ernst, whom she met in 1937 and with whom she lived with for three years. She fled to Spain after Ernst was arrested in France during WWII and was placed in a mental institution by her father. She was able to escape with the aid of Renato Leduc, (a friend of Picasso) who agreed to an arranged marriage so Leonora could reach Mexico.

This is a very interesting painting:

Leonora Carrington, la pintora que hablaba con animales - Arte - Arte


Dorothea Tanning - 41 obras de arte - pintura

3. Dorothea Tanning. (born 25 AUG 1910 in Illinois; death, 31 JAN 2012 in New York). Dorothea was a painter, a sculptor and a writer. She was also an illustrator and as well designed costumes for ballet and theatre. In 1942 she met Max Ernst and married him in 1946. Max Ernst introduced her to the surrealists. She worked surrealism until she changed to impressionism. In the 1970’s she started doing soft sculptures. I would not really label her a surrealist painter. Her paintings depict more dreams, illusions, fantasy. She always alluded to maintaining a state of innocence and I believe that most of her works are self-portraits where she places herself, in a psychological concept, in most of her paintings. She said art was either poetic or repugnant and she tried to always paint poetry. It has been said that her last phase of work was abstract, but I have seen the paintings and they are completely figurative. Dorothea Tanning was never an abstract artist.

This is an interesting representation of her work. Look closely at the details:

Dorothea Tanning: un mundo de revelaciones ocultasDescubrir el ...
(A very interesting self-portrait by Dorothea Tanning)


I have chosen three of my favourite women artists (of all times). I could name many others, especially one that I will soon write about, Louise Bourgeois, the French painter and sculptor, later nationalised as a US citizen. Some of these artists are not featured in many museums, of course, these that I have named are but do they share equal space with some of the male counterparts of the same styles or schools of painting they belonged to? Hardly. I believe that they should take down some of the Miro and Dali and replace them with some of the work of some, or all, of these tremendously talented female artists.

And these are only of the XXth Century, what about previously? There were no female artists painting in the Xth, XIth…XIVth Centuries? Of course there were. I will prepare an article about those women. Many of them have been unjustly taken down from museums, one suffered the indignity of having her signature washed off her work, and one had to prove, before the people of her town, that it was she who painted as the people thought it was the work of her father, who was a painter…

I urge you to research and look for books or films (YouTube video or even Wikipedia) about these incredible artists that have given so much to art history and art in general.

I can also write about female “artists” whom I have no use for and can begin the “top” with Yoko Ono and Frida Kahlo.

I hope you liked this and if you did, well, please hit that like button, share and follow BUT also comment. I think it would be a good idea to develop interesting discussions (civilised naturally) about art and artists that we like or dislike)

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A Todo Color…Omnia Caelum Valencia

(Obra original de FBC, Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia, C.2020 Derechos Reservados)
(Obra original de Francisco Bravo Cabrera, C.2020, Derechos Reservados)

Los pintores abstractos usan el color como parte representativa de la composición, pero yo igual, ya que pienso que el color es el ingrediente esencial de la pintura…te crea una respuesta orgánica y psicologica ademas evoca emociones y sentimientos y son símbolos par excellence…

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y en mi galeria virtual


Omnia Caelum Arte Taurina

(“Toro Verde”, acrylic on canvas, 30x50cm, private collection Spain, image protected, C.2020 All Rights Reserved)

I am a big fan of the “arte taurino” or “tauromaquia” and yes I know that it is not politically correct to like bullfights but they are part of our culture here in Spain and although in Catalunya they have banned them the rest of Spain and parts of the south of France still celebrate this art. It is certainly alive and well here in Valencia as it is the battle of life, the ballet of existence…I have painted some aspects of the bull, the type of bull created only for the purpose of the bullfight, they do not exist for anything else, the “toro de lidia”…

You can see most of my work as I post on Instagram, @Francisco_Bravo_Cabrera

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Omnia Caelum Miami Days

(“Buho” acrylic on canvas, 90x100cm, Private Collection US, Image protected, C.2020, All Rights Reserved)

It was 2015…Miami Beach…experimenting with different ways to apply acrylics and be able to move them, spread them, create movement, over the canvas…I’ve drawn and painted many owls (buhos y lechuzas) because I love those birds, their form and shape and how they come across artistically and then that year I finally decide to make one large enough…the colours are the expressions of life in the light and the black creates the drama but what is that other part upper left?

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and you can see my online gallery of what I call “JaZzArt en Valencia” the 2019-2020 collection here,



(“Verde te Quiero” obra original de FBC, imagen progegida, C.2020, Derechos Reservados)


¿Cómo podré darle forma al ruido que me haces?
¿Cómo dejar que tus acordes, discordantes me llenen
así la calma?
No eres la melodía de un canario concordante,
sino el grajear de un cuervo, negro, errante,
que no anida,
que no alimenta,
que no augura un nuevo día de sol y de alegría,
sino una noche oscura, triste, lenta,
chorreando de melancolía.

Las notas que rebuznas en tu balbuceo
provocan en mi solo el deseo
de muy lejos, alejarme,
de lavarme la boca con alcohol
para así borrar tus besos,
de bañarme con lejía,
para que ni un poro de mi piel de ti se acuerde,
aunque sufra esa agonía.

El ruido de tus palabras de girasoles muertos
y de peces venenosos,
no me brindan sino el gozo de
con fuerzas rechazarlas…

El ruido que me produces,
el ruido con que mal luces,
el ladrido de los perros callejeros
en las tibias madrugadas…
Tus palabras huecas son el ruido peregrino de tu desespero,
que me causan gran repudio,
y ya ves,
Ya crece el hielo…

Por tus calles de arrabal
rebota el ruido disonante del deseo
que ya no inspiras…
El ruido que produces es el balido del hampa
que suspira,
todos abrumados por tu gran sabiduría,
pero todos aburridos también de tus burradas…
Tanto ruido…

¿Cómo darle forma al ruido que me haces?
Apagándote el volumen de tus frases…

C.2020, Francisco Bravo Cabrera, 28 de abril de 2020, Valencia

Instagram: @Francisco_Bravo_Cabrera

The Black Line on Colour

(“Pistaxo” acrylic on canvas, 40x50cm, private collection US. Image protected, All Rights Reserved C.2020, Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia)

This was during the time I was seriously studying the effects of a simple black like, an all defining line, an all powerful line that could rule the composition…

(“Naranja Jazz” acrylic on canvas, 30x40cm private collection US, image protected, C.2020, All Rights Reserved, Omnia Caelum Studios Valencia)

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