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/ 120 x 140 cm / Oil on canvas / 2016
Inspired by One Hundred Years of Solitude written by Gabriel Garcia Marquez.
“Colonel Aureliano Buendía scratched for many hours trying to break the hard shell of his solitude. His only happy moments, since that remote afternoon when his father had taken him to see ice, had taken place in his silver workshop where he passed the time putting little gold fishes together. He had had to start thirty-two wars and had had to violate all of his pacts with death and wallow like a hog in the dungheap of glory in order to discover
the privileges of simplicity almost forty years late.” (Marquez,1967,p.125)
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