XEarly in the morning whilst listening to Handel I take my car to the garage located in the outskirts of Madrid. On my way back and it occurs to me that I could write a few pages about Matías Sánchez. Sánchez is a painter based in Seville who works in his studio for hours, weeks and months on end, without almost ever leaving it. He is so engrossed in his work that one could say that he behaves like a hermit.
The dawn is breaking and in my mind I have a cocktail of different thoughts swirling around: I suddenly think of Balthus who said: "The road to retirement is perhaps the only one that gives you access to the secret of art." But as thoughts that are too deep overwhelm me, my mind jumps to the phone call I made to the artist to read an old newspaper article to him:
“With boos for the PSOE and applause for the IU and PP, the City Council of Rivas Vaciamadrid approved the motion to give new areas of the town these names: Botones Sacarino, Pepe Gotera, Anacleto, agente secreto, Profesor Bacterio.” This had made my day, I told him.
Rafael Perez Hernando. "Weddings and funerals" Catalogue, 2006