A Local Artist

Since El Sanedrín opens late and then doesn't serve tostadas Sunday mornings, Jerry and I walked over to El Búcaro again this morning for breakfast, after our fruit and yogurt breakfast at home. 

The Museum of Fine Arts is just across the street from El Búcaro.  It was an absolutely glorious morning, so after breakfast #2 Jerry suggested we walk over to the plaza and check out the weekly art show.  It's where we bought our "flamenca" (in the rain) in August.

The plaza was filled with artists displaying their work, probably triple the number of artists we found there last time.  Some of the talent is exceptional, and Jerry and I once again were drawn together to one particular artist.  Most of the art displayed on the plaza is 2-dimensional — paintings, sketches, prints, etc.  But, what caught our eye today were the ceramics by José Fombella, a local artist with a studio at the end of the metro line southwest of the city. José displayed a large selection of his work.  It was all beautiful and showed a variety of styles, from ancient to contemporary, and serious to playful.  Jerry and I were, of course, drawn to the playful.  One piece in particular — standing about 18 inches (46 cm) high and about the same in width — had drawn us both in for a closer look.  Just out of curiosity, we asked the price, never expecting it to be within any range we'd be comfortable with.  I was shocked at how inexpensive she was and I had to ask him to repeat it just to make sure I hadn't heard wrong.  Needless to say, we brought her home.

FROM THE ARTIST'S BROCHURE.  AN EXCEPTIONAL RANGE.