The Aristocats (1970)
My favorite movie. 😻
I had to go find this again because of the dress code announcement today.
To his painting, Duarte Vitoria, has known how to interpret the crisis, a constant tension which, even if it bothers the spectator’s eye, searches to represent that state of unfinished and not possible to overcome anguish of human condition. All his work has perfect conscience that is in this state of unfinished in which lays the path of art, a way without end and that tends to satisfaction without being possible to reach it. In the contingency of the suffering of the path – not the suffering during the path, but the notion of suffering the path – what the painter shows us has always to do with the incapability of plentifulness.
This is beautiful