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José Mario Calero Vizcaíno

José Mario Calero Vizcaíno

ONE MORE WATERCOLOUR

My mind,
recreates
when I apply
watercolour pigments
over the paper.
 
Now, I draw
on art paper
of high
quality.
 
One more watercolour
 
Sometimes,
I invent landscapes.
 
Sometimes,
I replicate photographs.
 
But, lately,
I have concentrated
in painting
abstracts.
 
One more watercolour
 
On paper,
I pour
liquid pigment
diluted;
I spread it
with bone,
to create
a background.
 
I let
it dry;
afterwards,
I stroke
with pencil and,
I apply the detail
with more
watercolour
pigment.
 
One more watercolour

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