10 February 2008. Quiet sun, Nicola pausing at back door...
Images of the Riachuelo--looking again at old book from Buenos Aires, from 1962, creamy yellow stock with small inexpert color plates tipped in... Painters of La Boca, Quinquela MartÃn and all the others. A blocky picturesqueness...the world simplified, made innocent. As if the local dockworkers and fisherman would be forever at their mild toils, seen against green waters and dappled sun. The bridges of the river likewise--their iron hulks becoming pennants of connection...
Mixed in throughout--the mountains of Salta and Mendoza, a balancing "imaginario..."
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