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A few days ago, when I arrived at the front gate of the Consejo Nacional de Artes Plásticas (National Council of Plastic Arts,) on 3rd Avenue in Miramar, I had the very pleasant experience of being gently intercepted by a lady. In a very friendly tone, she said she felt a special admiration for my artistic work with which she related to. She added that in its forms she found many of the most genuine feelings and concerns of Cubans. She congratulated me for what I contribute to the country’s culture, and for expressing myself the way many people would like to. She also confessed that she had studied History at the University in the sixties, and that she thought she remembered me from those times...
At that very moment, I felt free from the dependent mentality that alienates us, of the repetition that makes us servants of merchandise, of the pragmatism that kills the authentic fibers of culture, of the role of substitute and follower that impoverishes the spirit, and also of serving others and forget compatriots. I felt relief in understanding that my canvas works and the mirror exhibited in the A teatro abierto exhibition, close to its end in the Artis718 Gallery, were born to dialogue with the people of Cuba, and also with those of the rest of the world who have not lost their sensitivity and the humanist dilemma.