Fuster and the Color of Life
Delving into Fuster’s creative universe is like making a journey to a world of color and movement. If you take a closer look, it appears to be an adventurous trip from childhood to manhood, sprinkled with the apparent naivety of daily things. His works are bright and living, shrouded in a no-frills language that goes beyond the boundaries of his workshop and stretches out mightily into the urban space the artist lives in.
The streets and houses of the Havana neighborhood of Jaimanitas speak volumes of this pictorial invasion that gives up on copyrights for the sake of collective ownership. No wonder his works are splayed on ceilings and roofs, on walls, porches and facades. This humble, broad-smiling and witty Cuban man enjoys this madness in which he blends painting, ceramic, sculpture and drawing within the limits of both the neighborhood and time.
Sea, nature, landscapes, animals, women, houses and hicks are part of the personal universe of this Cuban artist who has taken his creative artworks to a number of personal exhibitions in such countries as Romania, Italy, Spain, Norway, Germany, Hungary, Finland, the Czech Republic, the U.S. and Canada.
His workshop and house –the best reflection of his inner self- seems to be inhabited by a multitude of visions, like the insanity of Salvador Dali, the esthetic influences of Gaudi and Gauguin, the rural and roguish spirit of Cuban writer Samuel Feijoo. Each and every one of them is trapped in pieces of tiles, Majolics and ceramics that make up a tableau of fables and dreams.
Fuester’s “castle” was built one stone at a time. It conveys all the passion and rolling energy that helped him turn an abandoned banana plantation into an outdoor gallery for all the world to see his personal tribute to Romanian artist Brancusi, whose works The Sun Gate, The Pillar of Endlessness and The Silence Table inspired this Caribbean painter back in the 1970s.
Coffeemakers, Orishas, tables, swimming pools, chess pieces, benches, windows, phrases uttered by either famous or pagan people… that colorful patchwork woven with brush touches and cement, chisels and hammers wielded by the hands of a creator who never stops dreaming