Brilliant and pure colors are the essence, not of beauty in general, but of a special kind of beauty the visionary one.
Amid blues and more blues; amid “an elephant that jumps // becomes a big fish”; amid paradoxical and playful: José Antonio and his cyclic spatialities.
As in previous occasions, another turn of the screw, the game with the forms, the technical mixtures, the superimposition of planes create a conceptual crescendo that becomes a unique playful cosmos where the author appropriates perhaps like never before, or perhaps like not always the total space in such unusual way that, since the visual has the priority over the anecdotic, the individualizing parallel text becomes evidently emphatic.
Amid these general keys to JA’s poetics emerge blues and more blues, José Antonio’s blues, blues for the devil, now transformed in the chromatic ingenuity of the palimpsest or covered by an equivocal simplicity, since just the way it occurs in the very well-known jazz piece Blue Skies, where the theme goes from piano to drum and from there to the mute trumpet in this case the subject is divided, atomized and put in concrete form in each one of the fragmented canvases in which symbols, winks and complicities are displayed, playfully and definitely trapped in the emphatic painting effect of José Antonio’s blues.
Jorge Núñez Motes