Art

The explanation of Primavera by Sandro Botticelli, considered a symbol of the transition towards Renaissance.

Although the paintings known as “big eyes” touched the hearts of thousands of fans, the story behind their making, in the hands of the painter Margaret Doris Hawkins, is sad and full of melancholy.

Photo: EFE New York City, US, March 25.- New York City’s Superchief Gallery became the first physical space in the world on Thursday to dedicate itself to the exhibition of works in NFT, a digital format that has reached stratospheric popularity in recent months. “Since we opened our first digital art gallery in Soho back

The streets, museums, and art galleries of New York have witnessed all kinds of art, from the greatest private art collections that include the likes of Van Gogh and Renoir to flashmobs that bring music and movement to the chaotic streets. Maybe it’s the constant coming and going of so many people, or the arrival

How do we experience spirituality? Is it an open act based on belief and connection to the supernatural, or has it become an empty ritual, where we mouth empty words and cling for a higher power to rescue us? I think in recent years we’ve discarded the power that art holds in bringing together the

Performance art is… let’s say, different. This discipline, which can be traced back to the ancient Greeks and popularized during the sixties, is an interdisciplinary expression that mixes audiovisual techniques to convey a message. We’ve seen so many news regarding performances with controversial subjects like those from Shia Labeouf. So, if you’re familiar with this

This article was originally written by María Isabel Carrasco Psychologists argue that solitude refers to the idea of being completely alone –let’s say in a physical way–, but it doesn’t imply a feeling of loneliness. Actually, it’s a state where the mind, far from constant stimuli, becomes self-aware. It’s the moment when creativity –well known

I was five or six years old the first time I felt social anxiety. The same bitter feeling I experienced that day, came back to me repeatedly throughout my life. I was in Spanish class and the teacher was asking every student to read out loud a paragraph of a book. As soon as she

(Fiction) The mailman at your door is dressed as the god Adonis. His gloved hands have lobster claws instead of fingers. He hands you an envelope dripping with some unidentified red substance. It’s neither blood nor paint. “You are invited to dinner at Chez Dalí.” As you open the invitation, you are greeted by a