Salvador is a big part of my life, we have been together since 1967- now you are calculating and yes that makes more then 43 years, yes, yes its a long time. He was 19 when we met (again calculating) and I was 26. I know, we are getting there! Age and getting old is a subject I like to dive into with you an other time, now I want to show some of Salvadors work as his paintings are really worth looking at. He is always painting and he has been painting always- he had his first exhibition when he just turned 17 in New York and that all the way from Canary Islands where he is born and was then living. Yes, he is Spanish, born right in front of the beach in Las Palmas. We met in Marakech, (Marocco) very romantic and he was sooo handsome but not untill he showed me his drawings I really deeply fell in love. Years have past and I still feel the same.
We traveled the world together and lived in many different places but lets get to the pictures because they are supposed to speak a thousand words.
Me and Alejandro, our son, in Ibiza
Paris, we lived there for 10 years.
Paris, my “Tunique Unique”
. Paris, here with Alejandro
Well, this is already a lot and I hardly started, I just got barely to my portraits but an other time more, like paintings of most of the places we lived in…. like this one
LOVE and PEACE!
OH, I copied this from a blog of a friend of Salvador who lives in Sri Lanka and writes a very nice blog: A VIEW FROM SRI LANKA.
My mention of having a photographic portrait of me when I was a 1960’s beat poet being hung this year in London’s National Portrait Gallery, stirred Salvador Maron to send me this sketch he drew of me in 1965 when I had given up being a beat to be a beach boy in Las Palmas, Canary Islands (while writing a novel, of course).
Salvador was 17 at the time and is now a hugely popular artist based in California where his striking paintings sell for five-figure sums.
Salvador’s selfportrait Paris 1977