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Daniel Lillo Castellanos: Monolith buttresses

By February 12, 2019 February 7th, 2020 No Comments

Because in Campo de Montiel, freedom combines with space; harmony with its lineage; beauty with its idiosyncrasy; its settlement with its sphere; its precept with its achievements; its present time with the future goals; its History with its enigma and the serenity with the antidote of calmness…

The settlement of don Quixote’s home, on a hill in Campo de Montiel; its map in itself, is considered to be a canvas painted with colours from Mother Nature and by the Holy hand of God and its limits are in the very centre of Spain, where our historical identity signs arise, by means of erudite men such as Don Jorge Manrique, Don Francisco de Quevedo, Don Pedro I of Castile, Don Enrique of Trastáamara, Santo Tomás de Villanueva, Don Miguel de Cervantes and its fiction characters don Quixote de la Mancha and Sancho Panza, all of them linked to this land.

Let us say that we are a ferment that germinates a diversity of species; that fortunately we can show them authentically to the world, through Carlos Barraquete’s magic lens and original pictures.

And getting deeper in this authentic string of localisms, this praise is a sincere one and the occasion is highly appropriate for it.

Because in Campo de Montiel, freedom combines with space; harmony with its lineage; beauty with its idiosyncrasy; its settlement with its sphare; its precept with its achievements; its present time with the future objectives; its History with its enigma and the serenity with the antidote of calmness…

The echo is a music score of angelic chorus; the horizons are  permanent mirages; the dawn, blooming torches; the twilight is a celestial fine veil; the murmur is the music by oboes; nature is a mat in suspension; silent is an abundant harvest; the plain is a vegetal pampas; the mountains are monolith buttresses; the valleys are written parchments; the contrasts are magnificent scenes; the mountains are background perspectives; the landscape aphrodisiac altarpieces; the setting, a stage without curtain; the roads are pilgrims junctions; the sky is an immaculate ceiling; the stars are pleasant nonsense; living is a motivation and dying here is a promise… in a unique pure atmosphere.

Daniel Lillo Castellanos