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                   Javier 
                      Clavo  
					  1918-1994
                  
                      
                   By means of what the French call a "joke" and true
				   Castilians a "pronto", Javier Clavo tried to describe himself briefly...... 
				   It was enough to demonstrate something fundamental. In view of the fact that he
				    is an original, a well-established feature of the Spanish artistic landscape, to 
					emphasise what we already know would be to run the risk of lapsing into clichés 
					and drawing up a list and a chronology of works which have diversified into many 
					and varied fields, and would be a futile, muddled and lengthy undertaking. So, as 
					far as is possible, let's rise above platitudes and make the most of our skills as 
					presenters - both in the The exhibition comprises a small sample of the prolific 
					output of works by Javier catalogue and in the exhibition hall - to tell you about
					 the contents of this exhibition. 
                   Clavo, who for some time has devoted a large part of his 
				  daily work to watercolours The large variety of authentic themes and styles cannot
				   but attract our attention. The fact is that, while the fundamental characteristics 
				   of this artist are his genius and aptitude, they are always controlled by a 
				   disturbing and relentless exactitude from himself.
 
                     
					Clavo is always on the lookout. His clear gaze focuses intently on objects. 
					He searches, asks questions, and noses about....he tries to get to the very heart 
					of things. This perhaps explains - and to tell the truth, we hope it does - why his
					 incursion into the world of the "vague", his flight into the realm of shadows, his
					  meandering into the "obscure", and his halting exploration of the " confined 
					  universe" of mankind subject to forces and constraints incompatible with the 
					  human condition come as no surprise to us.
					
					 
                     
                  And what can we say about the generous, quiet and serene 
				  Clavo, about the young boyhood artist, painter of portraits "from life" and dearly
				   beloved creatures, and about Clavo, the depicter of nudes and urban 
				   landscapes, ... ?
				   
                  All that there remains for us to mention are the 
				  many magnificent drawings of bullfighting scenes. Beautiful, 
				  skilful, alive and energetic. Through them, Clavo immerses himself in 
				  the spectacle. He enjoys that "state of grace" which actors call a "disposition".
				   Is it because Clavo wanted to be a bullfighter ? 
                   
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