Whenever I have the opportunity to enjoy my hometown, Madrid, from that bewitching and romantic perspective, which has on its oldest buildings the capricious cumulus of clouds that herald the powerful thunder of the approaching storm, a name, artistically universal, comes quickly to my memory, opening wide the doors of speculation: El Greco.
Domenico Teotokopuli, that strange painter of Greek origin and voluntarily exiled in Toledo due to the animosity he felt - mutual, incidentally - for that very Christian king, who after all, also surrendered to his paintings, Philip II, has always remembered the medieval vision of those magicians who tried to bend the powers of the Universe.
With the difference that if they used their wands and magic circles to carry out their varied theurgies, El Greco did it with his brushes and his canvases, to provoke the opening of supernatural tears, in those stormy skies, which Comparatively and metaphorically speaking, they become inside every human being, resulting in the release of powerful archetypes, which Jung called the Collective Unconscious.
Siempre que tengo ocasión de disfrutar de mi ciudad natal, Madrid, desde esa perspectiva hechizadora y romántica, que tienen sobre sus edificios más antiguos los caprichosos cúmulos de nubes que preludian el potente tronar de la tormenta que se avecina, un nombre, artísticamente universal, acude presto a mi memoria, abriéndome de par en par las puertas de la especulación: el Greco.
Doménico Teotokopuli, aquél extraño pintor de origen griego y voluntariamente exiliado en Toledo por la animadversión que sentía -mutua, sea dicho de paso- por aquél cristianísimo rey, que después de todo, también se rendía a sus cuadros, Felipe II, siempre me ha recordado la visión medieval de aquellos magos que intentaban doblegar las potencias del Universo.
Con la diferencia, de que si aquellos se valían de sus varitas y de los círculos mágicos para realizar sus variopintas teúrgias, el Greco lo hacía con sus pinceles y con sus lienzos, para provocar la apertura de sobrenaturales desgarros, en esos cielos tormentosos, que comparativa y metafóricamente hablando, devienen en el interior de todo ser humano, repercutiendo en la liberación de unos poderosos arquetipos, a los que Jung denominó como el Inconsciente Colectivo.
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AVISO: Tanto el texto, como las fotografías que lo acompañan, son de mi exclusiva propiedad intelectual y por lo tanto, están sujetos a mis Derechos de Autor.
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