Gaudi is king over the city, i like him very much, he has patience to a degree which i will never have, enough patience that even after his death his church is still unfinished. His park is every bit a maze, he created it to be lived in not just to be looked at. Completely dedicated to his art an intelligent obsession.
On a visit to an art gallery, i thought to myself that id much rather speak to the artists that look at there work. I also concluded that people make art so that there is something to remember them by when they die. This of course is not true, but is a fact. Looking at a frame containing simply 4 pieces of wood standing upright, i remembered what Andy Warhol said "Art is what you can get away with", and in this case that is very true.
Where as my grandparents would much rather roam around in the mountains of Switzerland, i feel at home in the city, i like falling asleep listening to next doors conversations, and smelling the stench of grease rising from the cafe. Its comforting.
I will learn Spanish, then i will return to Barcelona possibly for an increased length of time, and i will simply wonder in the heat and walk on the pretty tilled streets.
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