These folk’s auctions provide a marvellous glimpse of the generally execrable taste of Barcelona’s petite et moins petite bourgeoisie–flower sellers on the Ramblas, Costa Brava fishing boats, Vic market, vines, adolescent breasts…–and the work is sometimes deliciously bad. For example, did Ramon de Capmany–whose Hare is lot no 484 on the 29th–owe his artistic career more to family wealth and influence than to personal ability and industry? Did this Easter Hare fall from his Cross in more or less conventional fashion, or did He meet his Calvary neath some Jaganatha’s wheels? Not for nothing that Rafa (turn off the music) is selling up and heading for Berlin.
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