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The Buenos Aires pictures. This is the first painting I did there. More to come


Temperley Buenos Aires 11"x14" oil on mounted linen

On the outskirts of the center of Buenos Aires are interesting towns that feel very lived in. Visiting Temperley, although very foreign to me, felt familiar. It reminded me, slightly, of Union City, New Jersey, where I lived a few years when I was a pre teen. The streets in both places are worn and cracked, stray dogs roaming around, graffiti(not the "cool" kind that is famous now a days) older cars still functioning and people that just feel so darn neighborly to me. A place sometimes just has a way in presenting itself to me that makes me want to capture it. I believe it was a mixture of this familiarity and the loving hospitality I was experiencing from a part of my wife's family. I was staring at this corner the morning after a night of gorging on an incredible "parrillada" and several glasses of Fernet and Coke. This area felt very much like home to me. I can not wait to visit again. 

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