Bruno Munari1987

Written for the exhibition:
Railway Stations – The Wilson Center, Smithsonian Institution Building, Washington DC, 1987

I like Manuel’s paintings because:

— They give the observer a feeling of being part of them, of being able to step forward and
enter the painting, into the station, where there is nobody not even whoever left the bicycle
outside. The train is ready to leave, its door is open. But (this is the enigma of the painting) will
it depart?

— I like the density of the foliage of the tree in front of the station. That tree must be full of
birds that at certain time will all rise flying freely around the sky above the station’s square.

— The bag’s owner is surely sitting, out of sight, at the other end of the bench. The light reflected
on the wall is highly suggestive.

— The bright shining light does not let us distinguish the distant scenery beyond the platform.
The empty cart. The closed train. Nobody to ask for information.

— It is so well painted that we sense the atmosphere of the place, we seem to feel the temperature
and characteristic smell.

— At twelve minutes past twelve the reflected sunlight shines on the wall in the shade. There
is no water in the pond. There is no plant in the pot. The bench is empty. By the line of the shadow
I would guess it is June. The train is two hours late.

I like Manuel’s paintings for all that is not seen but felt intuitively to be part of the picture.

If it does not make you dream what kind of art is it?