Lot Essay
‘Art today performs a social function because it can call attention to pustules...The Artist must be able to make it hurt agonizingly. He is “only man, the world, a recorded of things in the raw, a need to express. He follows very closely the despair of our time, watches over it and sews up its wounds; he records it in the scream from the deepest hole and is murdered by its leprosy’
(Millares, quoted in Papeles de son Armadans, no. XXXVII, Madrid-Palma, April 1959).
(Millares, quoted in Papeles de son Armadans, no. XXXVII, Madrid-Palma, April 1959).