Los días mas bellos

From day to morning, Lucien Becker abandoned poetry. He dismissed it in a sip, like someone who swallows a last coffee before going out into the street, never to return to it. Because he had nothing left to say. Little only had to live. For everything and for nothing. Poetry is not a trade. Only a need. To accompany this first trip, the work of the painter Carlos León comes with us. A vital explosion of colors, canvases that also speak of love.