I don’t know the reason why people (me included) believe that the art is serious and the artists are out of the common troubles in life (“Anybody have seen the manuscript of my next book? Come on, don’t laught… I’m too lazy to write it again” or “I did whaaaat?”). Not so long ago, there was a place where all those people joined for hard drinking and hard partying. I’m talking of Picasso, Gaudí, Rusiñol; and I’m talking of “Els Cuatre Gats” (an expresion that means “a non-representative and reduced group of noisy persons”). Not so long ago, before they were legends, they were just young.
P.d.: If you click in our profiles, you can see me jumping to touch the hanging signal of this pub.
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