Marta Canabal

I was born in Madrid.

Everybody agrees, that you learn to paint by painting. But what is there before the blank canvas? There is an inner world, unique to each painter, made up of her personal history, her experiences, her successes and failures and the outer world that surrounds and influences her. The inner and outer worlds merge in her work. The factors that impede or nurture creativity pass through her inner world. Painting consists of brushstrokes that play together like words in poetry. No brushstroke is innocent and, depending how it aligns and plays with others, can be a weapon for either combat or seduction. If you immerse yourself in the brushstrokes of Marta Canabal, you will notice they have rhythm, that the jets of paint have their own life and create a poem of shapes and colours.