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La Venus del Espejo

It's not that Velázquez is my favourite painter not the canvas itself, but instead the place where you can find it: The National Gallery in London.

Though I only spent there a few months, I have very good memories of the city. I don't recall it as a busy and crowded place as many people do. But as an incredible place with so much to do, so much to see, and at the same time, with so many incredible spots to go for a walk.

It may sound weird, but there I spent a lot of time in my own thoughts, and I don't get the chance to do the same in Madrid. As marvellous city as it is.

So, as I lived relatively close to the museum, I spent there many afternoons, just seated in front of this picture. I went to the gallery with different people as well, in different occasions, all of them mean a lot to me, and they know who they are. I really enjoy my ego-side when walking through the corridors of a museum...I can restrain myself from commenting on every picture I know about...
What I love of this picture is the softness, the gentleness with which Velázquez follows the girls's curves, her back, her thighs, the clothes around her. Surely she was one of her lovers in Italy, though not the only one. I will be more than happy of being portrayed with this delicate touch, only a few were lucky enough, like the Maja Desnuda de Goya. Rumour has it that Manuel Godoy stored both of them in his "Gabinete Galante". I guess this have been replaced by the webcam nowadays...what a pity!