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  • Rated by ART-X-PRESS on Oct 17 2006, 4:43pm

    Antonio Pessoa - Amsterdam - Prinsengracht - Springtime was already immersing Amsterdam in sunshine,bathing the flowering spring trees,the young lovery couple already living in a glamourous apartment,a third floor love nest,where they together celebrating all the best,more than ever,were throwing eachother promises of an ever lasting romance,like in a trance where they both profoundly believed nobody and nothing could possibly tear them apart. Antonio Pessoa was now in peace,totally convinced he had indeed made it for good.God was by his side after all , and as for the devil the hell with him. He was still playing with Martin Camp,still rehearsing with the Horny Angel and most important of all he had somehow managed to start painting again. Antonio Pessoa was more than ever truly fascinated by the life and work of Hieronymus Bosch.Masterpieces such as The Ship of Fools,The Seven Deadly Sins,Christ Crowned with Thorns,The Temptation of Saint Anthony,Witches and very particularly The Garden of Earthly Desires,were among his favourites. Yvonne Smit shared his interests with the same devotion. They went to see a Salvador Dali's exhibition and from that moment on Antonio Pessoa became more and more convinced that Hieronymus Bosch was indeed the Godfather of all modern surrealism. The cosy apartment in Prinsengracht became their uncorrupted paradise,while their bodies became more and more their main communication tools.Sex was fantastic and being so madly in love to such a degree as indeed it was a fact back in those days,was something wich Antonio Pessoa had never felt before to that or to any extent whatsoever,for all that matters. That Springtime in Prinsengracht,their love relationship was reaching the dazzling heights of the vertigo,the whirling sensations of a magical dizzy spell,the pinnacle of all sexual possibilities.So far so good.Reaching the Nirvana through Kama Sutra. What else was an artist supposed to wish?Love,freedom,fullfillment,passion,music,Amsterdam and Art. Yvonne Smit tells him every sigle day,countless times,he is her miracle and that she definitely doesn't want to loose him.Never! Jacob Kotsky