talvez desde Stephen Crane que não encontrava tanta cor. a diferença é mais do que de estilo (arriscava-me a impressionista vs- cores mais recentes de Hockney). as de Crane são expressivas de estados de espírito, aqui são breves molduras para o número a apresentar, skits.
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"By mid-day I was looking down on the poppy-red roofs of the Estancia Paso Roballos.
Opposite, the meseta of Lago Buenos Aires tilted upwards to the West. Its walls rose off a jade-green river, a sheer rampart two thousand feet , layer on layer of volcanic strata, striped like a pennon of chivalry in bands of pink and green. And where the meseta broke off, there were four mountains, four peaks piled one on the other in a straight line: a purple hump, an orange column, a cluster of pink spires, and the cone of a dead volcano, ash-grey and streaked with snow."
Chatwin em In Patagonia.
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