Paintings

When it comes to paintings I feel like I have a lot to live up to. My grandfather Mario Pastorelli was one of the best painters that ever lived. Sure I might just be saying this because he is my grandfather but you be the judge. Contradicting myself I should say there is no best we can all learn from each other and what moves me might not move another. He was a teacher who was admired by many and passed away a couple years back of lung cancer. I miss him very much and regret never spending enough time with him. He was born and raised in Peru. Father of 5 my mother being the oldest. He never wanted his paintings put in museums, although possibly socialist above all he cared for humanity, people of poverty, and workers, much of this depicted in his paintings. He was also very religious but still hit me one time because I kept turning off the T.V. when he was trying to watch.  He is my biggest influence and I can only hope I am making him proud by growing on the style he created. This is a painting of his that he did shortly after we took a trip to chan chan, capitol city of the Chimu empire. The Chimu were greatly influenced by the wind and sea, which they called Ni, and believed it to be the source of all life. The Chimu also related to the sea lion which they believed accompanied the souls of the dead on their journey to the afterlife. They built ruins. pyramids and labyrnths made of mud and preserved for thousands of years. Chan Chan meant sun sun. I will one day make a book of my grandfathers paintings so his work can influence other people in the same way it has influenced me. The world needs to know how dope he was!!!