CAIXOTE JACÓ

Riding the waves of youth and the avant-garde we began the twentieth century with inventions of machines and post-impressionist and abstract plastic expressions. Out of wedlock the artist roamed the Montmartre lights, youth is still Lautrec but in the Fauvist and Expressionist phase.
   After youth becomes war, all are military even women in their marital status. To the sound of blues and writers like Henry Miller, big cities welcome new art and desire, there are no horses, cars make the metropolis constant in the game of reaching passion.
   With the second world war the youth is again the most necessary utensil, where the passions and the brothels cohabit.
   After the war the woman gives herself as the perfect housewife at the same time plays
Professional activities. The youth listens to Elvis brighten and the quality of life begins to rise rapidly until the seventies.
   A huge wave comes in the sixties, hippies with psychedelics as visual art and their manifestations for peace, free love and community life. In the seventies, freaks with symphonic rock appeared to watch the future generation punks, the graffiti revolt, the rasas, deep inside where nothing is valuable and the beginning of destruction.
   Then come the divergent waves, the post-punk, the hippie kids, the Magic game, the truly black, the multi-wave Goths, the beat and the plastic colors of the electro.
   Today's generation is not very fond of art, it is mostly reactionary imitating successful adults. It's as if the waves are over and everyone dresses up like in moralist movies. It is a generation with psychological myopia, living in the unreality of the behavioral flu they carry. They are uncoordinated in a panic hidden by their tie.