Reminiscing on Garcia

In my parent's bedroom, there hangs a painting of the Nicaraguan City of Leon, my father's hometown. In the painting, you see a colorful village of clay houses and dirt roads, bustling at sunset. People are working, farmers are traversing, and children are playing. The vibrant yet subtle colors create a peaceful and mystical feeling. After looking at the beautiful painting, I began reminiscing about the time our class studied Gabriel Garcia Marquez. I thought about how he describing Latin American literature, and art, as a whole: something mystical, surreal, and grand. The painting in my parent's room is a representation of what Latin American art is, a vibrant and mystical world of beauty.