My temperature, our sensual-sense-of-humor, really went sky-high on this collaged poem. I present Jacko herewith selling hats (there is a mountain of hats upon his head). And, then, my poem tells the tale of how this black turned to white. Then I add that the bigger question, or issue, would be: “What would be the color of Michael penis?” Then I state that I am the only one who can answer that pertinent question – by lifting his black hatt off my frame – and, Lo! A tiny orange carrot is disclosed. Remember, there is a method to my madness… Jacko is< vegetarian. And, his penis has turned into – a carrot!

Enchantment, light, youth and in her right hand an incense burner with wafting fragrant incence…rising upwards…upwards to her Gods of Bali. To the tune of the Gamelan cascading arabesque of sound in the temple Dance of the PENDET

The legend of Cinderella is found in many forms all over the world. Here is my version: There are four girls; three are very ugly and egotistical. The Step Mother hates Cinderella, the fourth girl, and harasses her constantly. Cinderella finally leaves home and, when she reaches the mountains, Magic Birds befriend her and shower her with gifts of gold, diamonds and love. This legend ends with a Handsome Prince marrying Cinderella and they live happily ever after.

The legend of Cinderella is found in many forms all over the world. Here is my version: There are four girls; three are very ugly and egotistical. The Step Mother hates Cinderella, the fourth girl, and harasses her constantly. Cinderella finally leaves home and, when she reaches the mountains, Magic Birds befriend her and shower her with gifts of gold, diamonds and love. This legend ends with a Handsome Prince marrying Cinderella and they live happily ever after.

My wife’s late father was Chief, re-elected, in his village in Bali for several years. The dominant expression of his eyes speaks of a man who could lead his village and have the people follow and trust him.

Here, within my Shangri La, in the very center, is my Self Portrait. Question: Could not the figure of my model be a blue vase from Ancient Cathay? And, the Vase, the shape of a Woman? Paintings and gongs abound. And, logically, a romantic chandelier replacing The Moon!

Now and then, when a painting is sold, and its collector eventually needs money, I buy it back such as this one to add to our permanent collection in our museum in Bali. This brown-skinned girl of Bali sports a turban upon her head of stylish rainbow colors. Frame, Blanco design.

Odalisque is a Turkish word, which implies that (let us say) a Rajah maintains a concubine indoors in his Palace. The seeming disarray in this (oil on canvas) painting speaks of the Greek advice to create works that entail asymmetrical balance that is more enchanting than Balance.Asymmetry ONLY appears as disarray but? finds its center of Balance! I believe this, and have time-testedit in my works of Art?and Life!

A gyroscope whirls; and the reason you can tilt it into any position, and it stays steadfast, is because it has found its Center. Some people go in all directions, yet never find their Center. A small girl in a circus can control whirling plates because she relates to her Center. My works of art are very colored, yet harmonized; creating a Center of beauty and charisma such as in this painting of Dali within his famous timepiece.

Erotic works of art could be taken seriously; but this painting with five collaged pink candles is just a lot of fun! The circle is the yoni and the topmost candle is obviously the linggam. The stability of my frame is attained by the pyramid effect of the candles. The woman is happy, indeed, surrounded by all this artistic conglomeration.

A gyroscope whirls; and the reason you can tilt it into any position, and it stays steadfast, is because it has found its Center. Some people go in all directions, yet never find their Center. A small girl in a circus can control whirling plates because she relates to her Center. My works of art are very colored, yet harmonized; creating a Center of beauty and charisma such as in this painting of Dali within his famous timepiece.

Probably, because of the Erotic feeling in his painting, I am compelled to tell a true story that relates to this Mystic-Erotica.I received a letter from an enthusiastic Art collector from London in which he asks: “Antonio, you are rather Philosophic; what have you found to be the meaning of life?” My Answer: “When I am bitting into a ripe succulent Mango in my right hand, and at the same time fondling (with my left hand) the firm buttocks of an 18 year girl…..er…..Model, THAT I have found to be the closest THING to a MEANING FOR LIFE” Frame of red and gold exotic Blanco – design.

The life and work of Antonio Blanco was so inspiring that an Indonesian film company decided to turn his biography into a movie. At first, the movie was produced as a television mini series entitled “Api Cinta Antonio Blanco”. In 1998 the mini series won 4 Vidia awards in the Festival Sinetron Indonesia.

Following the success of the mini series, the producer adapted it into a giant screen version, “The Color of Love”. Each version used different angles and storytelling styles. The mini series was written from a third person point of view while the movie portrays Blanco’s life from his eldest daughter’s point of view.

The movie is a documentary of Blanco’s life and also features his cremation ceremony. Both “Api Cinta Antonio Blanco” and “The Color of Love” were directed by Rima Melati, a veteran Indonesian actress. The role of the young Antonio Blanco was performed by Michael Pas, a Belgium actor, and Ni Ketut Melati played Blanco’s wife, Ni Ronji. The mini series received many commendations; one of which was directed to Michael Pas who received a special acting award in the 1998 Festival Sinetron Indonesia.

* Photographs provided by PT. Jatayu Cakrawala Film & Video

Our Young MasterMario Blanco, the second child of the famous artist Antonio Blanco, was born in Ubud – Bali on the 4th of July 1962. He was surrounded by art from early childhood. Without doubt, his father Antonio Blanco was regarded throughout his life as the most famous artist of the island of Bali. When Mario was very young, the elder Blanco invited him into his studio in Campuan to share in his great enthusiasm for art. Mario painted his first oil at the tender age of five and later chose to study art at the University of Udayana in Denpasar where he successfully graduated.

Nevitably, Mario’s art drew its inspiration from two different origins. His Spanish father introduced him to the techniques of European art and his native artistic feelings come from his Mother Ni Ronji, a famous Balinese dancer. Mario has developed this intensively through his paintings which expose a definite preference for a romantic impressionistic style.

Being the son of the “Fabulous Blanco”, Mario faces a strong challenge but, as he inevitably sheds his father’s influence, his own talent is expressed through an elaborated landscape where his own visions of Balinese culture gradually emerge.