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José Hernandez accounts for much of the macabre and fearful imagery in his work by recalling that he lived opposite a cemetery, and spent much of his imaginative life as a teenager "travelling in that forbidden region" (Dan Harlap). Few contemporary exponents of the Fantastic are as disturbing as Hernandez, I whose work the organic visibly decays as the inorganic comes to life. Another, and no less important aspect of his work are the passages and doorways that stand as mute invitations to the exploration of elsewhere. Where does that paved road lead? |
