Spain, 1967


The idea of ​​movement in expansion, rest or intuition is one of Mar Solís’ recent keys after two years through which far from relaxing, she has not stopped exploring expressive paths and consolidating her genuine imprint. Her drawings “Tejido. Espacio. Tiempo” analyze that weightless space where nothing is what it seems; they float on the edge of a threshold which, like black holes, traps us and keeps us awaiting, accomplices of a more or less possible tomorrow.