

These published works each create landscapes from various, cubistic perspectives.Īn aquamarine seascape by artist Quisqueya Henriquez illustrates the cover of Báez’s poem book, Postales.

Over the past fourteen months or so, they’ve published three titles, including two poetry books (one by Báez and another by Homero Pumarol) and a translation from French to Spanish of Les dollars des sables by Jean-Noel Pancrazi. Chief among these was Ediciones De a Poco, a new itinerant and independent press founded by a handful of writers and artists, including the poet Frank Báez and Natalia Ortega Gamez of Taller Las Mercedes, a studio dedicated to contemporary design in ceramic. This is why I found some recent artistic collaborations in Santo Domingo, the capital, so fascinating. Literature is in-between things, a kind of glue that binds art communities and projects together. But you won’t find fiction appearing as text in art, nor as voiceover in film. It’s my last day in Santo Domingo, and his statement makes me reconsider the art I’ve seen during this trip, and the comparison of realism and naturalism.įiction has a special place here. “The absurd has been culturally assimilated here,” the artist Maurice Sánchez tells me over coffee.
