After visiting the main floor of the Berrocal Foundation, we were taken down to the lower level. Here the molds, unfinished pieces, inventory of finished pieces, large artworks and other items were stored. As we made our way there, the excitement was mounting. The room was dark and only lit by the glow of our cell phones. Carlos turned on one small light and we were off.
George asked permission to film, more lights were turned on and off he ran. While my beautiful lover filmed, I walked around corners and took photos and listened to Carlos describe what I was looking at. There were boxes upon boxes of pieces of the cofinetta that were in various stages of completion. I can’t tell you how many pieces were here. It is an amazing amount of raw material. We spent a great deal of time discussing sunk costs and bringing the rest to market. Wow is all I have to say.
As I turned a corner, I saw the original molds along with the Styrofoam mockups for the statue in Jardines Picasso. I saw the fountain I wanted to visit in Málaga. I saw plastic wrapped art that pained me to see closed up and hidden from the world. It was all I could do to not grab a blade and start ripping off the shipping wrap.
I began looking at the molds and the first one I came to was for the Paloma Box. Not only was the mold there, but there were also unfinished pieces. What a find! I hunted for years to get my Paloma Box and here they had many unfinished in this basement. It’s a shame that they are sitting like this, but after talking with the brothers, I can understand why and what they are trying to do. It makes my pieces all the more special.
From here, we said our goodbyes and agreed to meet on Sunday at noon. George and I went back to our hacienda for a lovely local dinner and to mull over all we had seen today.