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Chronicle and Guide of the Route through the Gothic Quarter and El Born carried out on 22 November 2025.<\/p>\n

The Route, conceived by Gloria G. Dur\u00e1n, takes us through some of the GRAF spaces and other notable places in the Gothic Quarter and El Born, inspired by the A*Desk themes \u201cBodies of Evidence<\/a>\u201d and \u201cDisobeying the Possible<\/a>.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lost Objects and Subjects<\/i> brings back people from the vaudevilles in perpetual transformation, clairvoyants and mediums who weave in full vision, forbidden museums with restricted access, strange forms of audience management, demonstrations, demolished urinals, eliminated cruising areas\u2026<\/p>\n

The path follows the traces of what is no longer there, of what was lost to memory, and gives us clues as to how we might recover it through current artistic practices.<\/p>\n

1_ SALA PAR\u00c9S<\/b>
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We begin at Sala Par\u00e9s, the oldest art gallery in Spain. In 1840 it was a fine arts shop, and from 1877 onwards, an exhibition space. A centre of art for both Modernist painters like Santiago Rusi\u00f1ol and Ram\u00f3n Casas, as well as Isidre Nonell and even, as the gallery\u2019s assistant manager Sergio Fuentes Mil\u00e1 told us, \u201cyoung ladies\u201d, evoked with that tone of amateurism that bearded gentlemen loved to assign to women\u2019s work. It is curious that the founding group always seems to include beards and top hats, canes and sometimes cigars.<\/p>\n

Among them was Ram\u00f3n Casas, who painted bored bourgeois ladies and readers, as well as syphilitic prostitutes. The flower of syphilis, like the embroidered shawl in a poster advertising a sanatorium for syphilitics. Wandering through both upper and lower neighbourhoods, our Modernists showed their inclinations. As Mary Shelley\u2019s Victor Frankenstein says in Guillermo del Toro\u2019s script, \u201cOne night with Venus, a lifetime with Mercury.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Sala Par\u00e9s was also the gallery of Isidre Nonell, who loved to roam the underworld and would portray Gypsy women, street women, and popular carnivals. That exhibition was a scandal, Sergio told us. On one occasion, Nonell found here a Maja by Goya, with a washbowl as a comb and the guts of a cod as a shawl. Exquisite.<\/p>\n

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All of them crossed paths with Picasso who, by the way, did not invent Cubism. Gertrude Stein writes in The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas <\/i>that Cubism was already present in Barcelona\u2019s shop windows, and according to Michael North, it already appeared in the schematic haircut of La Chelito. But today we are not interested in Picasso\u2019s Cubism; we\u2019re interested in his elegance.<\/p>\n

Fernande Olivier tells us that, when returning to Barcelona, Picasso had a friend, Sotto, with whom he often went out. They wished to appear elegant but only had one pair of gloves between them, so they shared them, keeping the bare hand in a pocket and gesturing passionately with the gloved one. Picasso felt handsome and elegant in his green suit and his single glove. We start to think of ourselves as artists, and, therefore, we start defining an attitude: being constantly unpredictable, distinguishing ourselves, dissenting, questioning norms and avoiding vulgarity. First nuance: gloves. We proceed to hand them out.<\/p>\n

But the artists that didn\u2019t wear beards were indeed elegant. We refer to those who would later form Els Refinats <\/i>(The Sophisticated), the extravagant Barcelona dandies: Laura Alb\u00e9niz, Mariano Andreu, N\u00e9stor Fern\u00e1ndez, and Ismael Smith. These four were the enfants terribles<\/i> of art, androgynous in their lives and in the materiality of their practice. They suffered from the artistic and literary iconoclastic measles typical for their age. And how did they express it? Through their gestures, their differences, their \u201cguilty elegance\u201d. Very, very dandies, reading gallant literature, indulging in morphine and even dressing as bullfighters or lace-veiled virgins.<\/p>\n

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Eugenio D\u2019Ors, a dandy himself, was fascinated by all of them. Particularly by Laura, the most dandified of the band, according to Eugenio. She was the first Barcelonian to have tea at six in the afternoon and the first to be elegant and dissident at the same time. In 1911 she exhibited with the other refinats<\/i> at Fayans Catal\u00e0. Ismael Smith was the one who loved dressing up the most. Decadent, Frenchified, touched by the glamour of Paris, its poets and neighbourhoods. Unknowingly, he anticipated the Futurists.<\/p>\n

Smith writes:<\/b><\/p>\n

\u201cThe automobile suggests so much to me that even the death I might find in this machine at a speed of 150 km per hour would produce in me a half-hysterical, half-neurasthenic sensation of infinite charm.\u201d<\/p>\n

Sounds Futurist, doesn\u2019t it? The Futurists, contemporary to these dandified transitional artists, also cultivated elegance. And that\u2019s why they invented Futurist elegance, which consists of wearing one sock of each colour, matching the colour of the tie. Severini and Marinetti inaugurated that fashion. So friends, don\u2019t hesitate; adopt Futurist elegance and wear mismatched socks. Here we offer the public some socks from Comercial e Industrial Xavi S.A., Carrer Sant Pere M\u00e9s Baix 24<\/i>.<\/p>\n

COAC (Pla\u00e7a Nova 5)<\/p>\n

We continue our route, and I want to pause here. I call it the Trinity: God in the cathedral, Picasso before you, a huge artist of the Arts in capital letters, and Rosal\u00eda, a \u201cSicalyptic Saint\u201d, heir to those who came before her (we are speaking of a promotional billboard, now gone, for Rosal\u00eda\u2019s latest album). Because La Bella Otero had already worn religious garments for what would become the cover of the second volume of her autobiography. T\u00f3rtola Valencia also performed many passionate poses that were both erotic and devout and that could become the cover of Georges Bataille. And the woman with a veil praying and gazing at the sky, between passion and glory, is a foundational \u201csicalyptic\u201d figure from 1902, a Mujer Galante<\/i> (Gallant Woman).<\/p>\n

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This veiled young woman who looks like a \u201cmarble sculpture\u201d, appeared in the first booklet of the publication Las Mujeres Galantes<\/i> (The Gallant Women), Barcelona 1902. Why is it so important? It\u2019s because the term SICALIPSIS <\/b>was defined in her, a word far less slippery than many think and far more complex than the RAE suggests. Sicalipsis<\/i>, wrote F\u00e9lix Limendoux, is the middle ground between artistic morality and artless boldness, without being the former at all and without boring those with jaded tastes. Sicalipsis<\/i> occupies that IMPLAUSIBLE EQUILIBRIUM which was liked by both the well-integrated, refined Spaniards and those with more elaborate, sophisticated, extravagant and slightly mischievous tastes.<\/p>\n

Limendoux invented a word, sicalipsis<\/i>, that encompasses an entire cultural phenomenon present in the Spanish Silver Age and is apparently reawakening today under straitjackets and monastic veils. To understand what was happening in the streets, stages, publications, and even in Congress, the conclusion was clear: as F\u00e9lix wrote, sicalipsis<\/i> was our plan.<\/p>\n

The duo F\u00e9lix Limendoux and Sopelana published in this city, Barcelona, this definition on the back of the cover of the first issue of Las Mujeres Galantes<\/i>. Sicalipsis<\/i> was invented here, in Barcelona. This city is undoubtedly the Frontier, the necessary passage for Frenchified cosmopolitans and the crossing place of sailors and counts, presumptuous and dandified gentlemen who paint moles and dark circles on themselves. In the end, Barcelona, as the celebrated Lucenay (a fake doctor and early 20th-century bestseller) wrote, warmly welcomed these samples of worldliness, this exotic, perfumed, pompier<\/i> element that soon spread across Iberia, engaging in the most diverse activities and changing many customs in our country.<\/p>\n

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These examples of worldliness were cocottes, variety performers, singers, tiples and cupletistas. They were all \u201csycalyptic\u201d heirs of those epileptic singers who triumphed in the City of Light and throughout Europe, those inspired by the iconography of the Piti\u00e9-Salp\u00eatri\u00e8re Hospital. Among the immense catalogue of possible pathologies associated with the body and its posture, we could highlight many that bore ecclesiastical influences: passionate attitudes, auditory hallucinations, crucifixion, ecstasy, pleading, love, delirium, vibrations, eroticism, thanatism, contractions, death rattles, passionate attitude and ecstasy.<\/p>\n

As we dive into the underworld, the true spark of culture, we begin to warm up. And what is\u00a0 better than a carnival that commemorates, in an artistic way, the opening of the bar Els Quatre Gats<\/b>, in homage to the beloved Paris and its black cats?<\/p>\n

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The establishment Els Quatre Gats<\/b> (\u201cthe four cats\u201d, Casas, Rameau, Rusi\u00f1ol and Utrillo) opened on June 12th, 1897. During the six years it remained active, up until 1903, it became one of the reference points of Catalan Modernism. It was reopened under the same name in the 1970s. Perhaps for this reason the Dau al Set group appeared in an exhibition at Sala Par\u00e9s in the 1940s wearing fake beards to celebrate their modernist friends.<\/p>\n

But we are not interested in them; we care more about the cats because they\u2019re important, they\u2019re urban, they\u2019re mottled, like us, with diffuse boundaries. Leonor Fini<\/b> was here, a marvellous Argentine surrealist painter. She recounts when here, in Barcelona, she once saw a square full of sick cats. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with them?\u201d she asked. \u201cNothing\u2026 They\u2019re just scratching themselves<\/i>\u201d, she was told. She went to a pharmacy, bought two kilos of disinfectant and distributed it among the cats. People looked at her as if she were mad\u2026 Later Leonor Fini also tells us about Meret Oppenheim, but in order to speak about Meret, we must move to a beautiful alley housing the school Mucha Fibra, at street Copons 3\u20135.<\/p>\n

In 1935, Oppenheim visited Barcelona, where she conceived one of her most dreamlike works, Dream in Barcelona<\/i> (Traum in Barcelona<\/i>), and where she may have found inspiration for her 1937 sugar cube ring, Sugar Ring<\/i>. That ring might as well have originated from Sonia Delaunay, the other artist who passed through here in 1917. She would be for the annals of Spanish art, Sofinka Modernuska, friend to the ultraists, the native avant-garde, portrayed by Rafael Cansinos Assens in his book El movimiento V.P<\/i>. She lived her poetry by making edible art, edible jewellery, doughnut necklaces, sugar rings, candy bracelets, parsley earrings. And, of course, a touch of avant-garde distinction. Rings for all, and candy too.<\/p>\n

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Gummy jewellery, kaleidoscopic jewellery, illuminated jewellery. We love jewels! Like the cupletists who, just like queens and saints, wear their five fingers with five shiny, jewelled and metallic rings. T\u00f3rtola Valencia<\/b> even wore them on all ten toes. Santa Teresa and La Chelito and, of course, Rosal\u00eda too!<\/p>\n

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2_ ANTIC TEATRE<\/b><\/p>\n

What is a theatre, and what is the Antic Teatre<\/i>? Experimentation, research, interdisciplinarity, gender perspective, emerging creation, critique and self-critique, artistic and intellectual independence, dialogue, foundational culture, the aspiration to self-management and sustainability, heritage recovery. And so we enter Carrer Sant Pere M\u00e9s Baix<\/i>, between the Francesca Bonnemaison Library and the Antic Teatre<\/i>. Welcome to the world of the once-invisible who are finally visible, of freakishness, grotesqueness, and, of course, inversion.<\/p>\n

And a wholehearted support to those who present more daring aesthetic and artistic options of living arts, in the sense of being alive, of being aligned with life and with what happens every day. We recall Pierrot, who performed here. Pierrot, heir to transformists and maquietistas<\/i>, leads us to discover them, the transvestite ladies, drag kings avant la lettre<\/i>. For example, Caterina Albert (1869\u20131966), writer of \u201csicalyptic\u201d literature under the pseudonym V\u00edctor Catal\u00e0. Or the great F\u00e1tima Miris, who was Maria Frassinesi (1882\u20131954), and Tina Parri, alias La Fregolina.<\/p>\n

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We cannot continue the route, however, without naming my true weakness: La Bella Dorita. Glorious leader of a revolt who, from an amusement park in Zaragoza, managed to establish a cupletist government one day in 1936. She was taken to the police station time and again for scandal. As a child she was told that if she let someone touch her breast, she could ride the carousel for free. \u201cWhy not the nose?\u201d she thought. And she went on the ride, of course. She used to say that all men wanted to marry her to rescue her from \u201cthe lowlife\u201d, something she never understood, her life had always seemed wonderful to her.<\/p>\n

Perhaps her suitors had read a bestseller titled La Mala Vida en Barcelona (<\/i>The Lowlife in Barcelona)<\/i>. In that book, lexical richness is used to name those of diffuse gender: \u201cvidrios, faeries, p\u00e1jaros, br\u00e9coles, jotos, sarasas, apios, cancos, floras, adelaidas and carolinas here in Barcelona.\u201d<\/p>\n

3_ R.A.R.O. PROJECTES<\/b><\/p>\n

We are welcomed by Laura Casanovas, director of R.A.R.O., who explains the project, and Lorena Ruiz Pellicero, the artist exhibiting in the space. Here comes a surprise: Gloria Ribera and Mery Cuesta are an artistic duo, and I, the dwarf, recreate what Josephine Baker once did here in the 1930s. It is true that she did not sing Ramoncita Rovira\u2019s song La coca\u00edna,<\/i> but she did do something else: she approached a man and cut his tie, which, as the anarcho-feminist manifesto states, is the phallic symbol par excellence.<\/p>\n

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It was the time of phenomena, elixirs, tooth-pullers, perfumes. Perhaps we lack this to be elegant: perfume. A time of wax museums, fortune-tellers, talking tables, occultists, astrologers, and readers of the future.<\/p>\n

4_ JOAN BROSSA<\/b><\/p>\n

End of the journey: the Joan Brossa Foundation and towards full and perfumed elegance. We recall Leopoldo Fregoli, an Italian quick-change artist, famous for the multiplicity and speed of his transformations. First came Fregoli, then the Fregol\u00edgrafo<\/i>, then Fregolino<\/i>, then Fregolina<\/i>, then Joan Brossa, and then Quim Pujol, who introduced me to Brossa\u2019s work with Fregoli (or vice versa). Transformation, transit, portability, trance. We are staying here.<\/p>\n

In 1965, Joan Brossa dedicated several poems to Fregoli. He knew that modern art came from there, from the stage, the varieties, the performative acts without fathers to shock, the infinite transformation into countless characters without limits or comparison. There is an artist\u2019s book \u201cFr\u00e8goli\u201d (Barcelona: Sala Gaspar, 1969), by Joan Brossa and Antoni T\u00e0pies<\/b>, with a bibliography about Leopoldo Fregoli and an introductory text on the Italian quick-change artist. It also contains illustrations drawn from printed documents used as sources for some of the artist\u2019s visual poems: \u201cFesta amb Fr\u00e8goli\u201d, \u201cEl diumenge de Fr\u00e8goli\u201d, and many others.<\/p>\n

Fregoli inspired quick-change artists, maquietistas<\/i>, cancioneros<\/i>, cupletists, and the whole people of the varieties, both the select and the \u201csicalyptic\u201d; but he also inspires our final act. It features Josefa Tolr\u00e1, a spiritualist woman with whom Brossa held long conversations and who was another source of his inspiration. There is a magnificent book, La m\u00e8dium i el poeta: una conversa astral entre Josefa Tolr\u00e0 i Joan Brossa<\/i>, which must be read.<\/p>\n

For the final act we look to the artist Anto Rodriguez, who studies the cancioneros, the gay men who kept the flame alive during the Franco regime. In his shows he converses with them, and that is what we want to do.<\/p>\n

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We were missing perfume, weren\u2019t we? I propose a blend of a women\u2019s perfume, \u201cCoca\u00edna en Flor<\/i>\u201d, and a men\u2019s perfume, \u201cVar\u00f3n Dandy<\/i>\u201d. Combine both while I recite my litany. Both were made in Badalona, Parera, in the 1930s. Since we are not modern but ultramodern, I ask you to spray yourselves with both. And I recite the final litany to invoke our past peers:<\/p>\n

Fregoli, Fregolino, Eduardo Juncadella, Fregolina, Tina Parri, Maruja Lopetegui, Robert Bertin, Antonio Alonso, Loperetti, Bella Chelito, F\u00e1tima Miris, Luisito Carbonell, Freddy, Bella Dorita, Manuel Izquierdo, Edmond de Bries, Ramper, Bella Marujilla, Puisinet, Genaro el feo, Bella Otero, Bella Tortajana, Dolores Abril, Mirko, Miss Dolly, Estelle Dixon, Adelina Dur\u00e1n, Angelita Dur\u00e1n, Lolita Dur\u00e1n, Pierrot, Angie von Pritt, Johnson, Tina de Jarque, Derkas, Dora la Gitana, Santa Teresa de Jesus, Jos\u00e9 de Aguilar, El Titi, Raga y Valls
\nLa Gioconda, La Goya, La Goyita, Pepe Marqu\u00e9s, Violeta la Burra, Venus Moderna, Carmen de Lirio, Amalia de Isaura, Carmen Amaya, Hildegarda de Bingen, Adelita Lul\u00fa, Carmen Flores, Amalia Molina, Julita Fons, Miguel de los Reyes, Pedrito Rico, Luis Lucena, Antonio Amaya, Dorita del Monte, Tom\u00e1s de Antequera, Lola Montes, Musetta, Nelly Nao, Mora Negri, Nin\u00f3n, Ninus, Nitta-Jo\u2026.y miles que hubo m\u00e1s (continuar\u00e1)<\/p>\n

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\nA*DESK and GRAF present themed routes focused on critical reflection on content from the A*DESK magazine repository, based on its interpretation by a specialist (historian, artist, curator or critic) and relating it to the territory. The routes, which are conducted in person, include both spaces belonging to the GRAF community and other types of places and spaces, cultural or otherwise, for public or private use, which reinforce the discourse and artistic proposal, taking advantage of the opportunity to visit certain places that are usually closed or inaccessible.<\/p>\n

This route has been developed in collaboration with Gloria G. Dur\u00e1n<\/a>, researcher, lecturer, cultural producer, artist and Doctor Cum Laude in Fine Arts from the UPV, Valencia.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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We leave R.A.R.O. and head toward the finale in the key of Joan Brossa, our favourite artist. In an alley connecting the two spaces, we stop so I can tell you where the name of this route came to me and the fascination I feel when imagining that the Museo Roca<\/i> was here. I discovered this fascinating, profoundly sicalyptic museum thanks to Alfons Zarzoso and his lecture \u201cUna hist\u00f2ria evanescente vs. el retorno del Museu Roca<\/i>\u201d (An evanescent story vs. Museu Roca\u2019s comeback). In this talk, Zarzoso recounted the wanderings of our beloved lost museum. I recommend reading Enric H. March\u2019s excellent article: \u201cMuseu Roca: los estragos del Barrio Chino, en pantalla<\/a>\u201d [en l\u00ednia], Museus anat\u00f2mics de Barcelona. Barcelona: Bereshit: reconstrucci\u00f3 de Barcelona i altres mons, 2013<\/i>.<\/p>\n