I can’t remember when I fell in love with Botero, but I know it was because he made me laugh. I loved the vibrant colors and related to the gordo folks, who wore their fat and nakedness with charm and grace. They smoked and danced, went on picnics, and posed.
Once when my lover, Roberto, and I were in Mexico we found an artist who for 100 bucks painted us life-sized Boteros in oil. Mine is The Dancers. In the museo there are several famous artists represented: Chagal, Ernest, Picass.. but to my mind, none as compelling-so filled with vibrant life as Botero.