ture, remarking that “this country is a volcano of talent”. As proof of this, the winning paintings from the competition for new artists hang on the walls of his establishment, and he enthusias-tically recommends a renowned painter, currently exhibiting at the Museum of Contemporary Art: “You have to talk to Mayi!”. Art, not only in pastels One call from Freddy, and Juan Mayí is ready for a photo ses-sion and an impromptu chat in his studio, where he’s prepa-ring his next exhibition. The whole series of paintings vibrates in metallic tones and dark blues. “I paint like this because I’m Caribbean”. It would be hard for a European traveller, with their imagined cliché of the Caribbean, to see it in those colours and textures. Then Mayí begins talking about the tin roofs on his mother’s house and everything falls into place. The Caribbean is not just about pastels. Another great local painter, Enriquillo Amiama, is exhibiting alongside him at the Museum of Contempo-rary Art. The two sha-re a history of years of comings and goings between Europe and the United States. Amia-ma has spent most of Pintura local en una calle peatonal. ENG // Local painting in a pedestrian street.