Asunción, 1991.

“Feliciano Centurión got carried away by the diaspora that this country imposed on his children, found himself occupying strange places, delayed in painting studios in Buenos Aires until he arrived at this place that was his with a strange look and a different accent: his paintings brought the baggage of the Buenos Aires workshops ready to be updated with the last cry that could also be the one of the painting in that country; he knows it and, despite his youth, he tries through this exhibition to free himself (because he assumes that his undeniable office of painter is not enough to fulfill the commitment of the search for new truths) he is ready to defend his discoveries and his conquests from the attacks of the sad fascination of the fashions.

This strength is already foreseen in his production, with his color, his spontaneous gesture, his attentive constructions, images of transfigured triviality.”