Jose Luis Ochoa

10/10/2026

Mixed media painting on wood. Volcanic lava, sand and iron, built up in layers and oxidized in stages. I control the process up to a point; the rust does the rest. 2026.

03/10/2026

“The world is full of things that cannot be seen.”
— Haruki Murakami I paint places that seem to exist somewhere between memory and invention. Landscapes without coordinates, fragments of a world that might have been found, forgotten, or simply imagined. Each painting becomes a kind of document: an attempt to preserve what cannot be fully remembered.

23/09/2026

“The greatest thing a human soul ever does in this world is to see something, and tell what it saw in a plain way. Hundreds of people can talk for one who can think, but thousands can think for one who can see.”
— John Ruskin, Modern Painters (1843–1860)

16/09/2026

A fragment of an uncertain geography, somewhere between memory, myth and evidence. A landscape suspended between what might have been and what may never have existed. The children of Balder, 2025
Mixed media on canvas/ Técnica mixta sobre lienzo
55x46 cm.

16/09/2026

04/09/2026

“Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.”
— Robert Frost, Nothing Gold Can Stay

03/08/2026

“Silence is the element in which great things fashion themselves.”
— Thomas Carlyle. Untitled (Vestige), 2025 Mixed media on metal box.
13x12x10 cm

31/07/2026

“Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp,
Or what’s a heaven for?”

— Robert Browning.

13/07/2026

“The river is within us, the sea is all about us.”
— T. S. Eliot, The Dry Salvages

Collage on paper, 21 × 29.7 cm

LandscapeArt AbstractLandscape

02/07/2026

Untitled (Presence II), 2025

Técnica mixta sobre Hierro

9 cm diámetro