


“Torero 2001“
“Torero 2001“ by Janus
In Janus' “Torero 2001” it’s not about the bull. This is no traditional bullfight – it’s a battlefield of the inner kind, emotional, perhaps spiritual. The figure of the toreador emerges from splashes of red, black, and gold – torn and raw, as if every gesture is a matter of life and death.
The painting pulses with tension: the red strokes are not only blood, but impulse, fury, the will to survive. The yellow accents may be the light of courage or the blinding flash of pride. The toreador’s face blends into the background – who is he? Is he fighting an external adversary, or himself?
This is an image of confrontation. Not with a bull, but with fear, weakness, perhaps the past. The arena has no borders – it is the space of the soul.
“Torero 2001“ by Janus
In Janus' “Torero 2001” it’s not about the bull. This is no traditional bullfight – it’s a battlefield of the inner kind, emotional, perhaps spiritual. The figure of the toreador emerges from splashes of red, black, and gold – torn and raw, as if every gesture is a matter of life and death.
The painting pulses with tension: the red strokes are not only blood, but impulse, fury, the will to survive. The yellow accents may be the light of courage or the blinding flash of pride. The toreador’s face blends into the background – who is he? Is he fighting an external adversary, or himself?
This is an image of confrontation. Not with a bull, but with fear, weakness, perhaps the past. The arena has no borders – it is the space of the soul.