The Picasso I didn’t expect.
Yesterday I visited the Picasso Museum in Málaga and what struck me the most wasn’t a single painting, it was the journey.
Walking through the rooms you realize how many different artists lived inside the same person.
This one especially stayed with me: The Three Graces (1923).
Not the explosive Picasso people usually imagine, but something quieter, almost classical.
It reminded me that even the most revolutionary creators spend time studying the past.
And maybe that’s where real innovation actually begins.