This painting represents a London typical party wall. By law, both in Spain as in England, it is not allowed to open windows on a neighbouring site. When this site is not built, the architect must face the problem of raising an opaque façade that respects the dignity of urban space. In our environment we can see the many aberrations generated by this issue. Barcelona landscape is plastered with theoretically temporary rain walls left in sight; Valencia is full of asphalt waterproofing covered black dividing walls. The attempt to let street performers to dignify these walls is a pathetic naïveté.

The party wall I discovered in Chelsea, from the terrace of Eduardo Mendoza’s apartment, the one that is the protagonist of this painting, is a model of civility. The care with which it has been built even knowing that it will never be opened can only be found in that country.