Viewed from today, Manuel Hernández's solid artistic trajectory seems to be marked by an obsessive fidelity to the signs he handles and the deep spiritual impact they produce. Signs that, without haste, gradually conquered and settled in the space of his canvases forever. Uncompromisingly abstract, Hernández's work is entirely unrelated to any attempt at representation, without this conflicting at all with the fullness of suggestions it opens or the world of evocations it evokes. Despite its seemingly simple theme and deceptive uniformity, this artist's work has achieved what few manage: identity. An unmistakable and persistent identity. Nothing in Manuel Hernández's work could be attributed to another artist. His work, as Camilo Calderón beautifully explains, “was made silently and tenaciously in the studio, with only the dialogue between creator and work.” Therefore, reviewing it in this book is, without a doubt, an act of happiness.