1957 born in Güaimaro, Cuba, the third of what would eventually be four children
1964 Dad bought me a set of watercolors and gave me my first cat
1971 sent to Spain with my sister Gloria, then went to Puerto Rico to live with my uncle
1976 Gloria and I moved to our own apartment – small, but full of sunlight
1976 met my friend Mario
1978 met Jeff in Puerto Rico
1977 Rosa
1979 moved to New York City
1979 returned to Cuba to see my parents after an eight-year separation
1980 met Luis at the beach
1981 parents escaped Cuba during Mariel boat lift, my brother Mario and sister Mayda escaped with them
1983 received BFA from Pratt Institute
1983 Ross at the Boybar
1985 Jeff gave me Pebbles and Biko, two Lilac Point Siamese cats – hardly able to support myself, and now with two cats to feed, only Jeff
1985 first trip to Europe, first summer with Ross
1986 summer in Venice, studied Venetian painting and architecture
1986 blue kitchen, blue flowers in Toronto – a real home for the first time in so long, so long, Ross is here
1986 Mother died of leukemia
1987 received MFA from the International Center of Photography and New York University
1987 Wawanaisa Lake: beavers, wild brown bears, Harry retrieved every buoy he sees, New York Times every morning, duck cabin
1987 joined Group Material
1989 fall of the Berlin Wall
1990 Myriam died
1990 moved to L.A. with Ross (already very sick), Harry the dog, Biko, and Pebbles, the Ravenswood, Rossmore, golden hours, Ann and Chris by the pool, magic hour, rented a red car, money for the first time, no more waiting on tables, Golden Girls, great students at CalArts, Millie and Catherine, went back to Madrid after almost twenty years – sweet revenge
1990 silver ocean in San Francisco
1990 first show with Andrea Rosen
1991 Ross died of AIDS, Dad died three weeks later, a hundred small yellow envelopes of my lover’s ashes – his last will
1991 Jorge stopped talking to me, I’m lost – Claudio and Miami Beach saved me
1991 Bruno and Mary, two black cats Ross found in Toronto, came to live with me
1991 the world I knew is gone, moved the four cats, books, and a few things to a new apartment
1991 went back to L.A., hospitalized for ten days
1991 Julie moved from Brooklyn to Manhattan
1992 Jeff died of AIDS
1992 President Clinton – hope, twelve years of trickle-down economics came to an end
1992 the forces of hate and ignorance are alive and well in Oregon and Colorado, among other places
1992 started to collect George Nelson clocks and furniture
1993 moved to 24th Street
1993 Sam Nunn is such a sissy, peace might be possible in the Middle East
1993 three years since Ross died, painted kitchen floor bright orange, this book
The above represents the biography that Felix Gonzalez-Torres wrote for “Felix Gonzalez-Torres” (New York: A.R.T. Press, 1993)