A decadent bourgeois for some, a transgressive libertine for others... no label can possibly encapsulate the overwhelming personality of Néstor Martín-Fernández de la Torre, or simply Néstor; a brilliant artist who – whether due to his defiance of all currents in vogue, his exaltation of desire, or his open homosexuality – has gotten sparse recognition, and almost none beyond his native Canary Islands. In the archipelago he was saved from outright oblivion only in his most picturesque facet, but not even tourism-oriented folklore has prevented his museum in Las Palmas – a neovernacular jewel designed by his brother Miguel – from being closed these past seven years, with no prospect of reopening, owing to bureaucratic muddles. By way of redress for an injustice, the Reina Sofía Museum offers until 8 September a complete monographic show where bodies, fish, flowers, and rocks are exuberantly interwoven in a fantasy of excesses.