I am one person and I am no person.
I understand more when I feel confused.
I don't say what I know but I talk about what I don't understand.
And in conclusion I might be fully present when I feel lost.
Mario
Wednesday, 19 May 2010
Wednesday, 5 May 2010
"BLACK PAINTINGS"
The series painting of “Black paintings” is created between other series of works in these recent months. The idea came from my thoughts and the question generated in my practice. To my thinking, the most charming quality of the blackness is that it reveals the dramatic between representational signs of desolation and lyric statements. Stormy weather can be represented by the motion of the brushes; drama and contrast can be shown by the different tones embedded on Hammerite.
As a trick of metaphor, it is the blackness which evokes the meaning, not the drawings. The Charcoal expression is one signifier replacing another signifier. The landscape is not a representational depiction of a natural subject but to reveal its meaning through its splitting from it’s signified subject. “Black paintings” is not painting mimicking landscapes, but the similarities between this subject.
These images not only give us disordered and impermanent experiences, it also offers different profiles of the image making. These images produced are the metonymy of drama. However, within the sense of the desolation, drama is not an element of what has being produced, but in the process of producing such reality. The existential wonder of the individual’s chance dwells in the uncanny feeling of the infinitude; every element in the painting prefigures finitude and infinitude. It only appears not in a long term contemplation but in a short glance.
My interpretation of stormy weather ideas is all through my recent paintings which have been inspired by artists such as John Virtue, Norman Acroyd, Tacita Dean and John Piper, lyric readings from Charles Pierre Baubelatire and Luis de Camoes. In the making of “Black paintings, one color of hammerite is used on the process to embody the concepts of romance and drama. Black is also a visual representation of the dark, bleak and tragic.
Mario
Sunday, 2 May 2010
"ART IS WHAT MAKES LIFE MORE INTERESTING THAN ART" Robert Filliou
LUIS VAZ DE CAMOES, selected poem.
Let Love search for new arts, a new talent
to kill me, and new indifference;
for it cannot take away my hopes,
for it will have difficulty in taking from me what I do not have.
See with what hopes I maintain myself
See how dangerous my safety is!
For I do not fear contrasts or changes,
sailing on the rough sea, my vessel lost.
But, although there cannot be any grief
where there is no hope, Love hides
from me an evil that kills and cannot be seen.
For there are days that have placed in my soul
an I know not what, that is born I know not where,
appears I know not how and hurts I know not why.
Translated By Google
Saturday, 1 May 2010
ADIEU TO COÏMBRA
by: Luis Vas de Camões (1524-1580)
WEET lucent waters of Mondego's stream,
- Of my Remembrance restful jouissance,
- Where far-fet, lingering, traitorous Esperance,
- Longwhile misled me in a blinding Dream;
- From you I part, yea, still I'll ne'er misdeem
- That long-drawn Memories which your charms enhance
- Forbid me changing and, in every chance,
- E'en as I farther speed I nearer seem.
- Well may my Fortunes hale this instrument
- Of Soul o'er new strange regions wide and side,
- Offered to winds and watery element;
- But hence my Spirit, by you 'companied,
- Borne on the nimble wings that Reverie lent,
- Flies home and bathes her, Waters, in your tide--
- Translated by R.F. Burton
- http://www.poetry-archive.com/c/adieu_to_coimbra.html
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