Every human been is able to express himself
thousands of different ways, but it’s that human creation produced
through a speech where I base my aesthetic conception.To which pass for a whole mental
and intellectual process, and prints in a rational way, conscience,
willed and directional that speech into the object (immaterial part
because it needs of it). That speech is before everything a
complete package of material and immaterial parts, directed to other
human been contemplation, the point is to replace the unpiercing
soul parts for an equivalent quantity of immaterial parts assimilate
to our spirit.
From this moment speech acts and emotions have become ours.
Maybe it could be weird to find a bike Wheel, a stuffed
cow head, a semaphore, boots or a golf ball in a museum or art
gallery exhibitions room, but this has been every time more
familiar, and it’s quiet possible that we finish our visit to this
spaces with a big question about if what we saw was real or product
of our imagination.
Walking through exhibitions actually you can find even the most
bizarre, crazy and absurd, like if it were the coolest in this art
world. □
And it is not just
a historical recycling, copy of other times or our disappointment of
things, or even artworks trying to get inexistent buyers, but
lawsuits searchers pieces or just absents, bored with themselves,
like if we try to say that contemporary is a mess that nobody
understand having as the only attitude the enjoyment that let you
see the horrific banality of the world created by modern
communications, informative media which feed with this chaos leaving
critics totally excluded from the dinner.
□
And it is that this new and actual contemporary art world even
pretends to avoid public, it hides desperate of “conservative”
likes, not taking neither quality nor professionalism as topic,
while outside the big museums what you find are empty art galleries,
cultural houses or lonely art centres, without public, without
buyers or curious people, with limited schedules and sad art works,
when all this stuff tells to me that as modern societies we have now
a little bit to offer and a lot to question to ourselves. □
Gray suits, broken hearts,
ourselves reflections.
Walking around one of the little streets in Malaga, the origin land
of the well known
Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de los
Remedios Crispín Crispiniano Santísima Trinidad Ruiz Picasso, in a
scruffy zone with a smell pinch to the torrential waters running
under the cities floor, we had the surprise to find, nothing else
that a drawing and painting classes studio in a building, one of
those eaten by time and neglect where you could almost find ghosts.
The painting and drawing classes (avoiding to mention aesthetics)
are given just around the corner of the Santiago church, where
Picasso was baptized, so I deduce that the studio’s name has more
relation with this event that with the artist himself.
Between this little streets invaded with all colors people you find
too, in the back of the buildings beautifully built in other times
in the rich history of this town, lots of exploded apartments not
only because of time and humidity but it seems by neglect,
short-sightedness, and absence of careful to procure what in the
other side we sustain as our past values, which uncontrolled verbal
diarrhea full with hollow words, irritate, and take time without
saying nothing.
In the first or last quarter they say in green land he’ll be born,
as the plants, cats, hens, fish and birds, we initiate again and
again this eternal life and death circle in natural process.
And although not very often has appeared pregnancy and fertility
as pictorial topic in art history, with time has been become an
attractive reason.
In 1903 Gustave Klimt paint " Hope", that shows
a naked pregnant woman. Is a painting that apart it occupies an
outstanding position in the artist’s life wasn’t presented to the
public once finished, apparently the own education minister
convinced him personally of not exposing it to stop feeding the
discussion around his pictures.
According to explanations of some critics and analysts of his
work, the painter wanted to represent pregnancy like a return to
prenatal harmony, and simultaneously, the threats of life in
gestation, diseases, sins, death and misery. Klimt retake the
subject in "Hope II”; transforming considerably symbols and
elements. The allegory is this time a more naturalist tone.
In 1963 Pedro Coronel painted "The magical intern" a charming
painting in alive red harmonies like blood to blue, where the baby
is still in his mother’s belly emphasized thanks to an intense
and clear illumination. □ Is a delicate, charming painting whose
splendid beauty does not look for any but its own expression.
□
Egon Shiele also takes these allegories in several occasions. In
1911 realized " The pregnant woman and death" where he wields the
drama of happening and pass of birth and death. This contrast of
maternity and death finds a new tenor in “dead Mother I” and “blind
Mother”, these gloomy paintings are illuminated only for a light
that indeed emphasizes the resistance between life and death. In
addition he painted numerous works around maternity and family.
Between 1660 and 1665 Johannes Vermeer produces " Woman in Blue" and
" The pearls weigher". In its paintings Vermeer portrays his
fidelity to natural, he reflects the people aspects and places that
are demonstrated in his daily life. Light penetrates normally by a
window that radiates its rays everywhere. Probably is in both
paintings his wife Catharina Bolenes in some of her eleven
pregnancies.
Piero della Francesca (1420 - 1492) realizes " The birth Virgin".
□ This protector of woman in labour was painted for the native town
of his mother. □ Originally the feet of figures were at the
feet of the altar. □ The horizon line is just in front the virgin’s
belly through the symbolism of the image.
Were many artists in different times who took, in some pieces, as
the central pictorial subject the maternity like Charles Maurin in
1893, for example. □ Without doubt woman has become an important
carrier of the artistic message. □ She takes the center of t
allegories, dominates the pictures and reigns in drawings,
considered by many artists as the most important element of their
work, in their two preferred types of woman, the mother image and
the seductive woman. □ These metamorphosis of feminine, seemingly
opposed, could be the result of a man projection on the feminine
being. □ Nevertheless, does not fit doubt that the aesthetic wealth
that it owns the figure of the pregnant woman, the mother, is and
will be always charming by itself.
MEXICAN CONQUEST AND RE COQUENST.
I had always a conception about the
Conquest of Mexico very in the Mexican style, long-sufferings,
invaded, undressed and abused by Spanish, until I traveled for the
first time to Spain and not only I understood history, but I
understood myself as Mexican. Later between the Bernal Diaz del
Castillo’s narration and my relationship and routine character with
this Spanish world, I see with clarity what affects and motivates
us, which moors our identity like actual Mexicans, and it’s very
interesting for me to see the transformation of Mexicans when
traveling to this European world and their return. What I always
wanted to see was the other part, the one that discovered Hernando
Cortes and Bernal when arriving and being knowing the new land, but
with the contemporary European vision. And with time, I discover
that it has not changed. Has changed our clothing, the new
communication ways, the practicity of our
lifestyle, the hairdos and gastronomical tastes, entertainment and
fun, our names, but in this globalised modern world we have not left
our blood marked by history, of conquered and conquering, victims
and executioner, not seeing beyond walls, americans and european,
spanish and indigenous, black and white.
Today I see very different reality, I understand us and them more
and more, in our shy attitudes, chaste, classes, that we want to be
what we are not, to shame us about what feeds us, and in little that
we have left to look for an identity that we do not understand. I
understand them in their glances to want to adapt the rest of the
world to their forms and customs, the rejection to the in other
times undressed towns now in their lands, and in their displeasure
to the dark skin, the almond shaped eyes, the flattened noses.
And I admire to those people who transfer those borders of
ideologies, customs, histories and races, and that see beyond even
the horizon, who decide to grow up and to grant life instead to rob
it, who voluntary acts for a better world, for a dream which they
believe in even knowing the cost that implies, who decide to leave a
legacy in full knowledge that very few people in their minds will
understand.
The Lencero
By the
entrance of the Lencero paved with stones,
framed by trees and plants, to the right a small chapel,
thousand of images and sensations appear and cross by my
head. The only thing that I knew about the Lencero was that
it had been of Santa Ana. I had read some happened scenes
there, so I died to know it. It is for almost five
centuries, first belonged to one of the soldiers of
Hernán Cortés, called indeed Juan Lencero. Later it was one
of the ten inns for rest of the travellers in the way from
Veracruz, in century XVII, Jerónimo Perez de Salazar, his
owner, was dedicated to the young of cattle, the culture and
processing of the sugar cane. In 1842, general Antonio Lopez
of Santa Ana buy it when he was 34 years old and two years
later contracts marriage in the chapel with Dª. Dolores
Tosta. The Lencero was his property during 14 years until in
1856, when Comonfort decrees the embargo of all the goods
reason so it goes to the hands of the Supreme Court of Law.
The property is sold in 1870, undergoes sackings and
destructions from Independence. In 1935 D. Rafael Murillo
buys a part and recovers what formerly it was, for 1981 is
acquired by the government of the State of Veracruz that
recovers the gardens and the house of the nuns. The ex-
property of the 11 times president, nowadays even standing
up, is an alive space in which proudly it allows you to walk
by its gardens of the hand of the dream of a part of our
Mexican history and their delicious scent to coffee.
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