“Let what is hidden be made manifest… and vice versa.”
Accident, chance, transmutation. Sunlight, moonlight, artificial light. Minerals, salts, coal, photographic chemicals… This is the path followed by Jorge Ortiz, Natalia Giraldo, and Carlos Carmona in workshops where medieval and irreverent airs blow. There, they challenge matter, and it responds, because they know how to speak to it.
Then the images are activated, rebellious and unclassifiable. Faced with the disturbance produced by these works that are neither paintings nor pictures nor representations, and which explode with unknown internal forces, we give them old names: mountains, seas, clouds, salt forests, fragmented landscapes. However, perhaps it would be more accurate to speak of cries, sweat, boiling over, breaths, epiphanies, traces of time. Obstinate alchemists seek in nature, more than a treasure, the golden glimmers of the spirit. They want to open doors.
“Let what is hidden become manifest… and vice versa.”
Accident, chance, transmutation. Solar, lunar, artificial light. Minerals, salts, charcoal, photographic chemicals… This is the path followed by Jorge Ortiz, Natalia Giraldo and Carlos Carmona in studios imbued with a medieval yet irreverent spirit. There, they challenge matter and matter responds, because they know how to speak their language.
Images then become activated: rebellious, unclassifiable. Faced with the disturbance produced by these works which are neither paintings nor photographs nor representations and which erupt with unknown inner forces, we assign them old names: mountains, seas, clouds, salted forests, landscapes in fragments. And yet, it might be more precise to speak of tears, sweats, ebullitions, breaths, epiphanies, traces of time.
Stubborn alchemists, they search in nature not for treasure, but for the golden glimmers of the spirit. They seek to open doors.
Curator: Sol Astrid Giraldo E.
“Let what is hidden be made manifest… and vice versa.”
Accident, chance, transmutation. Sunlight, moonlight, artificial light. Minerals, salts, coal, photographic chemicals… This is the path followed by Jorge Ortiz, Natalia Giraldo, and Carlos Carmona in workshops where medieval and irreverent airs blow. There, they challenge matter, and it responds, because they know how to speak to it.
Then the images are activated, rebellious and unclassifiable. Faced with the disturbance produced by these works that are neither paintings nor pictures nor representations, and which explode with unknown internal forces, we give them old names: mountains, seas, clouds, salt forests, fragmented landscapes. However, perhaps it would be more accurate to speak of cries, sweat, boiling over, breaths, epiphanies, traces of time. Obstinate alchemists seek in nature, more than a treasure, the golden glimmers of the spirit. They want to open doors.
“Let what is hidden become manifest… and vice versa.”
Accident, chance, transmutation. Solar, lunar, artificial light. Minerals, salts, charcoal, photographic chemicals… This is the path followed by Jorge Ortiz, Natalia Giraldo and Carlos Carmona in studios imbued with a medieval yet irreverent spirit. There, they challenge matter and matter responds, because they know how to speak their language.
Images then become activated: rebellious, unclassifiable. Faced with the disturbance produced by these works which are neither paintings nor photographs nor representations and which erupt with unknown inner forces, we assign them old names: mountains, seas, clouds, salted forests, landscapes in fragments. And yet, it might be more precise to speak of tears, sweats, ebullitions, breaths, epiphanies, traces of time.
Stubborn alchemists, they search in nature not for treasure, but for the golden glimmers of the spirit. They seek to open doors.
Curator: Sol Astrid Giraldo E.
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