ARTMIRRORSLIFE
1. Nan Goldin, Rise
and Monty Kissing (1988), New York City & Louise Bourgeois, Couple, 2001
and Monty Kissing (1988), New York City & Louise Bourgeois, Couple, 2001
2. Louise
Bourgeois, The Good Mother, 2006 & Hannah Putz, Untitled 2011-2013
Bourgeois, The Good Mother, 2006 & Hannah Putz, Untitled 2011-2013
3. Louise Bourgeois,
The Inward Vision, 2008 & Nan Goldin, Rebecca on the bed, Hydra, Greece,
1994
The Inward Vision, 2008 & Nan Goldin, Rebecca on the bed, Hydra, Greece,
1994
4. Louise Bourgeois, Eugénie Grandet,
2009 & Jackie Onassis at an ‘April in Paris’ ball, Slim Aarons, 1959
2009 & Jackie Onassis at an ‘April in Paris’ ball, Slim Aarons, 1959
”Life imitates Art far more than Art imitates Life”,
Oscar Wilde, A collection of essays titled Intentions, 1891
Oscar Wilde, A collection of essays titled Intentions, 1891
And what of the art that we never made and the life
which has vanished?
which has vanished?
When humanity began to discern one of its greatest
expressions, art had surely already wielded its charms and unexpected
manifestations in the past throughout history. And if we still enjoy
recognizing art, where humanity has passed but it is still historically
present, it is because it gives me the pleasure of a perception that has
already been lived. Art stands over its own form, and is a confirmation
that life is manifested, almost betraying its very essence to defend the fact
that itself condemns us. Through art we come to reconcile with life
and its most seductive promises: seduction, love, fidelity, history. Every
defeat is resurrected by art. The resurrected work of art is as identical to
the original as possible, with one exception. However, there is always an added
element, a sign standing by its side.
expressions, art had surely already wielded its charms and unexpected
manifestations in the past throughout history. And if we still enjoy
recognizing art, where humanity has passed but it is still historically
present, it is because it gives me the pleasure of a perception that has
already been lived. Art stands over its own form, and is a confirmation
that life is manifested, almost betraying its very essence to defend the fact
that itself condemns us. Through art we come to reconcile with life
and its most seductive promises: seduction, love, fidelity, history. Every
defeat is resurrected by art. The resurrected work of art is as identical to
the original as possible, with one exception. However, there is always an added
element, a sign standing by its side.
Art is a stolen moment or encounter – often expressed.
It can open new roads, it can irritate when unfamiliar. What is true about Art
is true about Life, nevertheless.
It can open new roads, it can irritate when unfamiliar. What is true about Art
is true about Life, nevertheless.
Some may find my thematic choice presumptuous, but it
is not so. Rather it is a set of margins within which I can share what art
means to me. I love the works above because their elements possess an innocence
to the power of art, something that is undeniable and ever-present today.
Within them are people, artworks, moments and rare points of view that mirror
what life is for everyone – hidden, unconscious and magnetic.
is not so. Rather it is a set of margins within which I can share what art
means to me. I love the works above because their elements possess an innocence
to the power of art, something that is undeniable and ever-present today.
Within them are people, artworks, moments and rare points of view that mirror
what life is for everyone – hidden, unconscious and magnetic.
I close these lines by asking the same one to you….
