SHIT TALKING

SHIT TALKING

BIKINI WAX

MEXICO CITY

APRIL 2013

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ON ICE

ON ICE

LA MERCED

MEXICO CITY

MARCH 2013

AM I ALLOWED TO BE HERE?
Voice, 2013.
Andrew Birk

Gabriel Rosas Aleman

Christian Camacho

Tamara Ibarra

Leonel Selguero

Debora Delmar Corporation

IDEAS

IDEAS, 2013.

IDEAS WITHOUT THE BAGGAGE OF MATERIALITY AKA 

IDEAS WITHOUT THE BAGGAGE OF MARKET LIQUIDITY 

THE SOUND OF A PAINTING

http://thesoundofapainting.blogspot.mx/

IN OBSERVANCE OF HUMANITY TRANSCENDING HUMANITY IN OBSERVANCE OF HUMANITY

IN OBSERVANCE OF HUMANITY

TRANSCENDING HUMANITY

IN OBSERVANCE OF HUMANITY

BLACK AND YELLOW GALLERY

VANCOUVER, B.C.

SEPTEMBER 2012

 

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IN OBSERVANCE OF HUMANITY TRANSCENDING HUMANITY IN OBSERVANCE OF HUMANITY.
Installation, 2012.

It was not a show at all, it was not a finished Object or Idea. 
It was a pre-show, a pre-object, or a pre-idea: A space to prepare the mind for transgressive ideas. What kind of depth and space of thought could you reach? What kind ideas could you pull out of the void? Art or otherwise. 

Approaching Black and Yellow Gallery from the entrance of the Waldorf Hotel on sparse Culver City L.A vibes East Hastings street, the din of electronic treble and bass rises from a whisper to a growl to a full onslaught. Entering the sopping dark space, smells of wet dirt and industrial plastic fill the room, cramped and full of sound equipment. Straight ahead a wall-sized video glows blue on endless loop comprised of a grid of sixteen youtube videos. The compendium of all sound from all videos is blaring out of clubspeakers on each side adjacent to the video piece and the viewer is lost in the middle of an overpowering undulation of sound and image that repeats over and over until it folds back into ambiance. Sitting in a hardwood church pew gaze lost between a decorative rose bush growing asymmetrically out of a huge mound of wet soil and a video and adjoining haze of electronica. The Old Man and the Sea was a singular gesture of perfection. Can you think of anything more succinct? I thought of this:

A STEP TOWARD PURITY,

USING THE SENSES, EXPERIENTIAL ALIGNMENT OF OUR PERCEPTIVE SENSES, CREATING AN EXPERIENTIAL SINGULARITY BETWEEN ONES SELF AND ONES CONTEXT,

TRAINING, CARRYING OUT AN EXTREME REPETITION OF A BANAL ACT, REMOVING THE MIND FROM THE EQUATION OF ONES CORPOREAL EXPERIENCE,

SEEKING TO UNDERSTAND BEAUTY AND ALL THINGS AT THE LEVEL OF MASTERY THAT NATURE PROVIDES AND ALLOWS FOR,

PURGING MUNDANE DISTRACTION, SUBJECTING ONES SELF TO A STATE OF CHAOTIC EXTERNAL DURESS, FORCING EITHER INTERNAL STATE OF TRANQUILITY, CLARITY, OR INTELLECTUAL REJECTION OF THE EXERCISE,

CASTING OUT IMPURITY, SYSTEMATICALLY REMOVING ALL THAT IS IMPURE, IMPERFECT,

MEDITATING ON THE THEORETICAL POSSIBILITY OF PERFECTION, MEDITATING ON HOW ONE WOULD EXPERIENCE THE PHYSICAL MANIFESTATION OF PERFECTION, ATTEMPTING TO PHYSICALLY MANIFEST ONES THEORETICAL EXPERIENCE OF PERFECTION, ATTEMPTING TO EXPERIENCE PERFECTION,

A REMINDER OF THE TRANSCENDENTAL POTENTIAL OF HUMANITY, AS EXEMPLIFIED BY EXEMPLARY HUMANS WHO SOUGHT A PURER UNDERSTANDING OF LIFE, AND WHO SOUGHT TO EXPRESS THEIR EXPERIENCE, MANIFESTED INTO PHYSICALITY, AS EVIDENCED THROUGH THEIR ACTIONS,

IS NOT ALL OF THE HUMAN EXPERIENCE INTERTWINED WITH THE SEARCH TO UNDERSTANDING ITS SELF,

ARE NOT ALL ACTS OF CONSCIOUSNESS AN ATTEMPT TO PURGE ONES SELF OF THE SELF, AS TO ACHIEVE A CLEAR, UNIMPEDED STATE OF CONSCIOUSNESS,

IS NOT THE SELF CONTINUALLY TRYING TO SHED THE SELF SO AS TO REDEFINE THE SELF, AS TO UNDERSTAND THE SELF, AS TO UNDERSTAND THE PURPOSE OF THE SELF

ANDREW BIRK

VANCOUVER IS AWESOME INTERVIEW

MAUSOLEUM

MAUSOLEUM

FIFI PROJECTS

MEXICO CITY

SEPTEMBER 2012

 

MAUSOLEUM

The severe treatments involved in their making permeate every inch of the paintings, the physical and violent acts are delimited in service of the only ways of purification: processes of flames, scratches, dust, and ashes, with an unclouded ending. Elemental matter tamed, transformed, and unleashed to a final reality.

All of the creation, destruction, and purification of the work remain seen, nothing is hidden, all the decisions are registered in a faithful way, inevitably constructing in each painting a complete and concrete idea. Absolute and uneasy. Heavy. Painting as a march of epitaphs, paintings preserved at the edge of decay, in lengthy time, dead, at the edge of resurrection. 

Despite the structure being exposed there is no trail of fragility. Despite the calculated and controlled fractural revealings, these tombs stand still. Their condition of disrepair is the only thing they celebrate; a special kind of dark beauty, embracing and proclaiming the idea of their own destruction, and yet, achieving the promise of their own renaissance. 

-Luis Nava

FOR PRESS OR PURCHASING INFO PLEASE CONTACT gallery@fifiprojects.net 

OBRA PERDIDA

OBRA PERDIDA

GALERÍA ITINERANTE

MEXICO CITY

JULY 2012

OBRA PERDIDA

A SHOW THAT LITERALLY TRANSLATES TO LOST WORK. ROAMING THROUGH THE STREETS OF DOWNTOWN MEXICO CITY, TRYING TO PUSH ART ON PEOPLE. EVENTUALLY A MEMBER OF OUR CREW WAS ARRESTED. WHEN IN ROME.

HOLY

A 10 - MOVEMENT SOUND MONUMENT, 

COMPOSED SPECIFICALLY FOR THE ZOCALO, MEXICO CITY, 

COMMANDEERING TRAITS OF PIRACY CULTURE SPECIFIC TO MEXICO CITY, 

WHERE VENDORS WITH SPEAKER BACKPACKS BOMBARD SUBWAYS

ALL HOURS ALL DAYS.

THE FIRST NINE TRACKS OF THE PIECE ARE REPRESENTATIVE OF THE NINE TIMES TUPAC WAS SHOT. STARTING WITH TUPAC´S FIRST STUDIO ALBUM, 2pacalypse Now, IN 1991, EACH TRACK OF THE SOUND PIECE CONSISTS OF AN ENTIRE STUDIO ALBUM COMPRESSED INTO A ONE-SONG SPAN. 

THE FINAL TRACK, HOLY (∞), IS COMPRISED OF A COMBINATION OF THE FIRST NINE TRACKS (EACH REPRESENTING THEIR RESPECTIVE ALBUM), 

CULMINATING IN A VORACIOUS UNDULATING SOUND THAT SPANS JUST OVER SIX MINUTES BEFORE GRINDING TO A HALT, BEAUTIFUL AND JARRING LIKE TUPAC´S VISION. 

A DEVOUT CATHOLIC WOMAN TOOK EXTREME OFFENSE TO MY USE OF THE WORD HOLY. DISTRAUGHT ALONGSIDE HER HUSBAND AND DAUGHTER, SHE ASKED, "HOW CAN THAT BE HOLY? ONLY GOD IS HOLY!" 

I REPLIED, "IS NOT THE SUN AND THE SKY OF GOD, AND THUS HOLY? AND IF SO, IS NOT TUPAC AND NOISE ALSO HOLY?