The 2024 edition of Art Basel in Basel will feature 286 of the world’s leading galleries, showcasing the highest quality of works across all media, including painting, sculpture, photography, and digital artworks. 22 first-time participants will join a robust lineup of European exhibitors and returning galleries from around the globe.
I ignore whether curating a book –organize it, be responsible for all its images and vignettes, for all texts both critical and informative– may hamper someone from writing a review about it.
El Observatorio de Línea (Ediciones Union, 2008) is an anti-academic book. I guess it’s the most bohemian book I’ve ever read and that enthralls me. I can’t help it. Elvia Rosa Castro gives herself all
A city vision, in which the light draws the full scope of the night, is the image that serves as backdrop for this book entitled “Luis Enrique Camejo Vento.”
Let’s begin with a common, equally necessary place to lodge ourselves in the point we want to get to.
We’re living in very com plex times wi thin the universe of contemporary art, according to the signals coming from everywhere under the sun, either inside the country or outside. Never before there’s b
If archives were not to be delved into and were scorned as simply useless and lugubrious places, we’ll be taking the risk of letting boldface names like Max Jimenez Huete (1900-1947) fall into oblivion
When the past century came to a close , the Caribbean art was basking in the international limelight. The 1990s were fertile in the opening of regional exchanges and in terms of major world-class exhib
I remember that a few years ago information on Central America’s artistic scene was scarce and misleading. On nations like Nicaragua, it used to be far more disappointing. No wonder one of the exhibits
The fact that America is a young people is borne out, first of all, by the very history of the United States. The arch of sense that would fundamentally span from the 2000 to the 2008 presidential elec
The invisibility of Paraguay’s arts in the world scene is not under discussion; it’s a fact. A shroud of silence wraps the country’s cultural creation. Even in the South Cone, Paraguay is still draped
Jose Bedia has never bee n properly an artis t. He ’s never wanted to be. Either way, he’s always been trying to avoid it, to escape from art just like any hounded animal in peril would do. Just as muc
Thinking feels a kind of fruition very similar to that of loving when it touches the naked body of an idea. Ortega y Gasset
