Thinking feels a kind of fruition very similar to that of loving when it touches the naked body of an idea. Ortega y Gasset
Our publishing group is giving its readers Art by Excelencias, a magazine envisaged to bear testimony to the creative processes within the framework of the fine arts and their main figures in the Americas and the Caribbean.
From the standpoint of…
Cristobal Reinoso was born in 1946 in Santa Fe, Argentina. He started making cartoons for TV shows, but he soon went head-on into graphic humor. Since 1973, he publishes daily in Buenos Aires’s Clarin newspaper.
As I read on Visible and Invisible, I imagine the exceptional hand of Pedro de Oraa –the hand of a painter and author, making sure this appraisal doesn’t lean solely to one side– assisted by profound thinking and abundant reflexive power.
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 the green lights in the world: plenty of…
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.
The Excelencias Gallery, a space devoted to the promotion, exhibition and sale of contemporary art, will swing its gates wide open to showcase the most representative artworks within the main fine arts trends from the Americas and the Caribbean.
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 been such an amount of creators and expressions…
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 in their own country –despite his being one of…