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last month made a presentation on Centro Cultural Recoleta by an artist named Juan Pablo Inzirillo Mendoza, who was named to the high-sounding title as Susy liquid Trash Combustion composed larger works, nice and pleasant, with batmanes, superheroes and characters more. The show was interesting, but the text accompanying the drop itself was not wasted.
There we read that its editor, this work "must be considered absolutely of his time: his work appears exploding like a bomb that spreads, regardless of where it falls, a personality formed on the basis of living with both total intensity internal reality as outside the individual who is the artist " (!)

later continues his unorthodox description "as being his work is quite contemporary, current, present, (I was clear and I repeat in other words?) why not leave the presented as totally individual and personal " (Thank God for daily bread and for creating wizard synonymous with Word). This magnanimous author
dropped and, in passing, one of the great revelations of the history of art: what is the sign "necessary to recognize where there is art and where not: (chan chan!) feel that We work raises the temperature, that hits us below the waist and then the fire goes to your head and robs us. "
Well, maybe not so unfortunate, visiting Mapplethorpe at Malba, both bun with one tubing may singe you little thoughts.

And after work, it's time to talk about the artist. "speaks a particular language, a language that has built stealing (epa!). him as every artist is a good thief, the permanently stealing the world around them, a vampire that generates new blood from all that comes across. "
So it was just a robbery. Such postmodernist theory quoted talking about the artistic the "honor" of ownership that characterizes modern art, so now I come to find out that they were all euphemisms that masked the issue and that the artists of the late twentieth and early twenty-first are nothing but a gang of thieves , which is a stooge Inzirillo more.
But is not the end all, is the final proverb: "The coup is in the neck (post office? Was not in the belly?) digestion in the mind." Amen. But it is better here. Since no one is free from falling into nonsense like that, I promise that if ever someone to read something like the writer of these lines I will submit for public scorn, asking this man to write a few lines about me.

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The paradoxes and the mantras of Kacero


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of Ruth Benzacar Kacero in itself can be called a multidisciplinary exhibition. We find there a little bit of everything, enough to make us hungry and look forward to coming back for more. In addition to its known
light boxes and small squares with language so characteristic of the artist that fill the walls, probably what most arouses curiosity are the projections on some desktops are distributed around the room, and sharing a procedure very similar to each other.
The protagonists of two of these videos are girls, and seems Kacero face in those two seemingly opposite worlds: the spontaneity and innocence of childhood contrasted with the philosophy of mind twisting, where nothing is left to chance but is the result of multiple round trips on the same subjects.

A little girl picks up the pages of a book usually found in white, and the advantage to draw a day at the beach. Begin to appear in his drawings a fairy, hearts, flowers, little clouds, until the space is so saturated that the horror vacui guiding children's drawings, make it catch the title of the book to cover also: Phenomenology of spirit of Hegel.
In the other a girl read aloud. With a newly built learning, the pace is monotone, without emotion, without appropriate breaks. Make it difficult words falter, he is wrong, hesitates, begins again. Most likely he misses the sense of that which attempts to interpret, as if reading in Russian, or face a medical prescriptions. And at what laborious reading, also to us as we are receiving the message becomes confused and difficult to follow. A nomenclature alongside the hard transcribed text read in the video and reveals the mystery: it's a piece of Critique of Judgement Immanuel Kant, one of the most complicated books ever written.

in this field seems to resonate with the more complex text, speaks of the best qualities of the philosopher in question, the more ornate than those words, the denser the wisdom that we try to convey.
The complexity that gives authority to the books of philosophy and aesthetics, is dismantled in front of the simplicity and naturalness with which children approach things in an unbiased and bluntly stage to express what the restless.

The kids not only see things in a much more easily than adults, without giving much back on topic, but adults also are forced to simplify everything so that children can understand the world around them. Reverse mechanism of philosophy, where it is assumed that a greater understanding of the universe, everything must be more complex in the extreme.

creative Another instance is also apparent in this exhibition, and is the literary side of Fabio Kacero. In addition to a series of illustrations made for the covers of various books, are interspersed in showcases a series of short stories, untitled and occupying other giant books whose pages seem to be blank except for one in which it is open. Trying to fit a chart which he predicted would be a writer, his short stories are just catching and fantastic character. After reading a couple, it is understandable that they are under glass because the temptation to take home to enjoy quiet is great, as are a few to read them all standing in the middle of the gallery.

Sarcasm and humor about himself is also present in another sample video, which was filmed putting Fabio listening to the opinion of a fierce critic of the New York Times endorsed on a performance, turning it into a song so that it becomes repetitive mantra and after hearing it for a while, it becomes impossible to dislodge from the cerebral cortex. Rattling will continue there for hours, like the magical vocabulary of images. Ruth

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