Tag: Symbols

It is not a Rivera but a Lucin; I have been developing this subject for years. This artwork delves into the universal theme of life’s fragility and the dangers we all face. It is a reflection on the human condition, reminding us of our shared vulnerability. The symbols and anecdotes that inspired this theme are rich and diverse, adding layers of meaning to the piece. The model kneels in a fetal position, portending its next step to free its soul.

A spontaneous subject goes through many ideas to become their own. Back to the concept, the bull, in exhaustion, rests its head down, waiting to stave off Chaco. At that point, the portrayed man without shoes is ready to enter heaven, a traditional symbol of purity. However, despite this, his entity is at risk. The whole scene symbolizes both the fear of the dead and the eagerness of humankind to risk survival. We are very connected to how sensitive and fragile our lives are. The excitement of feeling dead knocking behind our backs makes us feel alive, at least for a second. Hence, respect exists on the other side of us; we are ready to accept our presence. By removing our shoes, we are revering our pureness to enter the holy ground.

Considering feedback from people, some have seen the bull horns as a halo. Finally, others comment that it is evil and accept it as a part of Life.

In conclusion, Chaco encapsulates the quality of vibrant and alive. In this context, leaving behind the mortal realm.  Problems and worries of nature fade into insignificance, a reminder of the transient nature of our existence.

“Chaco” Size 24″ x 16″ Oil on Canvas 2002

CHACO

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Window shopping raises questions about conventionalism. From the male perspective, on the other hand, the female fits the stereotype of being available.
Moreover, the idea is that behavioral and psychological differences between the sexes have biological causes that have remained for a lifetime, and there is no winning or losing in every way.

The glass window projects one’s soul. The other images, such as the signs, are us; the words are our universe. We mirror her actions, fulfilling what we may wish to feel, think, or be adverse to for her when, in reality, it is only an assumption.

Also, window shopping explores the stereotypes from the male and female perspectives—their perspective regarding their assumptions about appearance.

The advertisement is number one on this list. From fashion magazines to home décor magazines, the woman is presented as slim and perfect.

Hence, a man must look sharp and intelligent under any circumstances. But, unfortunately, we live in a society where appearance is too much to put up. There is no right or wrong for not looking suitable to other expectations.

From a technical aspect, layers and tones recreate transparency to create a collage look. The glazing reflects backward letters on most of the model body. Notice once more that she is almost hiding behind these elements. The focal point is on her face, pointing at the sign recalling to open.

Her beauty, in contrast, is intoxicating, and we can not escape it. She is not for sale; she is just attending the store. However, boutiques in Manhattan are energetic and appealing. In the end, they induce you to buy.

In conclusion, assuming ideas creates false findings and can get us in deep trouble. It is better to let the path run its course by observing and being discreet.

“Window Shopping” Size 34″ x 34″ Oil on Canvas 2018

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WINDOW SHOPPING

Time in a Scale relates to a good friend and our good time together. We had just graduated from the School of Visual Arts and dreamed of having an exhibit in Soho, the mecca for us. Well, it was not because I never had a series of paintings that could represent me.

I met Carolina at the School of Visual Arts after graduation. She posed for me in a couple of paintings. She sits in the back on this theme, posing in despair; Latin countries were going through a dry time regarding drug lords. And the USA declared them as the first drug smugglers. I recalled her feeling shame from being of Colombian heritage, and I used to tell her not to, but it was in vain.

I meant to pose her as being in a reflective mood. But then, as I added objects around her, the painting came out sad. Moreover, the brown ground feels hostile, and nature reflects the state of danger we treat it. This is a non-living place to be. So then, she added a melancholy state of mind that bounces back and forth with the scale.

I brought her to help me at a gallery in Manhattan, where we were making copies for an Asian artist whose work was sent to the Taipei Museum in Taiwan,

However, she did not like New York’s cold weather and returned to her beloved Florida. Their parents disagreed with me living with her. So, I was the bridge for her to break their rules. In the end, we had a great time. But, then and now, it did change for good. Then, in time, we grow more vital to remember and celebrate it.

The Scale, 24″ X 18″ oil on canvas 2017

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The Scale