paloma navares - iluminaciones - le bastart

Paloma Navares, night vision

Continents too narrow for their content: bodies trapped in glass boxes, feline fierceness fading in black cages … The bars jail, like the panthers, were no more than shadows of a deep dream of Paloma Navares, shadows that throughout her life has been veiling appearances, so she has been forced to grope what is not apparent. The idea of confinement that upholds her artistic work is probably a reflection of the fear of being trapped […]

tracey moffatt - other - le bastart

Tracey Moffatt, interracial desire, a matter of ghosts

Je pense que le couple nègre/blanche est pire qu’une bombe, writes Dany Laferrière (Comment faire l’amour avec un nègre sans se fatiguer, 1985). Sexuality is, more than anything, a matter of ghosts, and the ghost that join a black man and a white woman is one of the most explosive that there is. Sexual imaginaries in relation to ethnic otherness continue to bear the burden of colonial legacy. The topics are renewed, adapting to the changing demands […]

gema ruperez - be a heroe - le bastart

Gema Rupérez, longing for survival

In a state of nature, man is a wolf to man according to Hobbes, so it was necessary a behavior agreement. The social contract was born of the fear that we inspired each other. But living in society, the survival instinct is added to competitive anxieties and an aggressiveness inoculated by the system that makes the man a wolf with a tie, to men and to women. So, where are we going?, Gema Rupérez asks us in […]

alejandro bombin - soltero - le bastart

Alejandro Bombín, high frequency disturbances

Andy Warhol wanted to be a machine, decoupling the artistic work from the human pulse, to eliminate the brushstroke. Alejandro Bombín wants to humanize the machine, recover the gesture, a margin for error. Between one and the other the digital revolution took place, making all of us massive producers of images, fulfilling the dream of the pop art master. We live in a democratizing media utopia (or dystopia, depending on the point of view), in […]

anumusma - pantys religiosa - le bastart

Anamusma, I start from my own to step outside myself

Poor is the prince who tries to take one of the shoes that Anamusma distributes through her revisited tales, because he runs the risk of being attacked by a vagina-dentata or of the clog rotting like beef in his hands. The shoe is one of the fetishes that Ana Vázquez (Anamusma) has managed to transgress the submission of women to aesthetic conventions, establishing linguistic and conceptual parallelisms between the stiletto heel and the surgical punch or the butcher knife […]

tania candiani - organ - le bastart

Tania Candiani, everything sounds

Between what resists to disappear and the premonitory dream of a future that has already been, Tania Candiani explores the revolutionary poetics of the anachronism and the universal curiosity that moves the world. She herself embodies that interdisciplinary curiosity that today seems relegated to art, given the drastic separation between fields of knowledge that once went hand in hand. We sense the same sensitivity and poetic emphasis in the way Tania gives new life and […]

raeda saadeh - vacuum - le bastart

Arab women artists: body, home, territory

The Book of Genesis talks about a man and a woman made together in the image of God. We are not talking about Eva, Adam’s subaltern product, born from his rib as if she were a cyst. We are talking about Lilith, born of dust with Adam on the sixth day. But she soon disappeared from the manichaean script of good and evil. She left Paradise and went into the desert, taking refuge on the […]

mapplethorpe - orchid - le bastart

Symbols of convulsive beauty

Man has always seen in other kingdoms, animal and plant ones, ideal that in his own are difficult to find in its pure state: the nobility of the dog, the beauty and freshness of the flower as love symbol… But if we pause at the latter and defoliat it without compassion, soon is revealed the illusion of these utopian images. Unlike the leaves, that age with dignity, according to Georges Bataille, flowers wither like old and snobbish overly made-up widows, […]