

literatura y fotografía
If a global catastrophe happened today we could not survive a long period without sunlight, neither a generalized glaciation or unexpected star emissions… The fact that a simple animal species like ours can overcome the adversity that can be exposed by an entire planet or a whole solar system or a whole galaxy would require a precise conjunction of efforts. And humanity, in all its meanings, is unequivocally compartmentalized by useless boundaries erected with a blind utilitarianism. One planet, One State; a heart, millions of simultaneous beats, as told in The black sun, or we will end up becoming more of a cosmic insignificance.
El analogón de juan manuel pérez rayego
The image with its immediacy and its realism allows us to give real meaning to all the “things”. The only pre-existence of the reality gives to the artists the possibility to reproduce it as much as to transform it and, even, deform it. The spectator is placed before that baroque idea about the doubt that man has when it is about to confront with the represented objects, as in Etienne Pascal pointed in his essay pour Les Coniques, where the same reality can generate different perspectives according to the visual system used or, getting a bit further, where the images work, following the ANALOGON of Sartre, over the environment that the image itself discovers and organizes in a sensitive way not being able to tell the difference between the material and the intentions. This argument, understood by Juan Manuel Perez Rayego makes his works to let us getting lost in that labyrithm of the eye-sight to unveil part of the features of a reality. And for that he masterfully modulates the dialectic of the Known and the unrecognizable or of the invisible and what can be seen ( visible). And even connect art and science, technology and humanism to save the barriers that could appear at the time of combining them and give light to the controversy that the contemporary world has created around these concepts.
Javier Cano Ramos, text for the exhibition of Natures in Casa de la Cultura, Don Benito, Badajoz. 2013
Photographs taken on a motorized equatorial mount (speed 1x), this is apt to follow the celestial objects at the same time that the Earth rotates, and on another alzimutal (Ox). Time stands still on his brother’s back, the space
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optical atmospheric effects captured for a month in the city of merida, spain.
10 videos with photographs of un mes de color and music by juan carlos rodríguez, and the eleventh recorded with videos full hd
In Pintan Espadas they play neither the eight nor the nine; they do play the ace, from the two to the seven, the jack, the horse and the king. The Publications Department of the Diputación de Badajoz opens this space for a closed collection of ten numbers, following the suit of the Spanish deck, which includes visual and experimental works by different artists.
Designed by the poet Antonio Gómez, Pintan Espadas is a polysemous collection that jumps into the arena of the unconventional, which suggests the color of the party, the bullfighting sword as art and skill, never the sword of war and generals. The sword of the game, the playful creative, the painting and the line, the chance and the object. The visual, the representative, the word and the image are gathered in this festive series of colored colors where the artist, the sword, paints, writes, creates in the open round of his wit and, looking at the laying, ignites the criticism of the respectable.
Miguel Ángel Lama.
These photographs and some more, all of 2011, are in the Special “Indignados” of the newspaper Público, http://especiales.publico.es/en/indignados/. Here the author did not sign with his full name, he did not consider himself a photographer documenting 15M, but rather one of them who took photos of an overwhelming movement for having been able to congregate people of such different condition and age in squares of Spain and of the whole world.
If I have seen further, it is because I am sitting on the shoulders of giants’ shoulders, wrote Isaac Newton to Robert Hooke. The phrase is not original to Newton, and may in fact be a hidden invective dedicated to his interlocutor. As early as 1159 John of Salisbury wrote in his work Metalogicon: Bernard of Chartres said that we are like dwarfs on the shoulders of giants. We can see more, and farther than they, not because of any physical distinction of ours, but because we are elevated by their great height.
Authors like Poe, Borges, García Márquez, Cortázar or Juan Rulfo are the giants on whose shoulders a walkway has been formed with the twenty-four stories presented here, stories of this and other worlds, those we try to reach since we are human with questions, stories or religions in the perpetual crossing of a border with no way out. This route is the one that pretends to recreate this footbridge to scale, and it is hoped that the readers will enjoy as they cross the vertiginous structure that battalions of laborious and stubborn dwarfs raised leaning on golden beetles, paths that fork, planes of sleeping beauties, upside down nights, Luvinas: -What is it? -he said; “What is what? -He asked him; “That, that noise; “It’s the silence,” the builders were talking among themselves, still arguing and working, hanging over the abyss.
http://editoraregional.gobex.es/
I am here again, in this obscurity with words. Now, without you, I am darkness and I am words. This is way this novel begins, with the letter that Alejo writes to his distant beloved. The moment of writing the letter is the best in the days of the protagonist, occupied nearly completely, in the caring of the so numerous elderly and is also occupied in “rising” the tower in which they live. The Humanity eventually defeated Death, finding out the clue in the final moments of the decrepitude of people, who instead of dying, and after a short and transitory process, they live practically for ever. But some time ago a cosmic cataclysm stopped the earth rotation and its inhabitants have to re-create days and nights with the use of huge machinery that transports whole cities through the border-line between light and darkness to keep the circadian rithms, which their lives have been built with, do not collapse, not to be destroyed.
http://edicionesdelviento.es/libreria/es/viento-abierto/65-vertical.html
Interview in Libros y Literatura
Review by Raquel Arévalo