For Art’s Sake (And Not Pete’s)

Yesterday, Adela, her brother Alberto, and I went back to the Andalusian Center for Contemporary Art (Centro Andaluz de Arte Contemporaneo). There were several new collections on exhibit that I really enjoyed. Others… well, I’ll just say that not all art suits all tastes (or understandings). I decided to share here some of what I was able to appreciate and to forego sharing what I did not.

“DESPRENDIMIENTO” (“DETACHMENT”), 1995, BY NACHO CRIADO.
A MAGICAL ASSEMBLAGE OF GLASS, MIRRORS, CERAMICS, AND METAL.
HIS VARIED WORKS WERE ALL OVER THE GROUNDS AND GALLERIES.

The first special exhibit we saw included some fascinating drawings and some terra cotta sculptures that complemented them. They were intriguing, even more so when I learned the works were created by identical twin brothers.

LA INTIMIDAD” (“INTIMACY”), 2002, BY BROTHERS MIGUEL PABLO AND MANUEL PEDRO ROSADO.
I SUPPOSE THIS IS A “SELVES” PORTRAIT.
A MID-CENTURY ORIGINAL, BY THE DOWAGER DUCHESS OF BROOKLYN (AND THE ROYAL CONSORT).
WHERE DO THE LITTLE ARCHWAY AND LITTLE STAIRS LEAD? WHO’S LOCKED IN?

I’m drawn to video and kinetic art, especially art that the viewer can become part of. I found the below creation mesmerizing.

ADELA AND ALBERTO ENTERING THE EXHIBIT.

“ONDAS” (“WAVES”), 2006–2007, DANIEL PALACIOS.
ADELA BECOMES ONE WITH THE ART.

ADELA. CLICK THE IMAGE TO ENLARGE.

BROTHER AND SISTER. CLICK TO ENLARGE.

It wasn’t easy to leave, but after two hours, we were all hungry. So we headed back across the bridge on a rare, cloudy and foggy afternoon.

THE WALK HOME IN THE FOG.
BELIEVE IT OR NOT, THERE ARE THREE HUGE CONSTRUCTION CRANES ATOP THAT TOWER.

After all that high-brow stimulation, I passed a shop window and saw a piece of art that I might not be able to live without. Several of these brilliant “works” might even be required. Whether or not it’s art, it did make me smile. Although it’s no Michelangelo. (I don’t really intend to buy one.)
IMAGINE WHAT HAPPENS TO THE SWITCH WHEN YOU TURN THE LITTLE GUY ON.

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

20 thoughts on “For Art’s Sake (And Not Pete’s)”

    1. Ms. Sparrow:
      Too bad I don't do the art justice in that first photo. It was actually a huge cylinder that gave a view of the lower level. Lots of dimension and lighting. His pieces were displayed all over the museum. Some were very sculptural; others looked like piles of broken glass.

  1. I can see why you spent 2 hours there…love this sort of thing. The twins sculpture caught my attention immediately because of a storyline in one of my stories I watch on TV, for they used this plot twist to surprise everyone. Love weird plot twists…I have my addictions you see! Fog and cool temps…this is so unexpected for my understanding of southern Spain.
    Ron

  2. Nice art, especially the ceramics. I can see you're the product of the Prince Consort 😉

    And the lamp… what can I say… it wouldn't fit in your home and Dudo and Moose would play with its 'member' all the time. Up, down, up, down… sending morse code across the square.

  3. Bing and I differ on modern art. I love it, she doesn't, thinks it is "laziness trying to pass as pondering." I find that if I just stay put and sit quietly while looking at it, that it has the power to slide into my veins. Problem is I can't get her to sit still long enough!

  4. Oh, how I would LOVE to see this in person. Art makes us think differently, and I am quite a fan of that.

    Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and a general and heartfelt Happy Holiday, Mitchell!

    Pearl

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