Art Madrid ’18
I must admit I’m not a very modern art guy, despite the fact I work as a full time freelance designer. Maybe because I don’t know much about the trends or that I don’t have a formal education on it, after a few years trying to get my head around the classic movements I see most of the current works as iterations of already done styles. It’s like I’ve already seen those welded metal chunks somewhere else, or that neon paint splatters over delicate paintings on any modern art museum before. Being my wife an Art Historian I asked her if my thoughts were right this time, and surprisingly, they were.
That’s not to say everything in I saw in Art Madrid ’18 was unoriginal or creative. I was amazed at some of the pieces, some that I liked, some that I loved; some really innovative and some purely beautiful. It was a pleasant experience to walk through those walls full of creative energy.
I loved how some of the pieces made me feel a mixture of darkness and intrigue. After all I think art is there to make us think and the the inner thought of the artist. On the other hand, the more I try to write about this expo and art in a wider spectrum, the more I realize I know nothing about it.
One of the main guests for Art Madrid ’18 is Okuda San Miguel, an spanish artist who uses poligonal colorful compositions in his works. He’s been painting walls all around the world and I knew him for Kaos Temple, a desacralized church he painted a few years ago not so far from where I lived in Asturias. For me, to see any of his recognizable works was a breath of fresh air. I love the simplicity and the volume of his sculptures and paintings.
Guim Tió Zarraluki
Even though Okuda’s pieces were cool to see on the exhibition, there was an artist I really connected with. Guim Tió‘s paintings were something else. There’s some kind of minimalism on his paintings that evoke a journey to the unknown or the lifestyle of simpler times. Definitely, one of the few artists from this exhibition I would hang a piece in my house.
Art Madrid ’18 is one of those events that makes living in Madrid a completely different experience when you compare it with the life in the smaller city I lived in since I was born, so I can’t really complain at all.