Greetings to all the participants who are part of this great community. Today I'm going to talk a little bit about some works of art and how subjective art is. Here I'm going to present some of those works that we sometimes start but never finish.
First, I present this woman in this African-American-inspired image, which was inspired by a girl from my town, a slim woman with dark skin, a very cheerful girl with striking eyes, one of those people who radiate so much joy that it is impossible to forget her face. However, this painting is missing a lot of detail that was going to be part of the background and around her. I didn't finish it, and there was never any apparent reason why. apparent reason not to do so.
That's where I wonder how subjective art is. Sometimes we evaluate technique, other times the use of colors and contrasts, and other times simply the design, but for me, I think age expresses the ease and feeling of a specific moment.
You may wonder why I say that art represents a specific moment that I am very passionate about, which is graffiti in person, graffiti in the form of vandalism, that graffiti that is done very quickly, which for me is not about winning over an audience or vandalizing, as it has always been seen in a negative way. In my opinion, this type of work is that which flows with bodily energy, with those thoughts that we sometimes have and simply do not know how to express and get rid of them. That's why there are so many unfinished works here, and if you'll allow me, I'll show you some references of what I mean.
I am currently surrounded by these colors, ranging from yellow to orange and red, as you can see. These are the walls of my room, and here are these paintings that were never finished. Some of them, before being finished, were covered by another drawing, and then another, and so little by little layers and layers of paint were formed, bringing one design on top of another and another. All of these paintings are located in my room, which is what I call my panic room. and the outside world simply does not exist for me, where I soon exhaust my energy hitting walls. Sometimes I speak in a raised voice as I hit the walls with my brush.
So, I can ask how subjective art is for some of you. Is this just scribbles, like in a kindergarten child's notebook, or is there really some expression behind all these lines?
Behind every stroke, behind every line, behind every dripping paint, there is some feeling. There is some relief and, above all, a great deal of expression, and for me that is art. Not simply a well-detailed realistic face, drawings with elements that, in my opinion, do not encapsulate the technique, but rather the simple expression of an emotion that can be captured on any wall.
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