Our last day in Valencia...
We took a semi relaxing stroll towards the Institut Valencia D´Art Modern (IVAM). The problem that I have with modern art museums is that I am left feeling that I could have thrown some paint onto a canvas or molded some clay with a spoon and called it art. I definitely am not a critic...to each his/her own. So I cruised through the museum at breakneck speed until Leanne point toward several paintings on a wall. There were 12 paintings titled Romantic Landscapes with Missing Parts by Nedko Solakov. What struck me about the paintings is that I have envisioned, once I settle down permanently aka nest, each room in my home to have at least one wall featuring a different landscape. So I quickly snuck off a quick picture and dashed out the door of the museum. So I went web searching for info. I could share about the artist.
Nedko himself says:
The Romantic Landscapes with Missing Parts were executed in the murky winter of 2001-2002 up north in Stockholm in a nice studio at the Royal Academy of Fine Arts. That was a very hard, horrible time for me, the conceptual artist who pretends that being classically educated in mural painting 20 years ago gives him some kind of advantage. Most of the time during these three months I was really pissed off by my inability to achieve in paint what I wanted (not to mention the bitter feeling that I was not quite sure what I actually did want). In such moments I had an enormous desire to close my eyes and have all these canvases, oil paints, brushes, easels, and palettes disappear so that I could again start dealing with ideas (mainly)˜a relatively easy (at least for me) way of working. But I kept doing the paintings, day by day, night after night, fiercely trying to accomplish them in an acceptable way for an audience like you. Why am I doing this? I had been asking myself this constantly, when one day I realized that perhaps the reason for me to keep going was that I had the little hope that all the parts missing from these romantic landscapes (…) would have a better and more interesting life when left outside the paintings.
In the 12 works making up these series there is, in fact, an absence of some of the components necessary for a correct interpretation of the messages. The missing elements (the moon, the castle, the tracks of the exhausted pilgrim, …all the profound thoughts in the philosopher´s head) have escaped the limits of the canvas, where they appeared as part of a system of signs binding them to an enclosed, meaningful world, to scatter themselves round the museological space, filling it with humorous remarks about the new situations they are experiencing. To find them and follow their explanations, the viewer is forced to assume all nature of positions.
So afterward we walked around and did a bit of shopping. Right now we are back at the hostel wasting time until we take a taxi back to the airport.
Adios Valencia! Hola England...
Update
I lost my cellphone in Valencia and I did not find out until I was at the airport. I hope yall remember to write your cellphone numbers down on paper, just in case your cellphone comes up missing.
Ok, so here's the story line. Roughly 1 year ago, an amazing woman from South Central Los Angeles decided after receiving her Master's degree to expand her horizons and venture off to London. So over the course of the next couple of years she will hope to bring two continents together through the eloquence of her words...ok that is complete and utter bullshit! Your not doing shit so just stay a minute for the hell of it!
Location: In a London borough not far away from 3 tube lines, England
About me: 1. Lover of all things Chocolate 2. Terrified of Texas flying Tree Roaches 3. New lover of roundabouts 4. The world is my oyster...w/out the fishy smell 5. God, does not like ugly...so rearrange yourself and your face
