Next show in London: I HEART 3D

Christie’s South Kensington: Wed, 01/08/2012 – Fri, 17/08/2012, See Christie’s website for opening hours.
Free

I HEART 3D

The Royal British Society of Sculptors and Christie’s South Kensington present I HEART 3D, a unique summer exhibition showcasing the diversity of contemporary sculptural practice by some of the Society’s most exciting early career artists.
The exhibition will be in the Hangar Gallery at Christie’s South Kensington and it is open to the public and free to attend from 1 – 17 August. The exhibition is an incredible opportunity for emerging artists to participate in a high profile group show and engage new audiences with their practice. A prize of £3,000, generously donated by City Financial, will be awarded for excellence to one of the exhibiting artists and will be announced at the opening event.
Artists:       James Balmforth
                  Barnaby Barford
                  Claudia Borgna
                  Mark Davey
                  Suresh Dutt
                  Sian Griffiths
                  Nick Hornby
                  Yoshimi Kihara
                  Simon Linington
                  William Mackrell
                  Julie Major
                  Anna Sikorska
                  Katie Surridge 
The RBS is grateful to acknowledge the generous support of City Financial and The Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea.
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PLASTIC BAGS IN TRANSIT KILLING ME SOFTLY: an overview

At last! Finally I got around to edit these two videos about transformation and change.
Slight metamorphosis through minimal interventions that over the years have moulded my artwork, my mind, myself, and my concept of art. A drop moulding a rock, through the years
Slow, persistent and imperceptible changes that only time can carve out to reveal them. The same transmutations mountains are sculpted by the action of wind and rain.
Each work informed and informing its surrounding, absorbing and reflecting the environment in order to briefly blend and be part of the landscape while creating a whole new one……..

The video below is an overview of my outdoor works so far and the next one up of my indoor works.

Inside out, outside in!
Bags flowing one into the other and into the next ones…….

Water, Water Everywhere: Paean to a Vanshing Resource a nomadic show curated by Jennifer Heath opening at Los Gatos Museums

Water, Water Everywhere: Paean to a Vanshing Resource will be featured at The Museums of Los Gatos in Los Gatos, California, August 1 to December 31, 2012. 
This travelling exhibition is curated by Jennifer Heath www.jenniferheath.com 


WATER, WATER EVERYWHERE is comprised of 30-second to 30-minute videos from 40 artists worldwide exploring water issues from the political to the personal and from ethics to aesthetics, with works that are documentary, experimental, educational, humorous, solemn, animated or acted. WATER, WATER begins traveling in Fall 2012 to arts, educational, environmental, science and other organizations and institutions and is scheduled to tour through 2017. 

WATER, WATER featured artists: Evan Abramson & Carmen Elsa Lopez; Diane Armitage; Ruben Aubrecht; Christine Baeumler; Krisanne Baker; Manoj Baviskar; Asa Maria Bengtsson & Ewa Cederstam; Beth Block; Jaap Blonk; Claudia Borgna; James Brady; Fiammetta De Michele; Jacques del Conte; Robert Ladislas Derr; Mary Rachel Fanning; Diego Fiori; Georgie Friedman; Friends of the Earth Middle East; J. Gluckstern; Henry Gwiazda; Monika Hapsari; Jason Houston; International Rivers & Carla Pataky; Basia Irland; Robin Johnston; Pat Law; Liz Marshall; Smriti Mehra; Patrizia Monzani; Jessica Plumb; Carolyn Radlo & Alanna Simone; Tobias Rosenberger; Alka Sadat; Gazelle Samizay; Erik Slatkin & Tess Thackara; Swarathma; Michel Varisco; Susanne Wiegner. A Touring New Media Exhibition and Film Festival Exploring Water Issues Descrizione Water is the world’s most crucial commodity and the basis for all earthly life. Its preservation and protection may be our greatest environmental challenge. 

One night long inside ‘La Stanza degli Aquiloni di Piero’

………The exhibition I went to see with Valeria is in Villafranca Piemonte (TO), a charming town perfectly restored to it past and less than an hour from Turin.

Piero Lerda’s collages are hosted until 22nd July in a beautiful piemontese baroque church: Chiesa della Beata Vergine, once an old monastery, bang in the middle of town and surrounded by cafes and by the old cattle exchange market.

The curator of the show is Willy Darko http://www.willydarko.org/.
This time only two works out Piero’s vast selection is on display.
One of these has particularly touched me. It’s from the series ‘Chansons de toile’; an untitled composition of found sartorial materials laced together by colourful ribbons.
The tangible tactility of this ensemble has almost brought me to tears. I think I responded to the balanced movement of two tender opposite forces: the ‘female’ and the ‘male’: the yin and yang. Each role perfectly represented in an equilibrium of tensions captured within the frame but ready to take off into the next phase.
Maybe that is the reason why this painting is so emotionally charged, because it anticipated Piero’s   ‘Kites series’ as well as my overnight stay in his studio.

From a group show to a solo show, from Villafranca back to Piero and Valeria’s home in Turin.

What an eventful evening it turned out to be! First an apocalyptical storm and then a black out!
Maybe Piero’s welcome to his house and to his studio. Because that’s exactly where I slept that night: ‘nella stanza degli Aquiloni’, the ‘kite room’, as I have baptized it now! A most poetic place to dream in. All night surrounded by Piero’s rainbow of energy.

Fragments of thoughts, impressions cut out of daily life blending in the paint like dreams into the night and slowly drifting to the rim of our consciousness on kites’ paper tails.
Jazzy kites dancing off circumstantial, carefully placed notes. Animated by hope but also by a severe critique to modern world.
Hundreds of cuttings blasting off their paint. At times in a futurist like manner, morphing into ferocious warriors about to blow up into minacious bombshells. A vortex of colours deserting the central vacuum of negative space. Kites flying out high, only to hit their margins and bring our dreams back to reality. It is between the strain of hope and reality that I think Piero creates his poetry.

While tumbleweeding into the twirl of the night, I could sense the tension hiding in between that invisible space created by the contact of the paper cuts to the glue. An elastic ping pong game where the kites bounced in and out of my imagination. All night long chasing kites and running, running from reality towards fantasy. Eventually waking up only to see all kites kept by their the tails, glued back into place: the sticky adhesive of society’s conventions.

Piero’s kites sail as far out as his canvases but never further. Consistently monitored in a motherly protective act towards his creations and his hopes. Arguably a modernist and eliterian attitude, but a necessary one to keep his kites pure from real disillusionment. Rational decisions made to keep his artwork uncontaminated in order to keep fuelling hopes, passion: Piero’s art. A skillful mechanism, I say, that snobs the needy egos of the rest of us artists!

The result is a controlled, ordered chaos, that he was able to create and could well afford to do so, maybe just only because he knew best.
Only artists with a clear sense of life and a deep knowledge and understanding of the world they live in, are able to construct chaos and to question it. The rest, like me, who are perpetually confused, seek order as a necessary tool to make sense of the same world: of life.
My internal chaos needs to be organized, ordered and catalogued to manifest itself as art. On the contrary, Piero, could compose and master chaos with great skill instead.

…..and after a night long flying with Piero’s kites, like them I also hit the edge: the morning after one. I woke up to the frustrating reality of yet another railway strike and to the sad italian political situation.

As for Piero’s work check out his website to see his kites that are far too large for the world or the world is far too small for them!  Have a safe Flight!
http://www.pierolerda.it/

Back from Turin! Piero Lerda: a private artist

Wow, what a wonderful city Turin is! Full of cafes, full with culture, elegant and delicious. A millefeuille of culture(s) and of history(ies), framed by the Alps and signed by the river Po’.
For moments I could not help but feel proud of my heritage from my grand mother side: illegitimate but acknowledged descendants of the Savoia Kingdom! Yes, of the King Vittorio Emanule II himself!!
But “SHHH, don’t say that too loud”, would whisper in shame my religious grandma, all red of the glamorous sin; because such royal embarrassment its not worth mentioning, for catholic sake! …And for the sake of a modest Fiat worker!

So my unrooted root has seeds in this part of the world that I rarely visit and don’t really know, but understand. The french piemontese patois dialect brings back all sorts of loving memories, (because the bad and sad ones we forget), of my grandma: Omi Rose.  Tender recollection of my childhood spent eating the most delicious foods. Ingredients jumping right in from the garden below and from the mountains around. Dainty dishes straight out from my Omi Rose’ heart and from her cookbook – a precious gift inherited by her french aunt: the first woman to win the Cordon Bleu prize!
What fragrances and aromas! Lively with taste and scents that stoically survive time and death. Organic,  vivid flavors that season my daily life as well as the gastronomical heritage of Turin!

Despite the usual italian midsummer rail strike in the Saharan heat, I walked from the train station of Torino Lingotto to the river. Not just any river but the longest in Italy. From there I lazed up along the Po’,  past il Valentino, i Murazzi, past all the bridges. Then all the way to Piazza Castello for a creamy ice cone at the scenery square, before hopping the first bus, to meet with my professor. That in fact was the main reason I went to Turin: to visit an inspirational woman who happen to also be my american history professor during my student years at Genoa University.  Valeria Gennaro Lerda is an international renown historian that has inspired many, many students and with which I had the privilege to write my thesis and to graduate with. Quite recently I also discovered that all along we had another subject that links us together: ART!

Despite my nomadic life style, through out these years, we have been keeping in touch, especially since the death of her late husband: Piero Lerda. That is when I suddenly discovered that Valeria was married to an artist! And what an artist! A philosopher, a poet: a painter.
Let me tell you this quite unique tale of a true intellectual with a proud academic curriculum embossed with a full spectrum of experiences. Television (RAI), Teaching (French language and literature), Library director (American Embassy USIS: United States Information Service), Founder of cultural organizations (Club de Jeunes in Nice), First lieutenant in the ‘Alpini’, Fine art apprentice (pupil of Vicenzo Alicandri), to mention few of his life highlights.
A piemontese man, I was saying, that has painted a hell of a storm of creations, quasi secretly, behind the art world back, behind the scene. Amazing!

Piero lived an active social life that contrasted or balanced out with a parallel private one dedicate to art. Or maybe a private passion cultivated in the solitude of long studio hours that run alongside his public social roles. Nevertheless each life informing the other, eventually colliding to explode into a myriad of paper shards, meticulously cut and pasted into colourful arrangements. Hundreds of collages blowing out of their edges, only to leave their centre empty like a hollow core with a deep message. Splinters fleeing their pages, flying away, only to be imprisoned again and to remind us that its on the periphery of life that we can still maybe imagine the remains of the illusion of freedom.

Piero’s private art practice is the result of a lifelong and restless research that has remained concealed to the most of us, only few close friends have savoured his humorous and poetic compositions.

In fact, a part from a handful of succesful early shows, Piero’s images and thoughts have climbed out  reaching as far as paper and canvas but never directly confronting the art world. A conscious and controlled gist maybe to make a point? Maybe a position of protest against a superficial and unsatisfactory space?

Having said that, his prolific work has now finally been posthumously released to the public. Since Piero’s death in 2007, his wife Valeria has been on a loving and frantic mission in the name of Piero and of art. A very touching story indeed. For the past years Valeria has devoted her days and nights in long hours of organizing, cataloguing, rediscovering, interpreting Piero’s work in order to share it with a wider audience and with a public of keen viewers.

And this brings me back to the beginning of my story of why I went to Turin: To visit my professor Valeria and to see Piero Lerda’s work exhibited in a new show.

That experience I will tell in my next post….
… in the meantime this is Piero Lerda’s website: http://www.pierolerda.it/