Category Archives: Essay

Notes on the work of David Ferrando Giraut

‘Tell me: how long could you spend looking at this sticker? And at this other one? Do you remember? And this little detail over here? Years…centuries! A whole morning…! It’s impossible to know… You were in full flight, ecstasy. Suspended in a pause.

Notes on the work of David Ferrando Giraut

‘Tell me: how long could you spend looking at this sticker? And at this other one? Do you remember? And this little detail over here? Years…centuries! A whole morning…! It’s impossible to know… You were in full flight, ecstasy. Suspended in a pause.

History, solitude and hermeneutics in contemporary art criticism

This essay was originally published on the online art magazine A*DESK in January 2012 Art criticism is in crisis. The proposition is already a clamour in the world of art, above all at an editorial and academic level, which are, as

History, solitude and hermeneutics in contemporary art criticism

This essay was originally published on the online art magazine A*DESK in January 2012 Art criticism is in crisis. The proposition is already a clamour in the world of art, above all at an editorial and academic level, which are, as

Time Capsules: The Poetic and Politics of Memory in Art

This is the essay I wrote for my first curated exhibition ‘Time Capsules’ (November 2010, London). All the images are part of the exhibition catalogue, designed by David G. Uzquiza, a.k.a  Maison Texas “One of the schools of Tlön goes

Time Capsules: The Poetic and Politics of Memory in Art

This is the essay I wrote for my first curated exhibition ‘Time Capsules’ (November 2010, London). All the images are part of the exhibition catalogue, designed by David G. Uzquiza, a.k.a  Maison Texas “One of the schools of Tlön goes

Contemporary art, amen

It is funny that, quite an atheist myself, maybe an agnostic on a bad day, I have ended up falling for some sort of surrogate form of religion: contemporary art. Art lovers from all over the world don’t have to

Contemporary art, amen

It is funny that, quite an atheist myself, maybe an agnostic on a bad day, I have ended up falling for some sort of surrogate form of religion: contemporary art. Art lovers from all over the world don’t have to