SHARING WITH ME

After Christopher Wool I needed something else. The something else I found was perhaps not what I needed at all. «Resisting the Present» 24 artists born after 1975 living around the world but Mexican. So Mexico 2000/20012. One tends to think that globalisation will mean the same artistic thinking around the world. Perhaps this is the case but the statements are very different even if they are relating to drugs, corruption, climate changes, political unrest ... the exhibition I saw of Chinese artists some time ago made the same statement as those I saw yesterday but differently. For Mexico, the installations, videos (which I didn’t look at as having to sit an hour in front of some video in a museum does not appeal to me), graffiti, sculptures were depicting what I suppose these young people feel about their country today. For me it was not very cheerful Black Kites - Arturo Hernadez Marcela Armas - Petrol chain No title I could see but science fiction ? When I look

I have a couple of very closed friends who are totally adverse to Jean-Michel Basquiat or Cy Twombly. «Scribbles» they say and laugh at my interest in such artists. However, to be honest when I went to see Christopher Wool yesterday, I felt there was some truth in what they were saying. These were not scribbles but more like hugh blotches and then every now and again, scribbles. Stains, traces, twisting lines on cavas or paper. 
At the beginning, I really didn’t know what I was looking at.  I think we must have seen him at the Venice Biennale in 2011 but did we actually look at his work? He’s a contemporary artist - American -. His work is in a large format and when I began to look at it closely, there were no signs of a paintbrush but definitely airbrushes, spray guns, linen, silk screen and then I began to see. He was endlessly repeating what he had created. Recomposing elements. Sometimes in colour but most of the time in black and white or dull ocre shades.  " Last