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Surrealism has found some ardent acolytes in Philippine contemporary art. Among them is Rishab—pseudonym of Roger Tibon—whose recent works are on view at Art Anton in a show appropriately titled “Transmutations.”
Rico Lascano’s “Continuum,” which opens May 24 at Galerie Roberto, continues his abstractionist path that however evokes the elements.
“Last Full Show” is the closing show of the legendary Sining Kamalig Gallery, in existence for almost half a century.
Over a decade ago, artist Cobie Cruz made a wrenching but necessary decision to make a new and better life for himself and his family in Canada. His art had to take a backseat.
Contemporary art derives its power and dynamism not only from its quicksilver ability to adapt, to reflect, and to comment on the restless character of the times, but also from its instinct to take advantage of tradition and innovate it.
“Two mountaineers roped together.” That is how the French artist Georges Braque described his artistic relationship with the Spanish-born Pablo Picasso.
All the arts aspire to the condition of music,” wrote Walter Pater.
On view at Galerie Anna are the recent works of Toti Cerda in a solo show billed as “Hapi Tots.” Cerda is an acknowledged master watercolorist triumphing in the 25-year old competition Kulay sa Tubig.
On view at Art Anton is Rico Lascano’s “Heofon,” the title coming from an Old English word meaning “the heavens or the skies.” The artist intends to evoke celestial space—boundless, endless, with no beginning or end, eternal. In brief, a space where the Divine resides.
“I am particularly fascinated and interested in exploring the nature of the Mind—the conscious and unconscious modes and how they interact with each other… The mind is like a river constantly flowing and carries all kinds of images, thoughts, emotions, ideas and experiences that enter through the senses. They are loosely stored in the unbounded reservoir that is at once dormant and active, surfacing periodically. It is called the “stream of consciousness,” a term popularized by miodern novelists James Joyce and Virginia Woolf.”
