Here I give you the URL for the Blog of my roommate who was volunteering at Happy Home.
Anne Berk is a girl from Germany who has a lovely complexion in essence, I had the pleasure of meeting in August last year when Stellah reached in order to join the work at the orphanage. Thanks to Anne could difficult times, and improve the assistance it had been providing the children ... She, despite being seven years younger, gave me many lessons.
series Gélida diference (2010), are photographs of 40 x 60 cm to collect the fleeting instant of pieces of ice that are slowly falling apart. They look like creatures that hatch from a cellular world, or forms of animals that are powerful sensual. The game processor of marble appearance to play with the reflection of water in the skin, the skin as a mirror speaks of the transformation: the metamorphosis, which repeatedly uses the artist as one of its preferred issues.
Gélida Diference (2010) bilduma 40 x 60 cm-ko argazkiek osatzen dute. Argazkietan, poliki-poliki urtzen doazen hainbat izotz-piezaren istant galkorra ikusten da. Izaki bizidunak dirudite, loratzen bezala, zelulazko mundu batetik etorriak, edo animalien itxura dutela ematen du, izugarrizko botere sentsualarekin. Marmolezko itxura horren eraldaketa urak azalean duen islarekin jolasean, azala eraldaketaz ari zaigu ispiluaren antzera: metamorfosiaz, artistarengan behin eta berriz azaltzen den gaiaz hain zuzen.
The series titled Gélida Diference (2010) is made up of 40 x 60 cm photographs that capture the ephemeral instant of pieces of ice as they gradually melt. They look like living beings that are hatching from a cellular world or from animal shapes with great sensual power. The play on transformation, from their marble-like appearance and the reflection of water in the skin, skin like a mirror that speaks to us of transformation: of metamorphosis, to which the artist repeatedly resorts as one of her favourite themes.
orographic Atlas, metamorphic and poetic Pilar Soberón.
The artist Pilar Soberón and art historian, José María Aranzasti , author of the texts of Oro-grafik , made a short trip through the career of artistic process for know the characteristics that define fundamental his work, constantly mutating and becoming cycling, transit and movement, file and memory metamorphosis and fluid ...
"Pilar Soberón (Lasarte, 1971) is an accomplished artist multidisciplinary, interested in all areas and in investigative procedures where the artistic process and experience are key issues. The artist uses to express photography, performance, drawing, sculpture, painting, printmaking, video, sound, wind, air, aromas, seed variety, artistic exploration with their own bodies, etc..
In his walks and nature walks, catch as a biologist, geologist, behavioral science all the elements that appeal to you, all I care, deposit it then creates a file and then the artist retro-feed it. It seems that the theme Pilar's work is cyclical Soberón , will retro-feeding herself and this is really important. His work is in cash and runs mutation in a cyclic evolution, as expressed by philosophers Gilles Deleuze and Jacques Derrida in his concept of eternal return , repetition and difference at a time. "ORO-GRAFIK p. 7.
selected for this trip is the most important series developed by the artist, emphasizing on all the latest made: Orografik (2010), Aeolia (2010), Vault (2010), Bihotzak (2009-2010), Prozesu (2010), Connexions (2009), Sleepers (2009) and Omenaldiak (2008).
Golden Book-grafik widely recognized that these works and their sources is available in Bilbao gallery Vanguardia and the library ANTI in Donostia in Arteko Gallery and bookstore Ontza . (20 €) 160 pp. Color, bilingual Euskera / Castilian. Appendix English version. To order by mail, e-mail: @ terra.es pili.s
Orografik is edited by a grant from dept. Basque Government's Culture in the area of \u200b\u200bPromotion and Dissemination of Visual Arts, major subsidies from the book, and by la propia artista.
PILAR SOBERONEN ATLAS GEOGRAFIKOA,
METAMORFIKOA ETA POETIKOA.
María José Aranzasti
“Mapa imaginagarria ametsetan baino ez dago marraztua. Unibertso sentikorra zerbait mugagabeki txikia da."
Charles Nodier. Ensoñaciones. Rendeuil. Gaston Bachelard-ek aipatuta Water and Liburu dreams.
"Guregas bizi den esker Uraria gaua zurgatzen dugu." Gaston Bachelard. Water and dreams. Fondo de Cultura Economica. Mexico, 1942. 1978 Urte itzulita
María José Aranzasti k, Oro-Grafik en textuen egileak, bidai txiki baten bidez artistaren ibilbidearen prozesua eta ezugarriak aztertzen ditu: etengabeko mutazioa eta bilakaera, mugimendua eta igarotzea, artxibategia eta oroimena, metamorfosia eta fluidoa…
« Pilar Soberon (Lasarte, 1971) diziplina anitzetan diharduen artista bikaina dugu. Artea eta esperientzia oinarri hartzen dituzten ikerketa-prozesuak ezagutzea du gogoko. Argazkilaritza, performancea, marrazkigintza, eskulturgintza, margogintza, grabatua, bideoa, soinua, haizea, airea, lurrinak, hazi ezberdinak, gorputzaren bidezko araketa artistikoa, besteak beste, bere espresiobideak dira.
Naturan barna egiten dituen ibilaldietatik, biologo-geologo batek egingo lukeen antzera, atentzioa pizten dion edozer ekartzen du; gorde egiten du, artxiboa sortzen, eta geroko sormenerako elikagai egingo du. Pilar Soberonen gai-zerrenda ziklikoa dirudi, bere burua etengabe elikatzeko gauza, oso garrantzitsua den ezaugarria. Etengabe aldatzen doan obra da berea, etengabeko bilakaera ziklikoan dabilena , Gilles Deleuze eta Jacques Derrida filosofoek aldi bereko itzuleraren, errepikapenaren eta ezberdintasunaren kontzeptuari buruz ari zirenean bezala. » ORO-GRAFIK 7 orri.
Bidai honentzako artistak landutako artelan interesgarrienak aukeratuko dira, batez ere, azken lanak kontuan hartuko dira: Orografik (2010), Aeolia (2010), Acorazadas (2010), Bihotzak (2009-2010), Prozesu (2010), Connexions (2009), Los durmientes (2009) eta Omenaldiak (2008).
Oro-Grafik , azken lan hauek garatzen dituen eta bere jatorriak ikertzen dituen liburua dugu, Bilbon Vanguardia galerian eta Anti Liburudendan salgai dugu, Donostian Arteko Galería eta Ontza Liburudendan. 20€-tan, 160 orri. Koloretan Elebiduna Euskara / Gaztelera, eta eranskina ingelesez.
THE OROGRAPHICAL, metamorphic Poetics AND ATLAS OF PILAR Soberon
Maria Jose Aranzasti
"Only in dreams it´s the conveivable map sketched. The sensitive universe is something infinitely small”. (Charles Nodier)
“We take in the night thanks to all that water which exists in us.” (Gaston Bachelard)
"Pilar Soberón (Lasarte, 1971) is a consummated multi-discipline artist interested in every area of investigation and procedure in which the artistic process and experience are fundamental. To express herself, the artist uses photography, performance, drawing, sculpture, painting, prints, video, sound, the wind, the air, aromas, a variety of seeds and artistic exploration with her own body, etc.
From her hikes and walks through nature, she proceeds like a biologist-geologist to capture the scientific behaviour of all the elements that attract her attention; she keeps everything as a deposit to create an archive on which to feed as an artist. The themes of Pilar Soberón's work are cyclical and feed on herself, which is one of the most important aspects. Her work is constantly mutating and cyclical, as expressed by the philosophers Gilles Deleuze and Jacques Derrida in their concept of simultaneous eternal return, repetition and difference." ORO-GRAFIK pág. 152.
[1] Charles Nodier. Ed dreams Rendeuil. Cited by Gaston Bachelard in Water and dreams.
[2] Gaston Bachelard. Water and dreams. Edit. Fondo de Cultura Economica. Mexico. 1942. Trad.1978
the bay To book contact with pili.s @ terra.es (20 €)
Today I woke up a week of hell. Of days and nights, too, embedded in the bed. No I could not get up. I could not. even yesterday and ate. I will change the medication. Again, this is not new. It's funny. Do not know what I have but I tried the whole pharmacopoeia. Why, it's more expensive, "go to the root of the problem? Or get up to the ass of antipsychotics, antidepressants, mood stabilizers or benzos? Time passes and everything revolves around, everything changes, people change and evolve and I'm still stuck . Madness and me. I and madness.
Sometimes I think that that percentage of disability give me what I should take for clarity, to endure. On hold. On stand, and stand there and stick a gash in his veins. time I'm filthy rich, I'm idle, I'm lazy?
I am ... ... I am very tocapelotas , I have a thought too critical of things, and the truth is that I wonder too much and usually get no response. may seem that I have a huge ego but that is chicken, road, walking floor, head bowed, hands in pockets, but bah! In that cocoon, you are given! 00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000
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hard to say depending on words. Why is well and things. Why abuse the situation could lead to rupture. head could lead precisely what we are trying to safeguard. Protect , like a cutting from a plant to unprecedented worth more spare no effort to grow. of a wall cracked, born and born outbreaks of weeds. The weed grows in the most inhospitable demonstrating that life is gaining ground late when all around are phenomena effects. Okay
dream. This well go further. Dream said, it's free.
But today, I would not venture to go beyond where I inertia creeps, providence or whatever. Okay so
. not ask for more.
No. I do not know but it would be tempting to bad luck, and often asked myself when I've been well
what if, a sliver more? From experience, Bad response ...
raining. It rains. The city gradually fed and clean your gutter ... Yesterday before dinner, and talk about diets and why one is better as fat or not, lose those kilos more, I noticed ti.Quedé caught by some moments .. that hair on your chest sticking out of the shirt. I felt more a part of the conversation identified. That if protein diets, if we spend sugars before fat when we do sport ... but did not intervene. You completely ignored me. fijabas you in girls cross legged ... not care .. so .. well .. let it be and finally, after dinner, and drink some wine, succumbed to the dream ... while they, speaking of something momentous ... Enlivened by the music of Kusturica.
The eye still retains the brightness that gives life. However has a point enervated, blue eyes. Sidewalks.
curly hair. An amber color. cascades down her shoulders.
She walks the streets of the city. walked and walked, without a purpose.
Nightfall on the cavity and darkness stains all while hundreds of lights envelop Beth.
Beth cried.
Beth is lonely.
afraid. Anxiety . Anxiety eats his fists in the evenings after dark ... So take a walk aimlessly. She and her music. Your music player, the city in half, given the immense vastness and her. When walking enough, Beth take bus number 34. is mounted on it and goes to his neighborhood, but only quieter, extremely single ... wondering, too much unanswered.
still do not know where this post will curdle. Just click. Click little notes. Setting the lyrics and I'm preoccupied with the noise they make my fingers to make the letter A or the N or the Z. .. Today was a good day, those who, as I have said, it is worth recalling at bedtime. To assimilate all the good and not miss anything. Guai Everything is happening to you, so why not remove him, and guess what will come clear desire strongly. With great strength ... Today it costs nothing to outline a shy half-smile. If you had asked what has not been the case, why do not you have moved through the center of the city, but if you had asked someone begging pennies, probably would have given ... and now the evening .. I remember, when plugged into the iPod this afternoon (the most brand new and groovy than its predecessor), sounded "Lucha de Gigantes" with Nacha Pop, some words, outdoors, in a radio program ...
This song joined two pieces of thread ... hung about him too. Nobody would one day be broken. Forever .. Inevitablamente. "Sunday Shining" ... have been twelve or thirteen, and again the sea of \u200b\u200bmemory, as usual everything back the sea, the gristle ... I could never remember or re-listen. I found it unpalatable. F. Quaye But again today. I am left with the piece of thread between my fingers, again. But today I balance which meant late 90's, my life path, and not a "sunny Sunday, now, with some more gray hairs in his hair, and half smile you miss a see.
