Lucas Arruda, Untitled, 2011. Oil on linen, 50 x 50 cm, Everton Ballardin and Mendes Wood, Sao Paulo, Brazil. |
I came across Lucas Arruda’s
paintings while walking around Chelsea last summer. Arruda had a great show at
Galeria I-20 called Deserto – Modelo, which consisted of 25 small-scale paintings. I decided to write about Arruda’s work because his paintings got
stuck on me—and I find it hard for paintings to do that these days.
What has kept
me thinking about Arruda’s paintings for over a year is not only the fact that
I thought they are beautiful, but that I cannot pin-point what kind of paintings
they are. When looking at them, I ask myself if I am looking at landscapes or
if I am, in fact, looking at abstractions. I noticed that at times I am more
inclined to think one way than the other depending on the painting and on the
moment in which I am looking at them. Although there is what seems to be a
horizon line in every painting, the paintings are not descriptive, and
therefore, I am left with Arruda’s formal elements as my only source of
information. Sometimes I think I see dry brushstrokes that wipe away a prior
wet surface, a thick horizontal line and the exposed linen. At other times, I
see clouds, horizon and dirty ground.
Arruda leaves me in a beautiful space between
Mark Rothko’s abstractions and Van Gogh’s landscapes without directions for an exact answer.
More images: http://www.lucasarruda.net/
http://i-20.com/lucas-arruda/select-works/
http://mendeswood.com/lucas-arruda/#imagens
More images: http://www.lucasarruda.net/
http://i-20.com/lucas-arruda/select-works/
http://mendeswood.com/lucas-arruda/#imagens
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