el ojo se llena de horizonte
texto de catálogo de la exposición
de José Villalonga. agosto 2015
de José Villalonga. agosto 2015
Los límites se han equivocado,
se han confundido en una recta de espanto.
Andrés Sabella
se han confundido en una recta de espanto.
Andrés Sabella
mirar es un desafío. un desafío que se esconde tras la naturalización de lo visto, de su uso cotidiano, eficiente y de su virtud como registro. oculto a simple vista. negado en su saturación. dulce, fluido, macabro.
y detrás de lo no visto se asoma el espanto. esa sensación de haber obviado lo evidente, lo que siempre estuvo ahí. lo que nos hizo llamar hogar a la casa. lo que nos hizo confiar en las apariencias y en sus paisajes de inquieta tranquilidad.
mirar es un desafío. porque a través de la mirada somos obligados, requeridos, organizados. Sobre la mirada establecemos lo que sabemos, lo ponemos a prueba, lo hacemos explícito y lo convertimos en objeto que vuelve a ser mirado.
en la mirada somos resistidos, empujados, exigidos. el mundo nos invade, nosotros somos un puente. la forma en que la naturaleza toma forma, la verdad que lo inunda, decide y se quiebra. una obligación que nos exige y que nos libera. una posibilidad para robarle la noción de la mirada al ojo. robarle el horizonte al espacio.
no hay paisaje. no hay naturaleza. no hay objetos que no hayan sido discriminados.
todo lo que está fuera está construido en tu cabeza esperando, esperando a ser enfrentado y desafiado por lo que hemos ignorado a fuerza de saber.
mirar es perderse. hacerse otro. volver a intentarse.
Jorge Sepúlveda T.
Curador Independiente
Curador Independiente
the eye fills with horizon
Catalogue text for exhibitionby José Villalonga.
The limits have been wrong;
they have got confused
in a straight line of terror.
Andrés Sabella.
to look is a challenge. a challenge which hides behind the naturalisation of what has been seen, it´s everyday use, efficiency and it´s virtue as a record. hidden in plain sight. denied in it´s saturation. sweet, fluid, macabre.
and behind of what is not seen, the terror appears. that feeling that has obviated the evident, what was always there. that which has made us call home our house. that which has made us trust in appearances and landscapes of restless tranquillity.
and behind of what is not seen, the terror appears. that feeling that has obviated the evident, what was always there. that which has made us call home our house. that which has made us trust in appearances and landscapes of restless tranquillity.
to look is a challenge. because by looking we are forced, required, organized. by looking we establish what we know, we test it, we make it explicit and convert it in an object that is to be looked at again.
in the look we are resisted, pushed, demanded. the world invades us, we are a bridge. the way that nature is shaped, the truth that floods it, decides and breaks. an obligation which demands of us and liberates us. a possibility to steal the notion of looking to the eye. to steal the horizon to the space.
there is no landscape. no nature. no objects that have been not been discriminated.
everything that is outside, is built in your head waiting, waiting to be confronted and defied by what we have ignored because of knowing.
To look is to loose oneself. to become another. to try oneself again.
Jorge Sepúlveda T.
Independent Curator.
August 2015.
translated by Lorraine Green
translated by Lorraine Green
