A HOUSE FOR REMEDIOS VARO
It seems in Spanish these two words, “remedios varo” refer to a deformity (varus) to be remedied…
And maybe this is the role of art… to remedy the deformity we call life, or at least to give us this illusion.
We read in Wikipedia that Remedios Varo was a para-surrealist painter and an anarchist.
Quite a description, indeed… as if being a “para-surrealist” painter was not enough, she was also an anarchist.
But isn’t true art, almost by definition, “anarchic?”
Remedios Varo was a great painter, by all means.
The fragility of the human existence is shown in her paintings with accuracy, but gently, if indeed life is a dream.
And it is.
LIFE IS A DREAM.
Strindberg knew it, and said it, Bergman knew it, and said it (quoting from Strindberg), and Remedios Varo knew it and painted it.
And many other artists and poets and writers and musicians, as well...
If the scientist invented the atomic bomb, the painter depicts what she feels and what she sees, with that eye which is much more than an eye.
We need Art’s truth and Art’s rigor.
It is a misconception that only science is rigorous, as if the countless sketches for the right word of the poet, or the countless trials and errors of the composer mean nothing.
Art is at least as rigorous as science, in fact it is even more rigorous, because it is rigorous even at the level of the immeasurable, while the rigor of science restricts itself at the level of the measurable.
But we understand: to speak about immeasurableness is to speak in “foggy” terms, we, lovers and children of the “Enlightenment.”
The MOON, the MOON, seems to whisper Remedios Varo… we need the MOON… that “other half of the world” we neglected for too long.
What is the human being?
Let us look at the picture above: “Who are we? Where do we come from? Where are we going?” – seems to say Remedios Varo, together with Gauguin, who first used these three questions.
We ask you to envision A HOUSE FOR REMEDIOS VARO.
A house that might remedy the many illnesses brought upon us by the excessive “clarity” science promised us.
Yet the cloud of the atomic bomb is much worse and frightening than the clouds the head of the poet is in…
Remedios Varo was a painter and a poet, obviously with her head “in the clouds”… she thought she was crazier than her own goat.
We welcome her “craziness,” since her “craziness” describes the world in much more accurate terms than the objectivism of science.
Life is indeed a dream, dear architect.
Design A HOUSE FOR REMEDIOS VARO.
A house for the weaver of life…
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