[This news piece was originally covered in the US section of PERFIL… Thus, the translation for you. It’s unfair that you guys can not understand what the original news piece says! This is Art, and Art has no language. Hahahahahahaha!! My comments in italics. Also, I’m sorry for being the connational of this lady. Really.]
The enveloping and seductive art of Amalia Amoedo returns to Miami
The Argentine artist will offer a selection of her work in a sample titled SEMANTICS, which can be enjoyed from July 22 to August 22.
Uh oh… we already began with two lies in this news piece!! First, the label of “artist” applied to this lady… when it’s clear that she can’t be called an artist at all. The second lie, is the part that says “it can be enjoyed”. If you enjoy this, you are a moron… or a three-year-old kid. Really. No offense to morons, or three year old children, they do the best they can, given their possibilities.
Argentine artist Amalia Amoedo, who has already participated in several international exhibitions, presents in this opportunity a significant selection of her work in an experimental individual exhibition titled SEMANTICS. The event will be held at the Turnberry Ocean Club in Sunny Isles Beach, Florida from the 22nd of July to the 22nd of August.
“Experimental individual exhibition.” What? Are they going to showcase her “work” with virtual reality, or what? With holograms? With shark lazors? What are they talking about? Oh, this artsy people, they are so difficult to understand for the common man…
Pietro Daprano, curator of the exhibition, maintains that the works “correspond to a revision that seeks to analyze the qualities of color itself, aspects of meaning and meaning of codes, symbols and words that converge in the linguistic system of the visual texts elaborated by Amalia Amoedo. The exhibition of works in an unconventional space leads to a reflection on the primacy of practical value of things over any other value.”
“Visual texts?” Did he snort coke or what? Of course texts are visual, moron! And besides, we are talking about paintings, not texts. This is a text. Really. THIS IS A TEXT. Moron.
“Amoedo crumples her experiences and turns them into visual concerns through the use of nontraditional materials and a flaming use of color, which when crossed with other elements, give rise to autobiographical narratives related to the stages of her childhood, wrapped in an extravagant atmosphere that seems to flirt with a couple of concepts from times of aesthetic genesis: Kitsch and Pop”, he adds.
Ah, I see. She paints scenes of her childhood. That’s why she paints as she still was a child. Really. As you will see, this woman is over 40-years-old. Really. Also, the bullshit that he uses to justify the “paintings” of this lady, reminds me of the quote my fake art teacher said about my “art” on this piece…
Amoedo, for her part, defines: “My work is an existential dialogue, from the sensible, that seeks to verbalize complex and subtle issues around memory, feelings and emotions in a different way than written and verbal language.”
“I’m sensitive!! Don’t say my “art” is shit, please, no!!! Please!! My art is an existential dialogue!! It questions itself its right to exist, or to be burned in a pyre. Really!!”
“There are lines of research in my artistic work to which I integrate textiles, toys, caramel-like shapes, carousel horses and other objects with verisimilar appearance related to childhood, with the idea of elaborating metaphors related to both the emotions and memories of the imaginary infantile, as well as to the subconscious borders.”
Bullshit. You can’t paint better than this, that’s why you do it… It’s fine, just don’t pretend that you do the emotions and memories of the imaginary infantile. It’s an insult to children, really. At least kids don’t pop up with some artsy explanation that pretends to be deep about their art. They just do it, and that’s it. Besides, children do not peddle their stuff either.
The project idea at Turnberry Ocean Club at 215 185th St, Sunny Isles Beach, Florida 33160, is an initiative developed by Carminne Dodero along with Dario Campidoglio, organizers of the traditional Six O’Clock Tea benefit parade.
Who? Ah, yeah, sorry. Some chick that has a lot of money and does tea parties for friends and stuff. You can drink the tea from there… which I expect to be better than the shit this “artist” does. Really.
Profile of Amoedo. The artist was born in Buenos Aires in 1976 and from a very young age she was linked to art. Currently, besides attending to her artistic work, she splits her time as an active member of the Amalia Lacroze Collection of Fortabat; Member of the Council of ArteBA, member of different non-governmental organizations and President of the Federal Police Foundation.
Whoa there!! Now I understand why she can’t do better! She is a really busy woman!! She lives permanently in a rush! That’s why she can’t do better art. Really! How many years did Michelangelo spend to paint the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel? Four years?! Well, you can’t rush quality…
She studied with prestigious masters such as Marcia Schvartz, Miguel Harte, Nicola Costantino and Jorge Gumier Maier and she exposes her work both in Argentina and abroad.
Her masters cheated her. They should return her money back… and other things as well.
And I must give you the source.