by Pato Bosich

Oil on Board
57.5 x 57.5 cm

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The whirlwind world stands still
We rise above the ground and aim, strangers we love the clouds
The light and the greens of Albion forever reached from the underworld

To rise above is to leave forges on the road
Paths that could be followed.
It is also to marvel and to put a time on a landscape.
It's two o’clock in the afternoon, Von Ruisdael and Constable were also there at the same time, maybe a century ago, Never mind , reality is not contemporary.

This work is from the ongoing series, "Netherworld" which started in 2013 in which the artist introduce us to worlds of playful and dreamlike juxtapositions. Landscapes, characters, objects and situations are taken out of context, re invented and re scaled, transforming their interaction into poetic apparitions. In many ways the series can be also understood as a dialogue with the History of painting. This has been informed by his weekly visit to draw at the National gallery in London. Many a landscape of the Old Masters appear and interacts with memories and evocative fictions.

The sea appears constantly in this series, often as an allegory of the efficacy of time. they corrode, trespass and sooth substances and people, penetrating and destroying their form. The maternal vastness of the ocean continues beyond the horizon; it is the immense and inarticulable presence of time.The people in turn, inhabit spaces in continuous desegregation, knocked off their centre, lacking a stable identity, they are transformed into points of view which have lost their firmness. They are always what is about to become in landscapes where nothing is static and reality is in continuous change.