SLEEP OF FORESTS JosMoreno, born in Bolivia, where an invisible line drawn Amazon border with Brazil, yours are, that opens the eyes, overflowing with greens, vines, flowers, lush, glossy leaves which invents light prisms unexpected and birds of plumage color and song estentreos. That is the primal scene from their shelters in Cuernavaca and in Paris, cow large canvases vibrant light and color. As with its baggage of forests, Moreno has made its way through the cities of the world, has exhibited in Paris, San Paulo, New York. His canvases dress the walls of museums, or large collectors from all over the world. He has friends in Puerto Rico, France, Mexico, everywhere. This Bolivian citizen of the world, does not seek fame or recognition. Painting paints because it is so natural as breathing. Not lost in unnecessary bohemian, or the complex philosophies of conceptualism. With its work shows that plastic art is made with hands, soul and craft, which is certainly refreshing among so installation and abstraction, Slo am a naturalist, he says, as if it were unimportant that his ability to become a champion, a defender of nature, MSAN if we think that this work is generated at a time when the man seems to training yourself to destroy and be destroyed in a spirit of unbridled consumerism, a afn of power and possession. It seems that this artist, unique in its genre, enables us to peer into his canvases, a paradise lost, before mankind, or at least before the time when the man decided to subdue nature to his will. Extracted from the commentary written by Mara Gabriela Dumay Art & Arts web page http://www.josemorenoaparicio.com
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