Friday, May 31, 2013

Breaking the Real

Banksy street art
“[...] I didn’t know anyone was allowed to write things like that.”

I don't understand much about art, especially contemporary art. But I like it. Especially contemporary. This year I visited a special exhibition with a wide artwork collection of Salvador Dalí at The Centre Pompidou. Following its chronology and the way he progressively bends the real, I thought: he wants to break something. I like to think about art as this attempt of breaking something. Not like throwing a stone in a window, but bending the world of the window.

It is not always easy to distinguish the pure rebellion from art. This is what I thought the first time I saw a Banksy street art. It is impressive how he attempts against the real in a different perspective. The real as the way we see and organize the society, our life, the laws, the right and the wrong. His rebellion talk to us in his art. It is an authentic social intervention, which defy us.

Where can we go in this way? I offer a synthesis borrowed from Garcia Marquez:
“I went back to the pension where I was staying and began to read The Metamorphosis. The first line reads, “As Gregor Samsa awoke that morning from uneasy dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect. . . .” When I read the line I thought to myself that I didn’t know anyone was allowed to write things like that. If I had known, I would have started writing a long time ago.”, interview with Gabriel Garcia Marquez, The Paris Review, 1981