Colorful adventures in DF

Call it the 2012 phenomenon but I am changing in ways I never imagined I might change.  Change is the only constant, right?  But in general I thought I would always at least see most changes coming.  These past few days spent in Mexico City found me saying “yes” to things I would normally say “no” to and vice versa.  What could that be all about?  Well, I rather not go there out of fear of how long and convoluted that road might be but I feel good about my choices and that’s good enough for me.

Mexico City is a great place.  Those of you who haven’t been in awhile or are a bit timid to travel to one of the largest cities in the world, just go.  There is always something to see and do and more than likely some everyday something-or-another for a resident of the city will blow your mind.  What I always find a little mind blowing (other than how there aren’t more car accidents with how crazy everyone drives) is how there is at max 2 degrees of separation between the people I meet (even in the most random encounter) with people I already know.  This weekend the introduction to artist Karima Muyaes was one such example.  Karima comes from a long lineage of artists and collectors and patrons and general cultural icons of Mexican history.  Her father is the one who incorporated milagros into his artwork in the 1950s.  He was also one of the first documentarians and later collectors of Mexican dance masks.  I could go on and about how Karima’s family has intersected my family and friends over the years, but yesterday was the first time I met her.

Karima is an artist and a jeweler.  She is primarily a colorist who incorporates the influences from her childhood growing up in a family of archaeologists into very textural paintings that are reminiscent of textiles.  Only having seen her work in photographs I was extremely delighted by the rich texture she uses and by the innate glow that her work emits.   It was only seeing the paintings in person and perhaps placing a face and a soul to the artwork that it began to really resonate in this very personal way with me.  This is so often the case.  I receive countless images via the internet by artists who want to show at the gallery and so often I write them off before spending any time with them.  Karima and her work wrapped me in their arms and made me feel warm.  That is a feeling that I can’t deny.  I gave up trying to decide whether it was the artist or the artwork that spoke to me the most.  All I decided was that I need more time with these paintings and with this fascinating woman and thus I have set a date to show her work in September.  I will use that time time peel back the layers and get familiar with the cultural references she makes.  I will delve into the world of color that so often scares me away (oh how I do love the monochromatic).  Maybe you will find your way into the gallery in September and share your thoughts with me.  & please don’t chastise me for straying from what you might think is my aesthetic.  I couldn’t say “no”.

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