REMEDIOS VARO'S APPEARANCES AND DISAPPEARANCES
With the visible violence of wind scattering
clouds, but with greater delicacy, as if she
painted with her eyes rather than with her
hands, Remedios sweeps the canvas clean and
heaps up clarities on its transparent surface.
In their struggle with reality, some painters
violate it or cover it with signs, explode it
or bury it, flay it. Remedios volatizes it:
it is not blood but light that flows through
She slowly paints lightening-quick apparitions.
Appearances are the shadows of archetypes.
Remedios does not invent: she remembers.
Except that these appearances resemble nothing
and no one.
Sea voyages within a precious stone.
A speculative painting, a mirror-image painting:
not the world in reverse, but the reverse
of the world.
The art of leviatation: the loss of gravity,
the loss of seriousness. Remedios laughs,
but her laughter echoes in another world.
Space is not an expanse but a magnet attracting
Appearances. A woman’s hair… the strings
of a harp… the sun’s rays streaming down
… the strings of a guitar. The world seen
as music: listen to Remedios’s lines.
The secret theme of her work: harmony… lost
In Appearance she paints Disappearance.
Roots, fronds, rays, locks of hair, flowing
beards, spirals of sound: threads of death,
of life, of time. The weft is woven and un-
woven: the unreality that we call life, the
unreality that we call death… only the canvas
is real. Remedios the anti-Moira.
She does not paint time, but the moments when
time is resting.
In her world of stopped clocks, we hear the
flow of substances, the circulation of shadow
and light: time ripening.
Forms seek their own form, form seeks its own
~ Octavio Paz...a tribute to the artist Remedios Varo ~