Each of Jose Carlos Soto's images includes its own tension. Many times there is talk of mathematical purity in its composition, physical and spiritual purity built down to the smallest detail so that later it disappears in the eyes of the beholder. This, feigned tension?, between what is built and what is real encourages the viewer to compare the image presented with their own sensations before the urban landscape and the reality that surrounds them. When we become aware of this new presence, we witness a chain of analytical thoughts that surprisingly appear before our eyes, reflected in the mirror of our sad reality.
Curiously, when contemplating Soto's work dedicated to architecture and the urban landscape, the little importance, at first glance, given to the construction itself is striking. It seems rather that these images of the buildings that transform their city - Barcelona at the turn of the century - speak to us and proclaim the isolation, loneliness and lack of communication that little by little invades the lives of Barcelona citizens - entire buildings or neighborhoods disappear to be replaced by beautiful examples of modern architecture-, but nothing really changes: negligence, tedium and banality reappear to make up reality. A metaphorical presence of astonishing formal beauty, an act of conceptual transvestism that bounces and reverberates in our brain in a silent, tireless and distressing way. https://www.mediafire.com/file/bfhnfojujlnel6n/Carpa_14.pdf/file |
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