MARIO CRAVO NETO - Solo Show "Eternal Now"
MARIO CRAVO NETO
Brescia gallery: Via Trieste, 48
Opening: Friday October 23rd, 2015 h. 6.30 pm.
Till February 27th, 2016
Mario Cravo Neto, Man with bird tears
Paci contemporary is pleased to announce the opening of "Eternal Now", Solo Show focused on MARIO CRAVO NETO, one of the most important Brazilian photographer, passed away in 2009, and whose works are represented exclusively for Europe. The gallery has been cooperating with the new Mario Cravo Neto Institute, whose official opening has been celebrated during summer 2015.
The exhibition will be the occasion to admire the most famous works of the '80s-'90s, the elegant black and white series where images led to a suspended and muffled atmosphere, where bodies and objects acquire an intimate and mystic appearance. Mario Cravo Neto "stages" his portraits to realize the deepness of the meanings and to give an important value to the light that lend to three-dimensionality and a sculptural appearance of the subjects. The Solo Show will go through the most important prints by Mario Cravo Neto, each of which has a pure meaning that has its roots in a creative and unique language able to mix up religion and traditions, violence and drama, nature and culture.
For this special occasion the gallery will publish a catalogue with a critical text written by Christian Cravo, son of the great master and photographer to his turn.
"Mario Cravo Neto’s art is not just photographing the physicalness of the object, it is mostly intellectual knowledge on how to emerge from the universe of our knowledge which we purposely suffocate and which is within ourselves. Flesh, blood and muscle of another un-concrete and mighty throbbing nature. [...] He is a rare master in knowing how to use lights to confer to his works of art three-dimensional dimensions, resembling renaissance bas-reliefs – reminiscent of his sculptor formation. It is the light that redeems the figures from a background darker than the night. The light moulds the forms, caresses the lines, exalts them softening the crudeness and immersing them into a soft and tactile velvet. It is the poetry of beauty, the natural sensuality flowing from signs of limpid purity penetrating as a wheedling song of the genitor of all life’s mysteries." (Giuliana Scimé)