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            Drawing in the space

           

            Francisco Carpio, 2002

 

                    ¨Line is the footprint of a point that can't keep still". Actually, if we concede

                    that this brief, humorous and mildly poetic definition is right (and why not?)

                    -just as *Ramon proposes us- we find that the point in motion breeds lines.

                    A more or less hyperactive point, that draws as it rushes busily through the

                    plane and/or the space, innumerable roads and ways.

 

                        In reality, sensu stricto, line doesn't exist in nature, it is only about meeting

                    -in some cases failure to meet- and confluence between planes. But that

                    shouldn't matter so much to us; geometry is a subject sufficiently serious,

                    boring and reasonable for us to feel the right to ignore it. Besides, it's already

                    known that from Oscar Wilde on, nature imitates art. I am sure that some

                    of these thoughts were cooking in Jacinto Moros' own head, when he

                    decided to start drawing -with lines- in the space.

 

                        What he is really trying to do with his work is: to take the visual minutes of

                    the road that this unruly and unsettled point describes; to show that nature

                    is mistaken and that line, like a frozen and motionless journey, can exist

                    if we really feel like it. Like a plastic prestidigitator, he tries to catch with

                    material that mobile itinerary, that anxious and dynamic zigzag which can

                    be a line in the air.

 

                        In the genesis of his sculptures, we perceive a certainly close relationship,

                    a brotherhood of formal intentions with painting and drawing. It's not

                    by chance that Moros started his artistic trajectory as a painter. In this way

                    these works are like drawings in the space, like brush-strokes of color that

                    rebel against their bidimensional destiny and long for a new 3-D body.

                    The dramatic and tortured sediment that lives in many of these pieces,

                    and that however, doesn't prevent them from giving off a lyric and

                    harmonious taste, doubtless has something to do with this titanic struggle

                    to grow in space and escape from the flat tyranny of the plane. Pieces

                    that are like notes in a diary, like letters of a binnacle notebook that

                    indicate the direction to follow, mapped on paper, and which will

                    finish acquiring -literally- a tridimensional body. A body that maintains

                    a constant state of liquid mobility: a solid stream of fluid wood that

                    floats, stops and, then again, goes on rising from the foundation of the

                    base.

 

                        There are no straight lines, they all are paths and routes curving through

                    streets of the air. Bends, curves, turns, loops, twists, meanders, foreshortenings,

                    prances and warps. A vegetable dance of roots, trunks and branches,

                    straightening and dancing in search of the food of light and the sun of

                    volume.

 

                        It's not a coincidence that -given this reflection of the plant's secret

                    world- wood has to be the material that exclusively shapes this work.

                    The noble lineage of wood, with its veins and arteries of petrified sap,

                    like perfect flesh and skin. Ebony, maple, ash, rosewood... colors and

                    smells which evoke the sleepy melodies of enchanted woods. Surely this

                    tangled and curved will which possesses them, can not be translated into

                    other materials, except maybe forged iron. But even the metallic line

                    tamed by the forging through a music of strokes and fire, wouldn't manage

                    to represent the air of lightness that he gets with these sculptures.

                    His thorough technique of work, on the basis of patiently sticking multiple

                    and very thin veneers of wood, as if they were the layers and stratums

                    of a vegetable and millenary archaeology, awards them equally that

                    bearable lightness, this air of filigree and lineal sparks, which as soon

                    it rises with nervous gesture up the walls as it twists and twists again

                    on the table, expectant, and suspended, ready to start other new steps

                    in the air.

 

                        With an art as tactile as the sculpture is, the treatment of the surfaces

                    acquires an undoubted importance. The skin of these works appears

                    to be treated with delicacy, with slow care. That skin which, as Paul Valery

                    pointed out, ends up being transformed into the most profound, reflects

                    a very finished and brightness, a will to take out the intrinsic beauty of the

                    material -in this case, wood- to listen to its "inner music". The polished

                    surfaces, delicately textured with graphite and some light chromatic,

                    insinuations, provoke in the spectator the desire to touch them, which turns

                    out to be the ultimate test for the sculpture. That which is born for the eye

                    also searches for continuity with the extension of the touch.

 

                        After a first look, Jacinto Moros' compositions could appear before

                    our eyes as if they were only abstract objects, deprived of the wish of

                    representation. However, they are forms which equally could apply

                    Brancusis' words to: "...that thing they call abstract, it's the most realistic

                    one, because what is real, is not the outside but the idea, the essence

                    of the things".  Essences that are converted into figurative echoes,

                    convulsive, dancing and curled bodies which get twisted, raised,

                    confused, stretched and coiled in a dance of lines, in a authentic spatial

                    choreography. They are enchanted snakes too, spirals of smoke drawn

                    by an idle cigarette, solidified acoustic waves, colored ribbons thrown

                    in the air by some invisible girl, capricious columns of a vegetable

                    architecture, wooden bandages for treating the injuries of the wind...

 

                                                                                        FRANCISCO CARPIO

                  

           Like an extended poem in the air

           

           José Marín-Medina, 2004

 

                   In spring of 2004, an outdoor sculpture exhibition was held in

                   The Gardens of Luxemburg in Paris. It was a project

                   in the format of “sculpture country”, entitled:

                   L´eloge de la nature (Tribute to Nature).

                   Jacinto Moros was among twenty four guest artists.

                  

                   More than a sculpture in itself, his work Movimientos líquidos,

                   (Liquid Movements), was the creation of a sculptorical landscape.

                   It ascertained an occupation, an individual sensitivity to space,

                   a refined use of the garden in dealing with energies and shapes

                   of Nature through a wooden structure made up of eight pieces,

                   gradually joined by the passing of the contemplating eye, and dominated

                   by the sinuosity of its wavy lines.

 

                  Its unfolding raised and expanded in the air like an extended poem,

                  a poem of baroque spirit that tries to enter into an unlimited space

                  and make accessible the infinite, that is, the mystery lost

                  in infinite chaos. This same concept of a sculpture being

                  built like a poem written as lines developing in the air,

                  situating the piece in that elegant and interesting limit

                  of where design, sculpture, architecture and, even painting,

                  are -a territory of discord between the autonomous sculptorical object

                  and the story of bodies and energies at constant mutation-,

                  I say that poetry itself is the one that we now see encourage

                  the works of the exhibition that May Moré Gallery has dedicated to

                  Jacinto Moros in Madrid in this winter of 2005.  It is about insistent

                  works on the peculiar fugitive drift that characterizes

                  the present baroque, the neobaroque.

 

                  Of course, Jacinto Moros can enroll in the present generation

                  of sculptors we call neobaroque, those who since the end of 1980 decade,

                  keep their sight pointed to a double and antagonist direction:

                  the one of the open process by the new geometrical abstraction

                  (postminimalism) and the one that recovers the attention to baroque,

                  understanding “the baroque” not like a style or way that belongs and

                  characterizes a specific period of the history, but like an aesthetic category

                  or formal quality produced and still producing along all the process

                  of our culture.

 

                  As far as we know since Omar Calabrese in his known book

                  L´etá neobarocca, 1987- Castilian edition, La era neobarroca, 1989

                  (Neobaroque Era, 1989)- analyzed how “the neobaroque is a time air

                  (turbulent, fluctuant and instable time) that invades many cultural

                  phenomenon throughout all knowledge fields. They make them

                  familiar to each other, but, simultaneously, they differentiate them

                  from other cultural phenomenon from a more or less recent past. (...).

                  That consists in the search of forms referred to the lost of the integrity,

                  the globality, the tidy systematization, in exchange of the instability,

                  the poli-dimensionality and the mutability”.

 

                  Following this direction, in J. Moros´ work, we see to mix the cold

                  aesthetic of the formal reduction and the geometrical language,

                  with the will of baroque spirit, fold, labyrinth, metamorphosis state

                  and the excess of the baroque spirit.

 

                  J. Moros´ work is developed between both domains, establishing

                  a peculiar dynamic balance, at the same time it keeps an ambivalent

                  feeling between the structural geometrical forms and the need

                  of representing the referred theme, what in this exhibition in May Moré,

                  is -as the title of the show declares- Drawn Energy.

                  

                  The bottom line that presently runs the process in Jacinto Moros, is the one

                  that captures energy movements, adapting the matter and

                  turning the movement into solid. Before, the interest was centred on

                  taking the form of images, the kinetic energy of the liquid shapes,

                  forming into solid materials. The dynamic or force system of the

                  air running is now the energetic referent. The artist tries to turn it into

                  a practically pure movement and into a rhythm, a rhythmical spatial flow,

                  a “liquid rhythm” -in the sculptor’s words-.

 

                  These works transpire a naturalness sensation that corresponds

                  with a great simplicity treatment of the means that are applied.

                  “Simplicity” is a term we need to stop by.

                  We continuously say about a thing that it is simple when

                  it has got less body than others of their kind. In that sense,

                  Jacinto Moros´sculpture stands out by its simplicity, given

                  its aerial character. It consists of a light structure of flexible

                  materials (sheets or thin strips of vegetal fibers) that grow up

                  and adjust in the space, marked by the rhythm of fixed energies.

                  However, this simplicity and lightness of means doesn’t deny the long

                  process of its elaboration.

 

                  The material has been and keeps being an important plastic element

                  in J. Moros´ work, who knows very well that Art consists in a conceptual core

                  and a vision. Now then, in order to formulate that concept and vision

                  as an art work, it is precise to choose materials that embody it, and to apply them

                  a fixed technicality, in consideration of the aim that it is pursued.

 

                  The avant-garde sculptors´ declared preference for materials of industrial

                  kind moves the modern sculptors away from materials as warm and expressive

                  as wood, whose carving counts on the origins of the sculptural act itself.

                  There are, however, specific practices that testify the singular role that

                  wood has played in the modern process of the sculpture, from the fixed

                  constructions -many of them polychromed- cubists, futurists, Dadaists

                  and expressionists carried out in the decade of 1910 by Picasso, Laurens,

                  Archipenko, Lipchitz, Fortunato Depero, Giacomo Balla, Vladimir

                  Baranoff-Rossiné, Arp, Brancusi, Kurt Schwitters and Kirchner.

                  At the same time, and regarding the modernity sculpture

                  in Spain, during the last years a series of renewals sculptors

                  have made wooden works, such as Eduardo Chillida, Moisés Villelia,

                  Navascués, Camín, Ibarrola, Adolfo Schlosser, Mitsuo Miura, José Ramón

                  Anda y Francisco Leiro. In the same line, but with characters of his own,

                  only his, the proposal of Jacinto Moros now counts.

 

                  The singularity of Moros as for the material, is born from the fact that,

                  since the beginning, he built the laminated work without a clear

                  perception of its stratified layers, after this, he has continuously created

                  laminated bodies, usually combined in layers of ash, ebony,

                  palisandro and coloured wood. Throughout this technique,

                  he produces a band of wood whose profile makes evident the variety

                  of texture and, all over, of colour components, at the same time

                  it visually vibrates in a particular way. Being everything manual,

                  Jacinto Moros now resorts the presence of the “formica” to underline

                  the industrial concept that is in his poetry. With that so sophisticated

                  procedure and with the effect of occasionally painting in oils the surfaces

                  of the strip with bright colours, he gets to come near and to make

                  the concepts of sculpture, painting and design talk. In the same way,

                  the artist projects aerial, crystalline architectures and imaginary

                  landscapes whose drawings represent ways of water flows and directions

                  of air running with these laminated works, getting the sculptures

                  to be metaphor of the time process and of the transformation.

                 

                  Sculpture of rhythmic and architectural order - where we can find

                  a cycle of small formats inspired by the shapes of famous constructions,

                  such as the outside of the Guggenheim Museums of New York and Bilbao-,

                  and sculpture, in the same way, inspired by a formal information

                  of natural energies, Jacinto Moros´ works shape harmonious bodies

                  dominated by the free space, by the hollow of drawing lines in constant

                  mutation, written as abstract deeply musical symphonies, integrated

                  by different and subtle layers of matter, so light they sway and vibrate as a sound,

                  a tight silence in time, as a silent music referred to Universe laws.

                  Intangible expression, they are works that gravitate in the Nature Pole,

                  keeping a concept of opening out in the space, as well as a purpose

                  of polisensorial exploration, knowing that -as Einstein said

                  - “the space manifestation can not be separated from the bodies”.

 

                                                                       JOSÉ MARÍN-MEDINA