The theme of beauty does not end, any consideration of it only opens the way to debate. Moreover, the subjectivity of beauty does not need verification. It is a truth we must accept and acknowledge that the earth rotates on itself and around the sun, but with that line then we should explain the reasons for this assumption.
is how the creator of an art object, whether painting, sculpture or any other manifestation of the art exercise its full sovereignty to create, without waiting el cuestionamiento de los posibles admiradores o detractores de ella. El artista no espera convencer a nadie con su creación, le basta con la satisfacción de verla terminada, de saberse un creador, y sólo apuesta a que la misma sea al menos perdurable o trascendente.
El ser humano como destinatario de la obra creativa, está siempre sujeto a su condición subjetiva de considerar, según su criterio y apreciación, si algo es o no hermoso. Con ello busca confrontar la creación artística con lo qué ella expresa y cómo lo expresa. Un antagonismo sin razón, ya que el acto mismo de la creación enciende de por sí las luces para la comprensión del objeto creado, más allá de lo que los ojos del observer capture in the works. Behind it an essence that is given by the author, his creative breath.
All these thoughts and considerations were a whirlwind one my head, but upon entering Fernando Botero Museum, located in Bogota, they took a course of placidity to works that broke with what until recently seemed to govern the fees what forms of the human figure could be considered classic beauty.
If it is true that in Renaissance painting and the stylized Botticelli virgin, contrasted with the figures filled with Rubens, the elongated forms of Modigliani, or deformed, almost skeletal from El Greco to modern times had not submitted a work as large and varied to follow the pattern of the round as a aesthetics, whatever the object painted, drawn or carved.
A museum entrance we received a huge hand that already makes it clear that this is a concept of beauty that is unparalleled. In successive rooms are drawn or sculpted women, men, horses, cats, other animals, objects. All under the reign of roundness, the exaggeration in the pursuit of the curves, a symphony sung from deep with the severity of a requiem for all that it resembles stylized.
On entering one room became my joy complacency bordering on insanity. There she was, and particular version of the genius of Botero Nude Maja, with its huge belly shamelessly displaying stored fat, your breasts are two brackets, divided by a line, as if it has drawn a huge B lying. Sinuous hip like mountains emerge refused to stop sex just hinted, as a spot to carelessness. Oranges, very round off the pestle. She lying across the width of the bed wearing a tuft upholstery, and the half smile that seems to think if you eat or not.
The view and appreciation of the brilliant work broke all negative paradigms could not hold against the beauty of obesity and fatness. Look at those curves scattered without to miss the aesthetic sense led me to believe there was a total independence between what for some is beautiful and the work created. Nobody in their right mind would deny that the view of those meat displayed in all its immensity, were not a gift for good taste, without prejudice to the antipode which may mean changing the model of ideal beauty.
A creative sensitivity Botero also gives an added value, so it meant overturning values \u200b\u200bthought to be universal, and give them a twist, it looks to create this revolutionary new, original and with his own style.
Personally, I swelled with pride. No longer had to resort to cliché and tired of inner beauty to be satisfied with the figure itself, was now visible and reliable endorsement from all his work admired, respected and important of Fernando Botero. Gone are the disciples
Osmel in his mad race for a crown eating only tuna and lettuce. In less than an hour, this universal Colombian gave me the passport to happiness. It is no longer a matter of settling on a situation, although it may change, requires the sacrifice and perseverance, the temporality of life leads us to believe at times, it lacks the merit to undertake the new course.
Upon leaving there as he leaves the temple in which he has atoned for the sins me a glass door back reflection of my image and a thought crossed my mind: Thank Botero.
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