Works:
Liz Ramos-Prado is paired with Gitanjali Kolanad and to read the poem "What’s left" that was inspired by "Night" and other poems, visit Gitanjali.
Artist
Statement:
Imposed, sudden solitude. A moment for self-reflection allowed, for the imagination. A granted period of time to self indulge, to wander, and get lost in the labyrinth of the mind. A constant, uninterrupted state of silence that grants the opportunity to listen just the sound of your own thoughts and to run wild in the world of ideas, imagination, dreams, and desires. The ephemeral gift to escape from the trap of reality, logic, and rationality. Life as a dream, a dream that may become reality. Those memories already - reality and dreams - get confused, entwined, diffuse more every day, difficult to recognize what was real or not, they become one. After all, what is life if it is not a constant chaotic, confusing, crazy, and amazing dream?
We human beings are naturally social
creatures, aiming for connections, company, and interaction. In the beginning,
this forced period of isolation was probably seen as the perfect scenario to
allow plenty of time to concentrate, to get inspired, and to get things done.
Isolating and blocking ourselves for a while, (most of the artists are used to
a period of self-imposed isolation), from external distractions can actually
ignite creative ideas, give a sense of order and control, and embolden our human
spirits. This time was different, getting focused, and getting things done was
actually a real challenge.
The abrupt change from the noisy, busy, hectic days, to an unusual constant quietness, certainly provided an extraordinary state of silence which allowed to listen and to perceive what normally was overlooked, ignored, taken for granted. The sound of the wind, the raindrops hitting the window glass, the chirp of the birds. Even sometimes, in those very quiet, hot, and sunny Summer afternoons in my studio in London, I was able to listen to my own breath and if just blocking my right ear with the index finger, I could listen to my heartbeats. The beloved noisy world was replaced for a solemn, quiet, strange silent life. The world was different already.
This new world came with a strong sense of
timelessness. A sensation of being present, a need to observe ordinary and
simple things with new eyes. The silent reality invited to reflect and to
discover alternative meanings for everything. First about the surroundings,
then inevitably within the self.
This series of drawings depicts the intense
urge of the dialogue with the self. The eagerness and the need to create a deep
connection with the inner feelings and thoughts. By situating the characters in
a state of self-contemplation like observing themselves in mirrors, a new world
emerges. A new labyrinthine world made of contrasted, diametrically opposed
imaginary conversations and sentiments. A world that despite all the efforts
still remain strange, distanced, and uncertain.
You can reach Liz Ramos-Prado at:
The first time I wrote to Gita was as a response to one of her articles about dance and young devadasis, and asking her permission to paint the photo of a young girl whose look was so intriguing and enigmatic that I had to paint her. She, of course, agreed and we have been friends since then. An awesome co-incidence is that Gita has made it to the Longlist of TATA Literature Live! Book of the Year Award! for her work ‘Girl Made of Gold’ and that is about devadasis too. She was also part of my Collateral community video project that I was part of in 2016 Kochi Muziris Biennale, under Kashi Art Gallery. She had even come down to see the Biennale with her fractured palm. Later in 2018 again during the Biennale, she had visited with her friends to one of the group shows I was part of. Every time we met, it was wonderful. Like German, Liz was also part of “It's all Sqaure” that happened in Dubai hosted by thejamjar gallery and organized by The Domino. Most of her works done during those phase stuck with me particularly the ones she had done on boards. Current ones are all on moleskine. I have met Liz scarcely; however, her works brimming with internal dialogues and sentiments are a delight.
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