Chronicle of a flight of imagination fully anchored in reality.
Last week-end I accepted a lift from a friend and traveled to Porto. Saturday after lunch I walked to the rua Miguel Bombarda, where most of the city art galleries are located, to see some art, not sure if they would be open. I asked for informations in a café and was told that at about 4pm there would be oppening exhibitions in all galleries! Unexpectedly I was in for a real art feast (plus cookies and port wine). The people in charge of the galleries were kind enough to let me take photos at the art. That afternoon I felt like an amateur Alan Bamberger.
Next are some photos (I should have taken more, but the battery in my camera went out) of that memorable day. Scrol down and click to enlarge.
Among the art galleries there was this temporary shop on the second floor of an old building, selling good quality, formerly very expensive clothes at a fraction of the original price. I bought this shirt with a quote by JFK inside the collar! (It can´t be seen outside). Is this conceptual art, or what?
Outside looking in.
Outside looking out.
These are paintings by Rogerio Silva. They remind me of Neo Rauch, but without the feeling of threat and latent violence from lands of central Europe. I like them.
I saw this drawing by walter hugo mãe.
This photo was taken in rua Miguel Bombarda. Aparently the show in this gallery was a blast.
Fractals for housewives. This could be the name for an avant-garde film.
The famous stairs inside the famous Lello bookstore.
On the streets of Porto.
Street art from the early XXIst century, in and around rua Miguel Bombarda.
Street art from the early XXth century.
This mix media paintings by Pedro Quintas are great. He took photographs of the paint tins in his studio, printed them on canvas and painted on them.
My pick of the day are this geometric clean wooden scupltures by Jeanine Cohen. They hang 1cm from the wall, and the inside surfaces are painted with vivid colors that project a soft glow on the white wall, as if they had small lamps (people kept looking for some small light bulbs against the wall). They remind me of Mondrian, and I would definetly like to have one. They look better live.