I am visiting with Lolita Pralou the new art exhibition of Natalia Serenade, hosted by the Nitroglobus Roof Art Gallery (famous art gallery curated and owned by Dido Haas). It is instructive to visit a gallery in the company of someone because you have the opportunity to understand and explore the point of view of another person. In the case of Lolita, her comments are exquisite and surprising in showing something that you did not pay attention to.
The title of the exhibition is “The color of words not pronounced,” which highlights the theme addressed by the artist Natalia Serenade. Each image represents an occasion in which something has not been said, some emotion has not been transmitted, some observation has been left “to fall.”
How many times it happens to be silent when we could talk. I do not say “due,” because the choice on whether to communicate or not is personal, but it may happen to prefer silence on some occasions.
When we suffer, for example, we tend to gather in a restorative silence, a muteness made of introspection that has a soothing function of our inner sufferings.
Where do the words not spoken go? What is their destiny?
Natalia Serenade imagines that no spoken words flow together in an explosion of colors and images, and help to form a new picture, unpredictable and intangible.
Unpredictable, because the technique used by the artist, which she explains in the introductory notecard, does not allow her to know first what the final result will be.
Intangible because the proposed images do not have defined contours, but are overlaps that give life to sketches of art with undefined features.
Natalia Serenade takes photographs in Second Life® and overlaps them until she gets the result that she feels is right, that makes her satisfied.
Lolita, carefully observing the works of the Serenade, tells me that she does not like the red color very much, but that she can not imagine an artistic work without the red included in it.
She talks, and I think she’s right: I did not consider it, but it’s true.
And while I’m going elsewhere to write, I leave Lolita enchanted to admire the works exhibited at the Nitroglobus Roof Art Gallery.