curated by Marcio e Mara Fainziliber, Maria Laet and Bernardo de Souza
Alexandre Furcolin Filho
Anna Costa e Silva
David Bert Joris Dhert
Guerreiro do Divino Amor
Rafael Abdala e Jessica Goes (PROTOVOULIA)
At the end of an inglorious year, impacted by constant tides of disastrous events in Brazil and the World, another year follows, marked, even before its start, by political and economic forecasts that do not bode well for the near future of humanity. In this dramatic tone, we proceed in a rhythm of advance and retreat, rocked by crossed signals, a lot of noise and hails of bullets, advancing on the red light of time under imminent risks and danger.
Bathed in a purely artificial paint, the skirmishes at night, day after day, the sun that rises as beautiful as it is terrifying for the residents of Rio – the useless landscape imposes itself relentlessly, independent of that which is felt and processed in the city’s streets, on the tar of the asphalt or the flaming earth. But for how long will Rio de Janeiro continue to be beautiful at the expense of a mistreated population in their scorching routine from sun to sun?
Under the torrid temperatures of a new summer, a Gentil Carioca offers us a show with big surprises: a group of young and not so young artists willing to invade the avenues of 2017 clad in the invigorating artillery of art, invested in the power and creative potency that scares away all evil, revealing horizons and giving new breath to our epic adventure on planet Earth.
This January a new year starts confronted by angels and demons, revealing images of absolute urgency – without filters or make-up – constructing delirious scenarios, of fictional paint, which reveal a world that is still to be understood, imagined, invented and built. But in this world that is a world but that is also not a world, reality and fantasy no longer operate as antipodes, but as complementary fields to engage new spheres of power, love and coexistence. We need to reach what is far and what is close, what is visible and what is unsaid, what has been recorded and what is still to come, all at the same time.
In a cauldron of ingredients and voices that are as dissonant as they are complementary – such is the democracy of bodies and ideas -, the most beautiful alchemy, the elixir of life, the height of joy, the antidote to mundane ideas and the anti-monotony poison are produced. As between the snakes and the lizards of the past year a new man must arise, sometimes hybrid, sometimes mutant, sometimes scientific, in others poetic, ugly and beautiful, transgressor or peacemaker, but always alert, dynamic, supportive and courageous. We embark fearlessly with focus and euphoria, in the ship of art and the wild at heart, in a carousel of colors, forms, ideas and images that offer grace and sadness, reason and insanity. Armed with compasses and streamers, razors and confetti, we knock down the walls of the past and see the banners of the future, dancing samba and marching in groups of men and women, indians and Alices, gays and transvestites, clones and cyborgs, stopping here and there in a cinema to date, on a corner to hand out leaflets or in a motel to have sex; but soon forging ahead, as there is no more time to lose: ô abre-alas que eu quero passar, ô abre alas que eu quero passar!
Marcio e Mara Fainziliber, Maria Laet e Bernardo de Souza