So today commenced Art Week in Lima.
I visited the Museum of Art of Lima where I saw ceramics dating back as far as 400 BC, to paintings in native Cuzquena, and European influence from the fifteenth century, up to contemporary art.
On the bottom grounds there is currently a visiting exhibition from Berlin titled QUOBO Art from Berlin 1989 to 1999. Again, sometimes when seeing similar type of modern, pop, or abstract art, it occasionally merits the question….what the….
This basically contained one pool table, one tent, a slide picture show of faces of men and women in their early twenties simply staring into the camera. A wall filled with framed wire, simply twisted in random shapes, and a colossal construction made of connected foam flowers .
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When I encounter similar art form here and elsewhere, I get the feeling that one would find a more profound artistic expression when carefully scrutinizing a sheet of soiled toilet paper.
My favorite piece, above, is by Luis Montero titled ¨ The Burial of Atahualpa¨ 1826 to 1869. It is actually wall size, oil on canvas. I am sorry you cannot appreciate from such a small frame the anguish in the faces of the women, as one is restrained by her hair, or that of the child. I was entraced by this painting, as I stood in front of it for some time, drinking in every detail.
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