Erotic and disturbing, Yoan Capote’s oeuvre is a record of an unstoppable act of discovery and colonization of the essences of the world. As if he was confined in the jaws of the Platonic cave, he molds, in an enormous work of translation, the inaccurate appearance of things. He is a poet of elusiveness, there is no doubt, and his ruse is incomprehensible. His thinking flows relentless as a spring, sweeping with it the existential memory of mankind. His oeuvre is always amazing, frightening, and it provokes other’s lingering gaze and thinking.
He is a scholar who uses the inaccurate language of art instead of words, and he dares to challenge the fellow man, striking harder each time. Sensuality is so powerful in his procedures that it hurts, so magnanimous that it is imposed as a vision and a renewed appearance of things; so lucid that it frightens. This desecrater of preset-day nonsense mythologies does not know the limits yet, the rule or the scapulary of reason, and he shows astuteness by tickling them and getting a spurious laugh out of their rough and deflated ribs. Only in the bunch of images emanating from his hands and effort it is possible to find sensibility and the intellect wallowing in an ingenuous orgasm. Then the thirsty, arresting and expectant body of the human being that receives exalted such flow, suffers deep inside his visceral invasive, disturbing, furious musings. This is a relentless vastness which translates the universe and its revolts into feelings as powerful as inaccurate.
“The world is full of objects, more or less interesting; I don’t want to add anything else, I simply prefer to affirm the existence of things (…)” conceptual artist Douglas Huebler said once. On the other hand, Capote strives to activate, not the existence of the absolute realm of the immovableness, but that of the unexplored terrain of human subjectivity, its ability to react, its creative force, its eminently sensorial side. His biggest contribution to the reflection and contemporary art was the redemption of human nature in its immanent content.