Alexis Leyva Machado (Kcho)Untitled, from the series Melancolía, 2016
Mixed media on cardboard, 200 x 152 cm.
Held by Strings of Illusions…
On a sea of dripping ink, that man shaped the uselessness of a propeller. The imperceptible sound of the birds accompanied the apparent levitating of the antlers, and from then on the abandonment reached an unknown port. Ephemeral rest and unstable safety, all hanging on strings of illusions. Maybe it’s the brave ones, maybe the cowards. The answer does not matter, as there are no enough profiles to establish dichotomies. Once again the island artist reaches the essence, the complex core that contradicts the feelings.
Master in his art and stubborn in his signs, Alexis Leyva Machado (Kcho) spills the watercolor and tilts the cardboard to create a highly expressive blasting effect. The water-diluted colors overlap and show the contrasting transparencies of the pink and blue tones. Cold and warm, so different in concept and at the same time so united by the will of the artist. Won’t the sensations before the trip be just as opposite? Won’t the complexities of the surroundings melt them? The surface of the painting then breaks out into a dynamic and sharp stroke which suggests shapes and at the same time blurs them. Wooden cogs united by a central axis that deals with a dissimilar but shared reality.
A scene where the symbols embodied unequivocally allude to the absence of others; attractive game in which it is necessary to infer meanings through the association of elements; pictorial synthesis that activates analysis springs and explores areas of human existence; Kcho’s artistic praxis, from the distinctive peculiarities of his speech, shows the infinite richness of knowledge and abundance of all possible realities.
They say that nothing escapes the imagination and it seems that in the creative universe of Kcho this happens. The lines are there and the chromatic stains too, but nothing matters by itself or exists independently. It is a matter of living the experience of art, of being carried away by the torrent of signs that makes us feel and think about the useless palettes of a ship.