After my saturday spent at Made London in Marylebone I decided to make a trip to the Saatchi before I headed back to Cardiff. When ever I visit London I am always in need to see the Saatchi as i absolutely love their contemporary artists, even from a young age of 12 I have gone to the saatchi at least twice a year during their new exhibitions. The curation, lay-out and presentation of work is very unique. Very simplistic yet altered to other gallery.
This work strike me as literally process art. The artist is exposing the world behind their painting, how their created, what’s consumed in the time of making(beer). Seeing the parts inbetween the start and the finish.
Installations of hundreds of sculptures representing fifty centimetre long ants take over public buildings. Their bodies are made up by the assembling of two human skull casts as if the Santa Marta-born artist were attempting to summon death in life. An incredible piece of work. From different distances and angles the work makes you feel many different things such as repulsion, sadness and happiness.
“Ants being usually associated with hard labour and a complex social organization are turned into phantasms of the disappeared, ghost like figures that have acquired the capacity to take over national monuments. Gómezbarros previously deployed his legion of ants onto historical buildings such as Quinta de San Pedro Alejandrino – the haçienda where Simón Bolívar spent his final days – as well as Barranquilla’s customs building.
In Bogotá, he invaded a commercial gallery with one thousand polyester cast creatures and covered the National Congress’s stone façade, his most meaningful attempt to address the national security policies that endorsed a violent status quo for decades.
Entitled Casa Tomada, the work makes a very particular reference to a short story by Argentine writer Julio Cortázar, in which the inhabitants of a large mansion become invaded by elusive presences announced solely by muted sounds. In the context of these public art interventions, the metaphor reminds the viewer what Cortázar himself declared shortly before passing away: unless a country buries its dead, they will always be remembered as ghosts in the attic.”