BIZCO 6 by Bizco Magazine

BIZCO Art Magazne No.6 (Junio-Julio 2011) es

Number six, considered perfect by

una revista bimestral con fines de difusión artística, diseñada y editada por Víctor Martínez y Icetrip Estévez en Méxicco, Distrito Federal.

Euclides for being equal to the sum of its divisors (1, 2, 3), is most imperfect according to the Bible. Such controversy is the (im)perfect frame for another bizco (crosseyed) project. In this occasion we present the works of Laura Marte´s urban intervention, Catalan artist that inverts the perverse game of advertising that monopolizes the possibility of landscape obstructing it. The Monochrome and turbulent compositions of Lorena Orozco bomb us with messages of structural collapse in its Chronicles of the Absurd series. More simulacrum dressed of feathers and much attitude in Eduardo Aguado’s travesti portraits of the pride gay fest. Furthermore to dry out the glance in the photographic essay of Lima, Peru by the German artist Franziska Agrawal. Argentinian-German artist Cora de Lang shares with us her refreshing essay on the bottled water and Olivia Vivanco reveals an opera of light (our cover) with phantasmagorical decay of a magnificent ruined cinema. A disturbing series about the warehouses of the Museum of Natural History, Icetrip shows us what is hidden, a plastic wrapped animal collection, the specimens preserved by science to explain the life beyond death. Leopoldo Ordoñez directs our sight to a series of surface tensions that shows an incisive emotional abstraction leading to attend the feast of meat in Hortensia Ramirez work Perversions, a photographic series created confessionally to produce a roulette of playful divination. We culminate this volume with the intervention of the Russian artist T-Radya who makes a tribute to the poet Joseph Brodsky in a magnificent location that submerges in water as who submerges in a poem words. We finalize, as always, with another attack of the Critical Bear hoping that you enjoy this muldireccional collection of voracious images.

www.bizcomagazine.com Contacto: bizcomagazine@gmail.com Portada: “Cine Opera” Olivia Vivanco Contraportada: “Km. 23” Franziska Agrawal

T-Radya, serie “Facebook/Brodsky”

CAMUFLAJES Laura Marte

Los Camuflajes son una representaciรณn del paisaje contemporรกneo, un simulacro de aquello que hay detrรกs del panel publicitario, que ya no existe por su propia condiciรณn de ocultaciรณn (versus publicidad) lauramarte2@gmail.com www.lauramarte.com

CAMUFLAJES

The Camouflage Series represents the contemporary landscape, a simulacrum of what is behind the advertisement board that no longer exist, hidden by its own condition of the unseen (versus publicity).

Laura Marte

CAMUFLAJES

Laura Marte

CRÃ&#x201C;NICA DEL ABSURDO Lorena Orozco Quiyono

kyono@arscite.org www.arteven.com/lorena_orozco_quiyono.htm

CRÃ&#x201C;NICA DEL ABSURDO - Lorena Orozco Quiyono

INmujerts Eduardo Aguado

Marcha del orgullo LGTB 2010

eduardoaguado@gmail.com

INmujerts - Eduardo Aguado

LIMA A MIL Franziska Agrawal

franziagrawal@gmail.com www.franziskaagrawal.com www.chundo.de

Bienvenidos a la Planicie. Las Brisas 2009

El desierto habita en la ciudad Y no es enteramente el recuerdo de sus antiguos terremotos, ni la sequedad de sus cielos áridos, que nunca llueven; no son estas cosas las que hacen de la impasible Lima, la ciudad más triste y extraña que se pueda imaginar. Sino que Lima ha tomado el velo blanco, y así acrecienta el horror de la angustia. HERMAN MELVILLE Moby Dick, cap. XXVIII

Perro Peruano. Ate Vitarte 2008

Cada día mejor. Chorrillos 2009

Construyendo PerĂş. Barrios Altos, 2009

El Perro. Panamericana Sur 2008

87% desierto. Pachacamac 2008

92% ciudad. Santa Anita 2009

Escalera No 1123-06. Cieneguilla 2008

Futuro incierto. Ate Vitarte 2008

Morro Solar. Lima 2009

A G U A

Cora de Lang In the supermarket a large ISLAND of water containers catches my eyes, one stands close to the other like a threatened army. This sensation I took home in the morning. Returning to the super market in the afternoon the island had melted away; in the space now threatened to become entirely empty busy employees struggled to set up a new island - of new water bottles against the odds of a permanent grasp of hands to snatch bottles away as soon as they were nicely placed. The same occurred day after day, because water is no longer a commodity flowing in rivers, being drawn out of fountains or of water tabs. Our minds were conditioned about in what kind of containers one can expect pure water: in plastic bottles! Me too bought the large water bottles. When I was ready to drop the empty shells in the recycling container I realized I could transform them by alienation from their normal disposal fate. My art work is done with the recollected and transformed large water containers bought over the time of 2 months while in Spain. In wanted to stop at least for a while the recycling process and use the break for an artistic expression by modifying this plastic for water into plastic for art, changing a totally utilitarian object into a subversive proposal: No more water would wet their surface, no more suggestion that this is an icon of modern hydration and in the same time a fancy accessory. Once cuts, and structure come into this plastic world the viewer is challenged to re-evaluate and re-consider his conviction about pure water containers, he is invited to join in for a journey of aesthetics twisted by awareness or vice versa. In the big two oceans of this planet (Atlantic and Pacific) there are so called Trash Islands that are continuously growing, a slow moving gyre of ten million miles square, almost twice the size of the USA and bigger than Africa! I am talking of disposed water bottles and other plastic that would need an estimated time of 450 years to disintegrate. This ,however, wouldnt mean that it will disappear, it remains as plastic polymers and eventually yield individual molecules of plastic too tough for any organics to digest. I realize how difficult it is to move against the current. How can we stop all this craziness that is killing our waters and species? If we go on doing this, we will all become plastic beings and maybe one day somebody will recycle us too.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eL77as3M4VM coradelang@gmail.com www.coradelang.com

AGUA - Cora de Lang

Gotas Plรกsticas

AGUA - Cora de Lang

Acqua seca

CINE Ă&#x201C;PERA Olivia Vivanco olivia.vivanco@gmail.com http://oliviavivanco.blogspot.com/ http://oliviavivanco.carbonmade.com/

Cine Ă&#x201C;pera - Olivia Vivanco

MUSEO DE HISTORIA NATURAL Icetrip icetrip@gmail.com www.icetrip.com

Museo de Historia Natural - Icetrip

EMOTIONAL SURFACES Leopoldo OrdoÃ±ez

leopoz@me.com http://www.flickr.com/photos/pulpolux

The limit of my patience

Cute thing floating

Blue Chaos

Ready to Sink

Modulus IV

The refutation of the principles

My Personal Bubble Chamber

Transactional analysis

Finding my Way

PERVERSIONES

Proyecto de

Hortensia Ramírez Fotografía

Mónica Naranjo hortensiaramirez9@hotmail.com

FACE BOOK / BRODSKY T-Radya

photos by Ivan Kleymenov xradyax@gmail.com http://t-radya.com

“All my poems are more or less about the same thing – about Time. About what time does to Man” Joseph Brodsky

water in the river is more like the oil

He is drawn by a syringe, drop by drop. Medicines, poisons, drugs, they all demand to be accurate. But accuracy of the words is more important.

Face book / Brodsky. I am into Brodsky these days. I canâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t make my mind about his poems. How did he manage to write them - How could he capacitate it all? It seems as if not words entered him, but he penetrated the words in themselves. When I recite his words a desire rises in me to recline in a river, lie under water, under a river - beneath the bottom of the river. A desire to get underneath the line, between the letters and into the page. In as much water is omnipresent in the world, this portrait is everywhere. In every town, on every mug, everywhere - are his words.

El Oso Crítico The

Critic Bear

www.vicmardi.com/elosocritico

“A classic example of emergent art”

“I swear, I love you for what is inside of you”

“That shit again?”