TEN ARTISTS FOR TEN YEARS
Eduard Sánchez Ribot I –III
Olya Oleinic IV–VII
David Luraschi VIII –XI
Luis Úrculo XII –XV
Nicolas Kern XVI –XIX
Jay Daniel Wright XX–XXI
Yago Castromil XXII –XXIII
Oscar Grøner XXIV–XXVII
Aurielle Marie XXVIII –XXIX
a light with no end
in the corner of the room, a spark of imagination unbridled by wire. unspoken art. electric rendering.
satin swallowed line and its tender kindred flame, not yet hollowed by the dark. hallowed by light. yet, not simply light.
vivid smolder. radiant gleam. impossible balance and audacious, glow. good for the long day or the slender evening magic. the work
of the witching hour. not simply light, but the warmth of a room, the cool brass touch of a masterpiece. coy architectural genius,
glass globe holding the world against a dream. impossible life, impossible trick of effulgence. and yet, some glint of chrome, some dimmed auburn halo floods a wooden floor and suddenly the room is a kind of paradox. held captive by the pure joy–
a line meets a lumen and becomes galvanic. more than a wild slant of metal, more than unstable sequencing.
the kind of brilliance one makes a home with. the center of celestial orbit. and who has ever lived a life without knowing
at least one twilight held by a lone lamp, some late solitude searching for a silhouette of dignity. a daring migration. iconic
suspension. the kind of light we all need, but don’t know how to ask for. an invitation of industrial belonging, a pendant of identity. intricacy. grace.
finally, beauty that brings the bare walls alive. at the end of the journey, an incandescent figure welcomes you into the room. not simply light, no.
not simply a lamp. not a mere bulb and baton. beyond the invention of brass, surpassing shape and material. innovation, taking the form of
illumination, here. dextere and determined to shine. a statement of place. a demand of ownership. a command to come in from the night.
every life deserve this kind of light. this quality of power, to build a room with. to gold a house. to journey home toward, diffuse the lonely night. to balance
the opal glow and electric chrome. a dance of metal and meaning. not simply light, but life. all done in a room, filled with it. inspired by it.
just like us. like you. like me. waking up a room. coming alive. coming home.
