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Boletti's language::: (PIERRE SANTOS - Belo Horizonte 1999)
Member of ABCA and AICA
What a world is that, inviting, esoteric, unreal, where Guido
Boletti's uncommon language takes us ? And in such a language
where does painting become music, and music poetry ? What a fancy
is that, keeping us in suspense as if taking a dare ?
That's the art of a young Italian, born not far from the Alps,
mature in the expression, musician before painter, a poet now,
looking at the world as a dreamer, feeling it as an artist. That
is the key to his fantastic universe, full of symbols, which,
if decoded, could tell us of mysterious melodies we couldn't but
hear in ecstasy, and of unusual rhythms soothing tempers and showing
the way.
That's the way his language proceeds : on the field, covered just
with coloured combinations, rhythmic cells develop, spontaneously,
as if building a sort of poetic writing drawn from his own experience,
from atavic cultural reminiscences as well as from projections
of a desired future.
There present, past and future mix like notes on an infinite stave,
calling for adventure.
Let's go then. |