Monday, April 21, 2014

Tristram Miravalles dissects the pits of his core and tips the light above those that who moral society labels as deviants in “Lethal Dose,” which opens on April 25, 2014 at Ysobel Art Gallery, second floor, Serendra Piazza, Bonifacio High Street, Bonifacio Global City, Taguig.

He is so vulnerable. Man is.

His vulnerabilities grow deep in these times of despair. He walks through a sphere of loneliness, oppression, inequality, shallowness, and ambiguity…hands hanging loose, feet dangling at the edge of uncertainties and melee.

Known for his visual introspection of the dark experiences and struggles, Tristram Miravalles strips man down to his most evil side – a brutally honest exposition of his furtive potentials to destroy the world, others, and his very self. In this third solo exhibit, Tristram dares to dissect the pits of his core and tips the light above those that which moral society labels as deviants.

As the light illuminates each image, the artist and the viewer looks inward, untangling the dark webs of personal downfalls, capital sins, and rotten intentions.

It is as if every figure; every artwork is a mirror and a victim. A mirror which reflects or refracts one’s staged deception, one’s shortcomings seen or unseen. A victim that cries for attention, for healing, for solution… then maybe, just maybe becomes another swallowed memory tucked in man-made dungeons.

“Lust is a malpractice of love. And, love is good.”

Lethal Dose is man’s endless battle against his own enormous desires. Lust, gluttony, crime, obsession, addiction, Messiah syndrome… perhaps, it is man’s vulnerability that keeps him living and at the same time, keeps him dying. Living-dying-living-dying, like a ceaseless loop of pursuing, destroying, repenting, trying, building, annihilating...

A vicious cycle only the best and worst creatures of habit can ever experience. Man.

Tristram lets every vulnerable soul in, painting away their lives, their doomed existence in the eyes of the pointing fingers. He gives the centerstage to those who dance between guilt and guiltlessness. And in every piece of grim existence, he dares to unravel his own frailties.

“The devil is not as black as he is painted.”

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