From the wind / Black Moon

$450.00

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Type: 3 layer screenprint + diamond dust on somerset paper, 250 gms, 100% cotton
Size: 51 x 69.5 cm with deckled edges
Edition: 30
Year: 2018
Signed: Bottom
Print Studio: Ugly Food House

Signed and numbered by the artist
All prints come with their personal certificate signed and dated by the artist and master printer

 

Black Moon

Inspired in the Haiku piece by Santôka, Dokins explores the encounters between Asian and prehispanic Mexican cultures and their coincidences while interpreting nature, transitions, life, and death cycles.

There’s something in the sky’s heart, an energy that makes the wind displace and affect all the things. From the fog or between the waters throwing soil and diamond dust, or perhaps behind a mask moving all the celestial bodies. Possibly is the same energy present when we blow from the inside and transforms breath into the word that connects the alphabets. Sometimes, it edges out the strong choleric torrents which activate the riot and the rising. Is a storm too, that refrains time to come back, where the ruin is a corps palimpsest, where the future is untrue and the past is rubble. There it is, it’s ambivalent nature lies in that uncertainty, where the inert come to live and after a sigh death harbors everything.

 

 

 

 

 

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I walk in the wind's brightness and darkness

Santoka

Type: 3 layer screen print + diamond dust on somerset paper, 250 gms, 100% cotton.

Size: 51 x 69.5 cm with deckled edges Edition: 30 Year: 2018 Signed: Bottom

Print Studio: Ugly Food House

Signed and numbered by the artist All prints come with their personal certificate signed and dated by the artist and master printer. Inspired in the Haiku piece by Santôka, Dokins explores the encounters between Asian and prehispanic Mexican cultures and their coincidences while interpreting nature, transitions, life, and death cycles. There’s something in the sky’s heart, an energy that makes the wind displace and affect all the things. From the fog or between the waters throwing soil and diamond dust, or perhaps behind a mask moving all the celestial bodies. Possibly is the same energy present when we blow from the inside and transforms breath into the word that connects the alphabets. Sometimes, it edges out the strong choleric torrents which activate the riot and the rising. Is a storm too, that refrains time to come back, where the ruin is a corps palimpsest, where the future is untrue and the past is rubble. There it is, it’s ambivalent nature lies in that uncertainty, where the inert come to live and after a sigh death harbors everything.        

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