We don’t know much about Naro Pinosa, except that his brilliant collages speak for himself.
A shy and concise description can be found on his Instagram profile: bradycardiac, censored and determined are the three words designated to be the key to his tangled subconscious. He also says that he lives on the 14th floor: a privileged position from which he looks at our contemporary culture and redefines it through the use of clever overlappings and ingenious assemblies. No more words are necessary to elevate him at the level of a valid artist of our ages.
Naro’s worlds are fashion, sex and art mixed together in an image that is simple and well balanced at first sight; the artist’s uniqueness is enclosed in the strength of expression that the viewers perceive: shock, oddity, embarrassment, discomfort. Adonis’ sculpture icons are combined with perfect bodies of male models, fashion items and sexual references not hidden intentionally. Blasphemy is behind the corner: Mother Mary and Jesus Christ are witnesses of passions and attractions; erotism and homosexuality are freely legitimized in a vortex of excitement.
Faces and body parts flow into seas, galaxies and flowers; metamorphosis into animals and objects are completed. Works of art become urban while ordinary things acquire dignity of the past, downplaying its severity. The only thing to do is to dive into Pinosa’s universe and be inebriated by it.
Article by Marina Lepori