"[Eye] *uck you Covid-19", 2020. Oil on Canvas, 100 x 120 cm.
It is a constant feeling, an emotion a headache, a sick situation, a war, a challenge with all the translations that have been said and ‘explained’ at this point for a ‘word’ Covid-19. I call this as [Eye] *uck you Covid-19 literary, and these are the authentic and more realistic words I can share with the world at this moment. Through the autonomous anagrammatise and blending of the oily black letters, which are words of different emotions, the creature is standing out. This, can be seen in the [blink] of your eyes accompanied with vibrant, fleshy, nude but the same time, bold and faded colours. The ‘defined’ but mysterious eye; creates an enormous feeling of a monster, a creature, a human being, although the ‘reflection’ directly goes to the viewer. The ‘eggy’ shape you may see, symbolising the new, perhaps the life through the yellow light that comes now. While you are focusing now, I am challenging you to focus to the point where your eyes get [blurred] and with the eyes of a new now, perhaps you could of seeing the human skull…
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GENESIS
Four different, poetical paintings, each one born in a different time and manner, all of them, they are looking to each other and they continue themselves until they become totally different with each other. The ‘beings’ will appear and disappear in each other’s womb but through the genesis, every time will be more mature to leave their painterly environment.
"The Genesis", 2019. Oil on Canvas, 70 x 50 cm
I see a tiny little hand trying to escape the poetry while is tight up with the four edges of the letters. The oily black curvy objects will make you, to turn your head slowly without thinking and by that moment this painting will work from sides, horizontal and vertical. A shadow now will exist and will change the way of seeing the ‘Genesis’, through the abstract blending of the letters. Blue marine colours create a circular point. [S]he tries to awake and arise her/himself through the complexity of the words, while nude colours will fill up the words. Different ‘organic’, ‘curvy’, ‘pointy’, as I said letters, have been composed together in an abstract way which enables me at this moment to recreate the ‘creature’ that poetry pronounced out loud…
"[S]he Reborn", 2020. Oil on Canvas, 70 x 50 cm
[S]he is rising up and focusing
There is a sharp, bold, oily line,
It could be the road it could be the point that I am searching.
I grew up from my womb I reborn,
I see clearly now
I am living in my blank space.
"What it’s been seen;", 2020. Oil on Canvas, 70 x 50 cm
So, what it’s been seen? Inside the ‘Sleepless Poetry’, in an ‘A’, the letter ‘A’ everything has been assembled together. The used of skin and bold colours presented more clearly, he sees with the eyes of a new, the ‘blank’ space that surrounds him…
"Sleepless Poetry", 2020. Oil on Canvas, 70 x 50 cm
[S]he knew,
One day
[S]he will wake up,
[S]he laughed out loud inside her. There is a lot of noise; said
And [s]he was falling again to sleep Although [s]he is moving
Carrying the colour of
Happiness and optimism
Her hand rising up
[S]he is a Sleepless Poetry!
"Homiletic Woman", 2021. Oil on Canvas, 90 x 70cm
A written story and another hidden poetry, creates the being, and there, she arrives the ‘Homiletic Woman’, she has arisen and is looking ahead, moving and focusing, spontaneously, made out of letters. A bold poetry wearing her hat, an organic and giant, with shades of purple, red, yellow and it’s endless as the small light circle, swirling into and going, but where is it going; Where you want to go with this enormous hat; The woman is whispering and two defined words coming out of her mouth; ‘I a m’, that symbolize the power and her importance. The light blue -purple shadow, in the middle of the canvas, inside her, inside the egg shape drowning but swimming into the tides of the ‘fishy’ (for you) letters and ocean colours, she sees now with the eyes of a new. She is holding with her hand, the ‘Homiletic Woman’, is her protector. The Homiletic Woman continuingly speaks with her gestures; you could examine the signs and the objects she brings within her journey of existence…
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PENTAGRAM
The ‘Pentagram Series’ it’s a composition of five different paintings that speaks and continues with each other as the written papers of one book. Pentagram Series can be read from upside down as words itself can be read and understood from different perspectives.
The letters are merging into each other as a result to create a new word. Words and letters are broken are deconstructed ‘figures’ that they disjoint themselves to become something else. The language is performing and acting trying to pronounce something. Everything it’s moving and changing like words definition. The creatures existing with colours and their inner voice become audible and readable to someone who ‘cannot’ read. The used of paint gives value to the unspoken and unsaid words, which are bits, and pieces from me.
"Returns", 2016. Black ball point pen on paper, 29 x 42 cm
The painted writing, the floating creature is moving forwards and towards into the womb, of the alfarale alphabet. Words and letters are flying cicrular and there, the creature arise, perhaps is sleeping but it’s so awaken. In there everything it’s moving and changing alike to our thoughts, words definition and at this point the painted writing will work from upside down, you might notice now the ‘bicycle’ that is taking the creature within…
"Bleeding", 2016. Artist blood watercolors on paper. 29 x 42 cm
The painting is bleeding, of the never told words, it is a real colour,
it is a real blood
it is the artist blood.
The shades of red colours creates the shadow of a being, which is floating in the middle of by yearning and seeing more to the new circular object, bits and pieces from me, it is a real colour! As the interviewer said: “She writes with her own alphabet, her own blood to drawn on the deconstructed parts”. The new objects that have been written inside here can speak louder and literary bleeding from the unspoken and unsaid words to become something else…
"The Circle" II, 2016. Watercolors on paper, 29 x 42 cm.
As it’s been written;
Souls are moving into an endless circle.
Fleshy colours constructing us,
[y] Will be staring and watching, with the same eyes. Because,
In the circle that revolves,
And two souls exist,
Only those they could fit!
"Yearning to Return", 2016. Black ball point pen on paper, 29 x 42 cm
The feeling of returning is been written and painted all over, with two profile’s of the same woman. At first you might see her pure face looking at the right side, she is so optimistic and fearless but in the middle of and inside of her there is another portrait of her, perhaps there is another face, of the woman. The bold and automatic ‘lines’ are words and letters here and there in motion and together they are united, but their head of thoughts it is always open with the feeling of returning…
"Staring at", 2016. Black ball point pen on paper, 29 x 42 cm
The space is chaotic at points, and the same time it is so clear and untouchable the creature is looking, staring and focusing at the diagonal black line with her mouth half opened, her expression is authentic. In the middle of, there is a sharp curvy letter and pointy, it is the line of the letter ‘y’ that seems to be in the centre of her while other automatic letters merged together, to construct and deconstruct her portrait. The poetry is bringing with her, in grey tones and lines the other being; the feeling of melancholy surrounds her face now but creature’s expression speaks louder. Staring at the line, and by looking up, there is a gigantic curvy shape that in the blink of your eyes the plasma will work upside down. Viewer, you should stare at it and then turn your head slowly…
"Wom(A)(E) n", 2016.Black ball point pen, pencil, watercolors on Aquarela paper, 70 x 50 cm
Beings are standing in the middle of and shining up, some of them are moving and looking ahead, their trying to find their new echo and to become something different of what they are (…). The “Wom(A)(E) n”, woman, men, 2016 it’s a lyrical painting that portraits different and other creatures which are trying to communicate through different allegorical, unsaid and organic letters. Bits of warms and darker colours light them up. A hat of words it’s the umbrella of the letters. But excuse me! Are you trying to read me now? A black shadow coming towards the woman who’s covered into purely white colour and kissing, if you could see them! (S) he is infinity.
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DEEP INSIDE THE POETRY
There is a Genesis
And there is another Hidden Poetry!
Inside the light,
the light of the sun
I have seen the letters to freeing themselves,
Moving into
and Dancing.
There is a sign,
the sign of a new,
the faded colours through the poetry
creates the depth,
But it’s beyond this, it’s beyond the poetry
A new era, a new place, it’s created
But I said
Inside the light of the sun
Something is hiding
There is a ‘Shadow’ of a woman
Sometimes (s) he is looking at you
But is still shine
She is growing and rising up,
Blending and tangling with herself!
Always into the black oily letters and
in her innocent place.
The ‘Dancers are standing there in
the middle of,
But flying away through the giant
curvy letters,
Dark tones
of colours surround them, but moving
alongside, as protectors
There is light and a road inside the
space of the letters,
These will be enabled her to return
But I said
Inside the light of the sun
Still, something is hiding
Inside the blue eggy shape
The ‘Queen’ arrives,
She is walking and performing now
Her legs are perhaps ‘tangled’
together And her hands;
Manipulating the Alfarale echo…
There is a Genesis
And there is another Hidden Poetry!
Inside the light,
the light of the sun
I have seen the letters to freeing themselves,
Moving into
and Dancing.
There is a sign,
the sign of a new,
the faded colours through the poetry
creates the depth,
But it’s beyond this, it’s beyond the poetry
A new era, a new place, it’s created
But I said
Inside the light of the sun
Something is hiding
There is a ‘Shadow’ of a woman
Sometimes (s) he is looking at you
But is still shine
She is growing and rising up,
Blending and tangling with herself!
Always into the black oily letters and in her innocent place.
The ‘Dancers are standing there in the middle of,
But flying away through the giant curvy letters,
Dark tones of colours surround them,
but moving alongside, as protectors
There is light and a road inside the space of the letters,
These will be enabled her to return
But I said
Inside the light of the sun
Still, something is hiding
Inside the blue eggy shape
The ‘Queen’ arrives,
She is walking and performing now Her legs are perhaps ‘tangled’ together And her hands;
Manipulating the Alfarale echo…
"Inside the Shadow", 2020. Oil on Canvas, 80 x 100 cm
"Dancer’s", 2020. Oil on Canvas, 80 x 100 cm
"The Queen", 2020. Oil on Canvas, 80 x 100 cm
"I Am", 2018.Black ball point pen, pencil, watercolors & acrylics on paper, 100 x 70 cm
My head of thoughts it’s organic and abstract, although I am not an abstract person. [S]he is looking ahead, towards the light, she saw something it is the curve of the letter ‘I’; it is a sign. But as I know there is no curve in the letter ‘I’. There are signs of letters and deconstructed parts in which surround her. The colour of the sun is shining inside and around, that gives her life, hope and power. Warm colours filled the letters to find a new meaning, a new echo. She is purple poetry of thoughts, she is free!
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I A M
The three most important letters
‘I’ ‘A’ ‘M’,
A trilogy and a dialogue of,
The two most important words,
‘I AM’
and who you are;
I am
But who you are?
I am, what do you see,
But barely can be seen
Consequently;
Each letter it’s different and has its own history has a different sound to pronounce, as [y] have your own story to tell and to experience throughout your lives journey. These letters are standing there in the middle of their space to remind and question [y]. When one letter is merging into himself there is another painted story behind it, there comes the new, there comes the life, there comes you and who you are, the sound of the letters pronounced out loud ‘I AM’ that’s who you are…
"I", 2020. Oil on Canvas, 50 x 40 cm
‘I’, it is the first letter of the two most important words ‘I AM’. The painting ‘I’, 2020 it is the first painted letter of the series I Am. Initially portraits the dynamic power and the complexity of one letter could have, the ability to see through and beyond than one or two letters / words. In here, two words repeated together to continue the poetry – I AM, since the meaning of these words is endless as my gesture. The painted letters are moving circular, to remind and question [y] of what you can see but barely can be seen. There is gold – ochre creature, which is facing up, but the same time this painting can work upside down, accompanied with the dreamy and spacey tones in which will take you into. The being is looking inside now. The ‘abstract’ blending of the letters creates the shape of a small newborn and there is a sign of a tiny butterfly that signifies the genesis of a new.
"A", 2020. Oil on Canvas, 50 x 40 cm
‘A’, the first letter of the alphabet and one of the most significant letters, signifies the beginning and the new, the start of anything. So, here it is the ‘A’ of the Alfarale alphabet, it is curvy, pointy and organic, it is moving into its own protective cycle merging and blending with the other written stories behind it. This; has the shape of a woman I said that, is holding her legs, I can see the loving heart and as someone said it is a newborn inside a healthy womb. The ‘A’ is an ongoing being the ‘A’ from the series, ‘I am’ is here to question and remind you, to begin, to reborn and to start over accompanied by harmonic colours of fire and light. The being is free to begin again…
"M", 2020. Oil on Canvas, 50 x 40 cm
The ‘M’ I assume one of the most mysterious letters in the alphabet. Essentially the letter ‘M’, will give us birth, it is the letter were we initially come from, Mother, and there we all begin, [Me]. My singular black oily ‘M’, represents the life and the journey that I am dedicated to, in here the poetic being its sharp so dynamic and on the same time my ‘M’ is also curvy, sharply and it has the feeling of never ending. The way that the letter its been painted shows the enlighten road, and yet is standing here in the middle of, it has so much power in it like money, millions and the messages are a lot. The green and blue colours creates the depth, that symbolize the water and the earth with the optimistic colours…The messages are a lot imagine I A M….
"The Black Poetry", 2020.First Edition. Oil Colours on Canvas, 50 x 50 cm
The Black Poetry the number one of the Black Poetry series. But did I said black; perhaps I have never been able to see all these contrasts light colours within the ‘black’ previously. Essentially she is painted directly onto the black surface, black canvas inside the black womb. The letters are oily and white now, tangled at points with themselves assembling together organic shapes, diagonal lines of letters, and at the bottom of the painting it seems that one road has opened for the creature to arrive. Me, I am lost in your lullaby now. Moving into and inside the painting the feminine face is painted and is looking up to the sky, she is starry poetry now she is beautifully reflected by the colours of the night and of the moon, she might be sleeping but her aura is awake and bold, three curvy letters at the top are opening up the universe for her and so,
somewhere here…
The ‘Black Poetry’, is born
and I am lost, in your lullaby,
I am blended with your colours that
I have seen within the genesis of you.
You are, my ‘Starry black poetry’
"Creature I", 2017. Acrylics & watercolours on paper, 100 x 70 cm
“Chase the colours, in which the poetry has pronounced out loud”. It is fire it is energy, love and pathos, identify the melodic hand that is pointing up, then you might able to read the complexity and the harmonic chaos. Follow and chased the colours that completes the being.
"Creature II", 2017. Acrylics & watercolours on paper, 100 x 70 cm
Somewhere, the ‘body’ of the Creature is created, within the triangle. A triangle, with no corners and straight lines it is organic and poetic made out of letters alongside with different shapes of them. Looking ahead, completed with skin, flesh, red and dark tones colours while the colour of the sun is breathing inside of it…
"Dis-locate", 2019. Oil colours on Paper, 29 x 42 cm
“Dislocate and move ahead as the context says…” as the great philosopher Gilles Deleuze encourage us to do within our lives journey. The creature is made out of letters and words, it is seems complicated but rather than that, it is leaving and walking towards carrying her decomposed parts that are painted with the oily colours and tones of red and black. The hands are walking, and the light surrounds them. The being, has dislocated and in this painting (s)he is escaping, did you;
"Dis-joint", 2019. Oil colours on Paper, 29 x 42 cm
S(h)e has disjoint herself, to become something else, can you see that; s(h)e is in the state of becoming, to become and to become something else, something more than the sum of her parts. In this poetry the creature is reflected, she has disjoint her self and she is complete, she is trying to fly away surrounded from different organic and sometimes sharp letters. The skeptical being now moving forwards s(h)e is free while a small hand is trying to catch her. The hand is symbolic, maybe is her own hand that approaching and encouraging the being to dis-joint him/herself and to become something else…
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THE GENESIS OF CULTURE
It is essentially the genesis of my ‘culture’ and of my alphabet my authentic and inimitable Alfarale writing. Rafaella says; It took me decades to find you, more than a decade to complete you ages to name and baptize you! The series presents, three figurative written paintings…
"I am Love", 2011 – 2021.Black ball point pen & Oils on canvas, 50 x 40 cm
I am ‘Love’, the silhouette of woman is arising thoroughly within the painting. Her body is full of writings and written stories about her, but she is stating out loud I am Love, and I am standing here with my legs tangled, I am looking ahead my body is painted with skin and light ochre colours to inform you that I am. My expression is pure and authentic. Look at the shapes and the colours that surround me are vibrant and bold as I am, standing here and blended with me organically and beautifully as protectors. My writings are bold and black, and I bring the light, the light of love…
"I am Flawless", 2011 – 2021.Black ball point pen & Oils on canvas, 50 x 40 cm
I am ‘Flawless’, a deconstructed figure, is standing and walking in the middle of the painting. Written from all of the angles and upside down. The Flawless is challenging the viewer to read its body language and the autonomous power that brings with his/her journey… The artwork has a rhizomatic potential to work upside down, the way the artist worked on it most of the time.
"I am moving", 2011 – 2021.Black ball point pen & Oils on canvas, 50 x 40 cm
I am ‘Moving’, the silhouette arise and is moving, completely made out of words and letters that are merging into each other. How many letters ‘B’ merged together; How complicated they look together; [S]he is written and painted in the middle of the canvas to emphasized the power and the importance. The being is raising her hand. Three different roads painted with three different light colours while a big pointy curvy letter is pointing the road in the middle. The bold shades and colours emphasize inside and enlighten the Moving being.
"I am a complicated history", 2019. Oil on Canvas, 150 x 100 cm
I see you twice.
Are you?
Perhaps me, myself, and other’s;
Holding me closely, I am living in the fisheye lens, I am an endless and complicated poetry.
Living in the space where vibrant colours exists, Nevertheless, I see clearly within the fisheye,
It’s been written in her wrest
‘History’…
"I still Hide [y] in my poetry", 2019, Oil on Canvas. 150 x 100 cm
Knowing nothing I had a white background and yes was a canvas. I started writing expressing my inner voice the letters the ALFARALE that comes out of myself really physically. I never knew what I was writing. Then I saw you, you might be a fetus coming out of the space you were unborn when I started writing on you and you still are. Skin, fleshy colours and touches of blues surround you. You are in the womb. I saw a woman, maybe its autobiographical work. You are becoming the viewer now, and you will engage with something. But it’s you again, I am still wondering how I was able to assemble you. I never thought of [y] when I was painting and adding colours inside the space of the letters but I had to create you over though, I didn’t want to. Unexpectedly you were there, dancing, moving but staring into the oily black lines that surround [y] the same as the newborn, which perhaps whispering to a new life. I decided to hide you!
"Seeing Through", 2018. Acrylic & Oil colours on board, 122 x 69 cm
Seeing through and into my body, I found my parts, and my other parts, constructed by the letters that I carry with me for so long. I am standing here in the middle of and I am moving, you will see my hand. I am walking towards to you, my skin of colours is vibrant and fleshy, I carry the sun and the colours of the tides suroounded with my black poetry. I am looking through but always ahead and inside of me there is a little girl coming out..
"Anagrammatism", 2020. Black ball point pen on paper, 100 x 70cm
A lone cell is nothing but with another it makes an organ and here it is with the anagrammatism, so it is with the letters; One letter is ‘enough’ but with another it can make a word, it can create an alphabet and with an alphabet you can create a language, with the language you can create a society…’ The anagrammatism writing – painting it took the shape of ‘becoming’ and portraits the body of a pregnant woman. The body is in the state of becoming to become, surrounded and made out of organic shapes and letters that have been merged together to create the woman’s ‘cicle’. .
"I am not a Door", 2020 - 2021.2 Sided, Markers & Oils on wooden Door, 199 x 98 cm
‘They call me door and I often
Found myself to be used in the entrance of your
Building inside your house and I choose to repeat myself in the space,
Yes so often to served you…
You choose to shut me down, to live me opened or halfway opened…
But I am not the same door as they named me….
I speak silently and I hide an alphabet of
Possibilities and challenges places and spaces,
I am not here to served you, I am here to challenge and question you!
"Reflected", 2017. Black ball point pen & watercolours on paper., 70 x 100 cm
I am reflected and the feeling of nostalgia surrounds my face, I am smiling, and I am hoping within my infinity circle. Did you see my hand I am laying on me; I am holding my own hand reflected again with the colours of the sun and of the light. My head is perhaps chaotic but is taking and pushing me up…and is whispering out loud, you are poetry.
"Alfarale the genesis", 2020. Black ball point pen on canvas paper
Inside the poetry,
there is melody to listen!
Inside the melody,
there is another painting to see.
Pure physic automatism both writing and painting, is an ongoing gesture and there is no epilogues. Alfarale the genesis!
"One", 2020, Oil on Canvas, 2.00 x 2.00 meters
‘One’, I might think circular, it’s not static, but dynamic and it’s always in action, its been hidden in the nature of the Alfarale. Two beings two creatures their merging into each other and there they becomes – ‘One’ and here its been named. The beings are rising and staring into each other eyes they’re dreaming for, and about with their eyes closed painted with bits and pieces by the colours of the sun and the moon. As long as you moving circular now, come to the middle of the ‘darkest’ shadow but I said read it from the top, continue slowly by focusing more, you might see the dreamer coming out of the canvas now, they became one and in more 3 dimensional way.
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Writings & Paintings
"Composition of Writings", 2010 – 2020.Black ball point pen & Oils on Canvas.
A selected composition of writings and drawings throughout the years, all of them has been written and painted in different kinds of papers and canvases and in different time frame. These, poetic drawings they are completely different from each other, and they can write their own history.
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THE DOLLS WRITINGS
It is essentially the written – drawing series that describes the never told stories of three different decomposed 3D dolls that at first Rafaella created with plaster, placed and hang them into 3 different glass boxes…
The stories were many that’s why she ‘wrote’ and ‘writes’ on them…
The same ‘Self’ the same being in different stages and phases of life. A series of more than 8 drawings made out of different letters, in which their titles can exemplify better their meanings. The promising – Up’s Down’s, drawing speaks for itself. As the titled said; one is up and the other one is looking down, essentially looking into her own body, written with the pencil while everything else has been emphasized with the black ball point pen. The whole drawing and the circular gesture that surround the doll describes the circular movement and the stages of life…
"Up's Downs", 2013Black ball point pen on canvas paper, 210 x 297 cm
"Falling", 2013Black ball point pen on canvas paper, 210 x 297 cm
