Silvana Abbruzzese

Silvana Abbruzzese

Chieti / I study art with paint, sculpture and video-dance-performance. My favorite materials are wood, spice, cellulose,color powders,ect...
Silvana Abbruzzese
Altre idee da Silvana
60x80cm The Sound of Madness Munch mercilessly invades even the "Nature". For Silvana Abbruzzese, however, madness becomes the silence of absence; This is, for her, the true madness: the becoming that s'arresta.La "Nature Zero" the artist says it is no coincidence headline some of his works using technical and schematic expression, dry distress signal.

60x80cm The Sound of Madness Munch mercilessly invades even the "Nature". For Silvana Abbruzzese, however, madness becomes the silence of absence; This is, for her, the true madness: the becoming that s'arresta.La "Nature Zero" the artist says it is no coincidence headline some of his works using technical and schematic expression, dry distress signal.

60x80cm The Sound of Madness Munch mercilessly invades even the "Nature". For Silvana Abbruzzese, however, madness becomes the silence of absence; This is, for her, the true madness: the becoming that s'arresta.La "Nature Zero" the artist says it is no coincidence headline some of his works using technical and schematic expression, dry distress signal.

60x80cm The Sound of Madness Munch mercilessly invades even the "Nature". For Silvana Abbruzzese, however, madness becomes the silence of absence; This is, for her, the true madness: the becoming that s'arresta.La "Nature Zero" the artist says it is no coincidence headline some of his works using technical and schematic expression, dry distress signal.

3x60x80cm Along this path the artist hopes that everyone can meet himself and then here "the Sirens Song" ... The painter does not want to knock you thrown to the dreaded winged demons, just want to tell you a secret. Someone once said that you can escape the siren song but no one can escape their silence. The artist then paints his It operates waving the surface carefully so that silence, as a transference phenomenon, becomes "Carol" only when weIt reaches.

3x60x80cm Along this path the artist hopes that everyone can meet himself and then here "the Sirens Song" ... The painter does not want to knock you thrown to the dreaded winged demons, just want to tell you a secret. Someone once said that you can escape the siren song but no one can escape their silence. The artist then paints his It operates waving the surface carefully so that silence, as a transference phenomenon, becomes "Carol" only when weIt reaches.

4x60x80cm Nostalgia is the memory of lost flavors, but here is the myth that makes the current memory. The artist proposes a discreet corner of Mediterranean flavor where you can find "refuge" in the shade of an olive tree, or dancing under "the moon" to ask her to stave off madness.

4x60x80cm Nostalgia is the memory of lost flavors, but here is the myth that makes the current memory. The artist proposes a discreet corner of Mediterranean flavor where you can find "refuge" in the shade of an olive tree, or dancing under "the moon" to ask her to stave off madness.

By the works of this painter, we can not butby citing Expressionism issues tended to exorcise ghosts, the fears and demons.

By the works of this painter, we can not butby citing Expressionism issues tended to exorcise ghosts, the fears and demons.

Little red shoes(construction) 60x80  I'm in the circle the Dead City and put on my red shoes ... are not mine. I am my mother's. They were her mother's. Passed as a family heirloom but hidden like shameful letters. The house and the road where they belong They are hidden, all women They are also hidden ...  (Anne Sexton)

Little red shoes(construction) 60x80 I'm in the circle the Dead City and put on my red shoes ... are not mine. I am my mother's. They were her mother's. Passed as a family heirloom but hidden like shameful letters. The house and the road where they belong They are hidden, all women They are also hidden ... (Anne Sexton)

The song of mermaids- urgency of I 3x60x80cm  2007   Listen I have your images of Dream, from the depths of desire your words are yours listen. Remove the honey from ears Tomorrow will be sweet on memory more tender pain listen. Untie the knots tightened Rids the body orgasm, not playing now lira listen, not to seek oblivion in my silence and when you see death listen   (A.Carnemolla)

The song of mermaids- urgency of I 3x60x80cm 2007 Listen I have your images of Dream, from the depths of desire your words are yours listen. Remove the honey from ears Tomorrow will be sweet on memory more tender pain listen. Untie the knots tightened Rids the body orgasm, not playing now lira listen, not to seek oblivion in my silence and when you see death listen (A.Carnemolla)