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Kloska Ovidiu

Επιστροφή στη λίστα Προστέθηκε 31 Αυγ 2007

KLOSKA PERSONAL EXHIBITION october 2007 Saint Tropez - Espace Cotos

34Rue Seillons, Saint Tropez

Τρίτη 2 Οκτώβριος 2007
Σάββατο 13 Οκτώβριος 2007

Espace Cotos is one of the well knowed private gallery in Cote d'Azur, in very heart of Saint Tropez. His owner, Georges Cotos, the 92 years artist, is one of the top living legends in modern and contemporary art bay from Europe.
KLOSKA (Ovidiu Closca) was born in Romania, Neamt district,in a small town in N-E of Romania at 27 of july 1977. In 2000 he graduated TEHNICAL UNIVERTSITY "GH. ASACHI " Iasi, Faculty of Electronics and Telecommunication, Digital Radio communication section, and in the present time he is following the master courses at "George Enescu" Art University in Iasi , the cultural capital of Romania.

From the early age he was attracted to drawing and painting. The first art classes received from the teachers of the Art Children House , in this natal city. He finished his high scholl class and right after that he begin to follow the courses of the Technical University in Iasi, a very old and beautiful city , known as the Cultural Capital of Romania. In the same time he begin to visit the art galleries and museums. His skills in transforming and merging the colors and his art vision expands as the time pass and by the end of 1998 he begin to exhibit his drawings and paintings at different Art Student Manifestation in Iasi. Stats to make cover magazines, interior design, poetry graphics, book graphics. His creations are present in private collections in FRANCE, USA, CANADA, AUSTRALIA, MARTINIQUE, L' UNION, GUADELUPE, AUSTRALIA, BELGIUM, SPAIN, PORTUGAL, UK, MOLDAVIA, SOUTH AFRICA AND SWISS.

"Art is my big window to understand and accept ! " - KLOSKA

I cannot imagine how one can possibly see behind this work how much time and effort it took for me to develop this unique space that defines me now. I have discovered angels when I almost got drowned three times the same summer and I pray every time at dawn for God to exist. I have discovered real art in Iasi galleries an in the art albums from the second-hand book seller on Lapusneanu street. I have started then sleeping on pillows smelling like linen, with canvas on the walls and under the bed.

I have never eaten paints, though in the first grades I drunk the water for the aquarelle. And here I am, young, continuously wandering and dedicated, sending invitations to an imaginary park for preserving the soul. Most of the plastic themes used, the symbols and shapes included in my work, are taken out from a reality spoiled by time, and then they are reshaped in a special way in my opinion. The most important theme is the wall.

Constantly fascinated, this dynamism of shape opens up in a unique way, by projecting a sway of mind, a mind performance with neurological circuits. This is my “magic eye”.I believe that by uniqueness begins with the very capacity of inventing universe out of things shattered by time, things that have changed into ephemerity. There are hours that I spend staring at the mud, at the wrinkles of the trees, at the rust of walls damaged by time. It is an exercise that everybody should make. It means worming the spirit, getting in touch with the sublime. I am connected to silence and endless time during the short chat between things. Sublime. Esoteric. … And the night… that cold, fascinating light that makes things change their meaning, driven by an inner tremble that is known from a previous moment, fluttering through images.

My visual relates wit dream, unconsciousness, delirium, hallucination, with the change of shape and light, with the spontaneous, illusion, abnormal and normal.

My name is KLOSKA and I will be you host during your visit to the park of preserving the soul.

FREE ENTRANCE!



Through the galleries
THE SUMMIT OF THE ANGELS …


Ovidiu Kloska, a technician, does not allow his profession to come out to light. His presence is perfectly shaped and he is open to substantial and unconventional dialogue. He is a painter and a poet in the same time. From another point of view, the rationalism implied by engineering can be found only when navigating the internet and signing his e mails with the exciting formula I AM KLOSKA.

On the rest, we are dealing with a free spirit, open towards the sky of fantasy, where the presence of gladiator angels reign over lucid insomnia and the turn into unusual paintings. The exercise and the performance in modern techniques of advertising design brought him reputation and all this turned into the promoter of painting. Actually, a poet disguised as a painter, Ovidiu KLOSKA wants to propose to modern man another way of imaging, in a way that common elements of traditional painting cannot find their place anymore.

He does not reject the classics, but he does not worship them with endless devotion either. He feels, in everything, just like a free man. His personal touch on every image comes from all this and it focuses almost entirely only on a specific abstract concept. His show in Focsani looked like the perfection of initiation in angiology, the presence of the angels and their lives aiming to ineffable, to mentally estranging from gravity. This is where the idea of the angel comes from, from a theological and artistic point of view. He is not interested in pointless endless discussions about the genre of angels, just like the previous ones, but only in the population of angels that live in the interval.

The interval is actually the space between God inside us and God outside us. Our guardian angel turns into the dominant element of the painting, in different situations. Kloska’s gloses on the subject are original and they lead to insomnia. Mostly that of the spirit called out from agreed upon conventions to propose another manner of negotiation with the sacred and the eternal. Animated spirit by insoluble questions, he goes deep with every piece on the lands of illusions. He does not give any sentences, he just invite us for journeys into the volatile zones of fiction and mistery. Kloska never starts to forget from where he start and he doesn't brake himself to affirm that he's sometimes cross by the seductions of the delirium. He is speaking with angels. In a composition with an aspect of baroque unplaite of very well articulated luxuriant lines, he is calling the memory to imagine a possible dialog with the Guardian Angel. The questions sounds real, the answers are equivocal. The tension of the image associates vulnerable armour and cherub diaphans in a spectacle where the trumpets are sound spelling a possible apocalypse. The chromatics is forcing itself with precious Rembrandtian associations but also with loudly grays metallic articulated. In "the first photo session of a guardian angel" the heavy armors are becoming possible burden, fragile carcases where , in fact, the faith is living . Other times, the spectrum of impenetrable nights presumes grave coloring association. even funeral in bacovian key while the orgiastic feast of joining is having the devataiting air of heresy. The proportion between the dark colors and the cluster of gold yellow glitters that is inundating the sky of compositions is bringing to attention the cosmic couple of light and dark. The gushing fantasy, the nocturnal reverberations of the poetry, as the painter said, amplifies the sonority of chromatics and multiplies the dramatic development
of the forms in the graphic space. Not by fortuitous chance, Ovidiu Kloska is hearing the music of spheres and is seeing angels.

The translation between real and imaginary, between the form and the gesture desinhibated from the compulsion of the authority of tradition, is making the painter to reinvent the space from the perspective of a time animated only by the wing flapping of angel fall into sin.

Substantial plastic comments on such a theme proves the configuration of a vision, a implementation of a stylistic. So, adding ourselves to his tireless introspective
thought, but also to his poetic visionary utterance, I think we are really dealing with a real true creator. There, we can say, is a spirit witch is watching over our bourgeois reconciliation with ourselves ...

Valentin Ciuca - Art Critic

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