Jorge Manilla, Mexico / Belgium

In order to understand, I destroyed myself; I bear the wounds of all the battles I avoided; Let us sculpt in hopeless silence all our dreams of speaking; I have to relate myself to an immense, ludicrous, and painful convulsion of all of humanity; Eroticism, it may be said, is assenting to life up to the point of death; I don’t want your love unless you know i am repulsive, and love me even as you know it;

“Primitive Impulses”
This body of works are representations of a unique emotional depth experienced in recent years. They focus on feeling and confronting vulnerability and melancholy, often circulating and questioning aspects between vitality and death, aesthetics and deformation, figuration, and abstraction.
My pieces are a testimony of visible and perceptible transformation processes in human life.
Themes as love, pain, sexuality, and emotional strength become focus elements for the construction of those pieces.

Horn, wood, leather, polymer gypsum, steel; Horn, wood, leather, polymer gypsum, steel; Wood, leather, polymer gypsum, fossilized prehistoric bone of unknown origin, steel; fabric, dry flower, wood, leather, polymer gypsum, steel; Wood, leather, polymer gypsum, fossilized prehistoric bone of unknown origin, steel; Wood, leather, polymer gypsum, dry flowers fossilized prehistoric bone of unknown origin, steel;