Juan Manuel Bonet

Álvaro Delgado

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Alvaro Delgado

Dakin Hart

The first comprehensive publication on Mexican-born artist Bosco Sodi, whose paintings and sculptures combine preindustrial minimalist and arte povera traditions with elements of Oaxacan and Japanese culture. Sodi has described his creative process as "controlled chaos" that makes "something completely unrepeatable and unique." In his most celebrated body of work, the artist mixes raw pigment with sawdust, wood, pulp, and natural fibers to create the dense surfaces of monochrome paintings. As the layers of material dry, fissured "landscapes" form without the guidance or intervention of the artist. Sodi's sculptural process reflects traditions of his Mexican heritage. At his studio, Casa Wabi, in Oaxaca, he uses raw earth clay to create kiln-fired cubes, spheres, and bricks. Stacked into columns as minimalist sculpture or assembled as a field or wall, these projects range in scale from architectural installations to earthworks. Sodi also collects solidified volcanic magma from the Ceboruco volcano to make rock sculptures. These fragments are coated in a ceramic glaze and precious metals, uniting geological processes with art-making techniques. This book reflects Sodi's distinct material processes, with essays detailing his relationship to Oaxacan and wabi-sabi aesthetics, as well as his engagement with artistic traditions ranging from minimalism to arte povera to land art.

Bosco Sodi

Rachael Thomas

Alex Katz

We are blessed to have been born, but without any guarantees of a comfortable future in the ever habituate of change. So we socialize, develop friendships and come together as friends, companions, families, and communities, and laugh despite the pains that come with living. We reach out to each other to understand the bitter or better parts of us and in some cases, fall into the abyss were light dimensions into darkness and were our voices cease to exist. But with the Divine and Spirit force's reaching out to us, amid hand, we reach back, embrace and grasp at this intangible mystery. We reach down into the well of misfortune and help pull a stranger upward and out so the sun hits our faces with the same degree of intensity and the future begins again and again until our Z endpoint arrives.The blessing from our Father is that we are here to understand the gimmickry of our existence and touch someone before this planet turns gray. It is an event that certainly will happen as our blue marble falls into our Sun. Maybe, one day in earth times and this may be billions of years, but for mankind life is too short to turn the page towards the beginning or our end point. Just as we arrive, the winter of our time disembark, and then at summers end and accelerates the skin side of us and as we vaporizes into dust of our elemental periodic table.Before my journey ends let my memory not fade away as I turn my recollections into copy and for a while, write these things I see within my deepest concourse to expose the deep well of my mystifying life. This begins my journey that is my poetry that PEN's to this tablet.

Alex Katz, New York

Xavier Mascaró

Kosme María de Barañano

esculturas en hierro, bocetos sobre papel

Juan Manuel Bonet

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