Who's filling up the walls of VOV?
Artist/Type of Exhibit
Date March 03, 2017
Time 6:00 PM
“For those talking behind my back, beware of my fart.” Timo Roter misreading Francis Picabia.
Artist/Type of Exhibit Anton Belardo
Date Feb 11, 2017
Time 6 PM
Who is Jellyfish Kisses?
Jellyfish Kisses, was created by Anton Belardo not only to represent himself as an artist, but also to reflect an emerging side of his own persona. She is not a fictional character, but rather a semi-incarnate form of his constantly evolving traits—borne of social awkwardness and avoidance. Anton and Jellyfish Kisses live as one, sometimes chaotically, sometimes harmoniously, achieving balance through contradicting and complimentary ideas. The more time they spend together, the more they merge, in effect creating one seamless individual.
Bed Stains: How they got there
Bed Stains is the first of several chapters. It revolves around the bed— the most personal piece of furniture one can ever own. The relationship between a bed and one’s intimate moments is much like the relationship between a diary and one’s intimate thoughts. The exposed sheet serves as the blank page, waiting to be filled with one’s hopes and dreams, one’s deepest darkest secrets, oftentimes ending in pleasure or in pain.
This chapter explores the artist’s experiences with love, sex, and mental health. Every lover embodies a distinct memory—the wrinkle of abandonment, the stained expectation, the messy truth. What starts as a perfectly made bed, ends as a crumpled heap. But a new day begins, and one awakens despite the burdens of the past. The bed is made once again, and life goes on.
The artist journeys to the past to reexamine some of these failed attempts in an effort to gain perspective, to fully understand what happened. It is a painful yet cathartic exercise.
But letting go was never meant to be easy.
Each painting is a page within the chapter, a fraction of the artist’s story that will eventually be seen as a whole. The days in and out of that bed are seen through moments of clarity, of confusion, of isolation, of suffocation. More often than not depression is a constant companion, a part of everyday life—as ordinary as a pair of shoes. Sometimes the shoes are shoved under the bed, forgotten, sometimes they beg to be worn, clinging not to the soles of one’s feet, but to the souls within. It is through this process that one learns to cope, to heal—to go on living.
Bed Stains: How to spot them
Walking into a pink frilly room, everything seems normal, the veneer intact. But upon closer inspection details emerge—a semen stained sheet, tears on a pillow, a false eyelash in a carton of uneaten food, a puddle of vomit by the bathroom door. The veneer distorts itself—confusion, delusion, misconception tucked within the folds of reality. It becomes unclear whether the scene is a memory, or a moment trapped between a cotton candy-colored nightmare and consciousness.
The bystander is curious at first, delighted by the bright, and the pretty, and the cute. But it doesn’t take long for discomfort to appear, making them sweat, making them step back and look away. Because the bystander isn’t prepared for the ugliness—they only want to see that pink frilly room.
Artist/Type of Exhibit Frances and Kris Abrigo
Date Feb 11, 2017
Time 6 PM