Each boxing match is a story: a drama without words. Alberto García-Alix’s photographs are also condensed stories, silent but eloquent narratives, images impregnated with a naked lyricism of artifice; poetry that always finds a place in the frame to be installed: tension in the foreshortening of a face, the tip of a shoe, a skewered vagina, the corpse of a bird, the blurred profiles of a building … Direct poetry that explodes in front of our eyes with the glow of a whiplash.Read More
A vocational fighter, when García-Alix concludes one of his joyous combats with the images, there is only one victor standing on the canvas: his gaze. A frontal look. A pugilist look. Pure epic. With his decanted technique towards a meticulous use of black and white, García-Alix composes his visual discourse according to the planes that are drawing his vital itinerary, planes on which the photographer traces his mysterious, emotive and forceful artistic cartography. A wide map containing objects and landscapes, pictures in which Alberto García-Alix captures the scenarios of his own biography: houses, streets, roads and paths that open to infinity. Walls, facades and shop windows bounded by the lens of his camera. Open spaces on which his gaze jumps and becomes introspective until enclosed between the four walls of a sparse room.
If someone put us in the difficult task of choosing only one of the motives addressed by García-Alix in his work, the one that would comprehend and summarize it in its entirety, this essential motif would be the human body: its flesh, its bones and also the light that hide their entrails. And in the end, inevitably, the fight is doomed to a body to body of Alberto with light.
Text courtesy Galería OMR.
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