(*) The Curious Case of the vagabond photographer. Wandering Wanderer anything because Miroslav Tichý lived most of his life without leaving a town of Moravia, Kyjov. In the early postwar years studying at the School of Fine Arts in Prague, during the brief period of democratic government until the new regime suppresses their loved ones and carnal models and he decides to replace the painting for photography. As will be seen in their purposely torn photos with true nostalgia. True to his fondness for taking pictures and sketches from life, you will find these models to the parks and streets of a provincial town with no surprises. His life as a hermit, armed with cameras unlikely made by himself with rags, his appearance as a beggar in rags, they make their neighbors can not believe it takes real photos. Such impunity and his obsession with a woman's body make it the perfect voyeur. Spend more than thirty years alternating a miserable life in the cramped cubbyhole waste that served as photo lab, with time at prisons and mental hospitals when local authorities need to beautify the landscape of the city. A force of isolation and scorn by the beaten track Olympic art, carving a target end-renowned and acclaimed artist, despite his will.
For years, dedicated to "pass el tiempo”, tirando y revelando miles de fotos, imágenes distorsionadas deliberadamente o borrosas y manchadas por la pobreza de los materiales utilizados. "Las imperfecciones forman parte de cada foto. Son su poesía y lo que le otorga cualidades pictóricas. Para eso necesitas una mala cámara", dice. Una imperfección que busca con perfecta constancia. Los fabricantes de arte terminan por descubrirlo en su guarida y le montan exposiciones en el Pompidou (2008) y, ahora, en el Centro Internacional de Fotografía de Nueva York. Llegan las hagiografía s. Esa avalancha sepulta su idealismo: "¿Qué es arte? El arte es sólo una idea", sigue diciendo. Hoy lo han convertido en producto of an art as needed as ever approved eccentricity, although he qualified for "art in its most essential" , meaning poor. As if poverty were provided purity.
But there is much mystery as it seems, was never delivered at random, the end of the day was not an anonymous beggar with no destination. When he says "I'm just an observer of people, but a good one," says a goal pursued ruthlessly. Its materials are broken cameras and reels, along with their fantasies drawn on stolen naked, neighbors sunbathing in bikinis and landscapes patients. Its strategy is automatic: "When I do not think photos nothing. "And his dedication, stoic:" Pleasure is a word that I reject absolutely. How can a skeptic like me pleasure? Dismiss feelings as fleeting as pleasure. "
The fame comes in the form of artistic recognition and with it his perplexity, so full of contempt as to attract:" If you want to be famous you have to do something and doing worse than any person in the world, "he says. He himself laughs at fame, says no interest but was surprised to have become a star, says with a toothless smile. But his face keeps the main weapon for wonder, to admire: a minimum of innocence. Tichý is a man who jumped from one extreme to the opposite without changing its nature, although clothing, in which the least important is the artistic product that ends in success. And the promoters are eager to confuse troops look Tichý a blurred and broken world, advanced by both the repair and sale of these advertisers.
For years, dedicated to "pass el tiempo”, tirando y revelando miles de fotos, imágenes distorsionadas deliberadamente o borrosas y manchadas por la pobreza de los materiales utilizados. "Las imperfecciones forman parte de cada foto. Son su poesía y lo que le otorga cualidades pictóricas. Para eso necesitas una mala cámara", dice. Una imperfección que busca con perfecta constancia. Los fabricantes de arte terminan por descubrirlo en su guarida y le montan exposiciones en el Pompidou (2008) y, ahora, en el Centro Internacional de Fotografía de Nueva York. Llegan las hagiografía s. Esa avalancha sepulta su idealismo: "¿Qué es arte? El arte es sólo una idea", sigue diciendo. Hoy lo han convertido en producto of an art as needed as ever approved eccentricity, although he qualified for "art in its most essential" , meaning poor. As if poverty were provided purity.
But there is much mystery as it seems, was never delivered at random, the end of the day was not an anonymous beggar with no destination. When he says "I'm just an observer of people, but a good one," says a goal pursued ruthlessly. Its materials are broken cameras and reels, along with their fantasies drawn on stolen naked, neighbors sunbathing in bikinis and landscapes patients. Its strategy is automatic: "When I do not think photos nothing. "And his dedication, stoic:" Pleasure is a word that I reject absolutely. How can a skeptic like me pleasure? Dismiss feelings as fleeting as pleasure. "
The fame comes in the form of artistic recognition and with it his perplexity, so full of contempt as to attract:" If you want to be famous you have to do something and doing worse than any person in the world, "he says. He himself laughs at fame, says no interest but was surprised to have become a star, says with a toothless smile. But his face keeps the main weapon for wonder, to admire: a minimum of innocence. Tichý is a man who jumped from one extreme to the opposite without changing its nature, although clothing, in which the least important is the artistic product that ends in success. And the promoters are eager to confuse troops look Tichý a blurred and broken world, advanced by both the repair and sale of these advertisers.
(*) Nickjournal Published in the March 11, 2010.
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