Carpe diem! All humanity should celebrate life daily, as
\nVioleta Parra did with her song. This mysterious impulse, thanks to which we exist. A silent
\nflash that is evident before our eyes every moment, yet we give it the
\nslightest importance, so commonplace is its presence.
\n\u201cVida\u201d is a project by the Reus-born artist Jordi Abell\u00f3, which has come to light in the same
\nway a seed bursts forth, in a celebrated exhibition at the Sanfeliu Cultural Centre
\nin L’Hospitalet. Works with scientific approaches that we should place at a
\nstage much earlier than prehistory, but which we can only see and understand now.
\nThe artist believes that if art consists of giving life, it was necessary to investigate life, as if
\nhe had a microscope installed at the tip of his brush.
\nDrawings, captured images, and complementary video work, distributed in twenty-
\none chapters, ranging from the Big Bang to the atomic bomb explosion, and containing the
\nextraordinary mystery of life in the maternal womb. A kaleidoscope, according to the artist a
\nstained-glass window, influenced by those made by Marc Chagall in Zurich, as well as by the last house
\nbuilt by Le Corbusier. All of us contain elements, like architecture,
\nthat lead us to believe that all forms of life on Earth
\npossibly share a common link. A surprising experience in the trajectory of
\nthis artist, always introspective, at times abysmal, always interesting, and not always
\npleasant. A brave artist, crowned by the gods of Olympus. His drawings bring us closer to the
\nmost refined surrealism, showing us our inner selves, without considering
\nhow horrifying this vision can be to our eyes, as if this dissection were
\npublicly displayed in the window of an orthopedic supply store. Computer connectors
\ninserted into circuits, humanized gadget brochures by the artist himself,
\nconnections that relate to a reality more than figurative and correspond to
\nour capacity for communication. A harsh vision of an approaching future, ever
\ncloser to the machine world of the film \u201cMetropolis\u201d. All this in search of the origin of
\nlife, perhaps it was stardust, of solar or planetary origin, a mystery
\ntransported by primitive auroras borealis that reached Earth, before time
\nwas Time. And water, this precious element, which, although we may not be
\naware of it, is the same as it was in prehistory, and before. Not one drop more, not one
\ndrop less. We are water, and water shows us how powerful nature’s recycling is.
\nLife.
\nThe fascinating beauty of galaxies, or that of microscopic visions that
\nallow us to see the always intriguing world of beings invisible to the human eye. Worlds <\/p>\n
disturbing that are in our world and that Jordi Abell\u00f3 shows us in manipulated drawings and
\nframes. Life that is daily around us, in the emotional outburst of
\nteenagers who gather at Passeig de Sant Antoni, or that of skaters, the
\n\u201cSkatboys\u201d, who passionately perform figures and tumbles, under my balcony. Life, in the
\ntrees from which starlings take flight, forming a cloud like bobbin lace against the blue
\nMediterranean sky.
\nBeauty and life, yes, an insolent and at times dark beauty, and life, life!, beats, seeds
\nthat burst, almost invisible insects, deep investigation around a mystery.
\nWe broke molds,
\nchasing shining stars
\nAnd we drew in the air
\nThe word ART. <\/p>\n