The Ineffable Secret of Emiliano Miliyo Posted on 20 Jul 14:04 , 0 comments
“Nothing better than a basement to access this Miliyo-world,” claims Diego Gravinese in the pages of Ruth Benzacar’s catalog. Graviense is also an artist and a connoisseur of the work. Already subterranean, Ruth Benzacar’s gallery, located under the sidewalk in front of Plaza San Martín, hosts a “young space” down, downstairs. To see Miliyo’s exhibit, visitors must take yet another staircase.
The first thing to stand out: A squashed dollar bill the size of a rock lies in the middle of the room, giving money culture the weight, form and heft of a geological object. Turning around to take a look and trying not to stumble into the giant note, one realizes that, within this space, values and proportions have changed, details and shapes strangely persist, suggesting meanings only hinted at in their referents.
The figure of the circle recurs: It represents a planet, a star, light, a wheel, a wheel that looks like a lens, acting like a frame within a frame and then as two circles that hang as chained rings from the ceiling. Astrological maps and landscapes adorn the walls, as photo-montages, photo reproductions or a model of the solar system with shiny metallic planets plotted on what looks like the soft upholstery of an Eames bench. The works circulate around orientation, scale, design, space-time and darkness.
The ever-renewing circle sends us back to the images and products of Disney’s Fantasia. A transparent 45 cm plastic man-model showing the muscles of the human body carries within it a Barbie doll: Each looks in opposite directions, producing a gender paradox. Light and light-producing materials contradict each other, producing a new set of paradoxes, challenging the functionality of several objects: A shovel with a fluorescent tube as a handle; a tire chained up by a circular fluorescent tube; a pair of sequined boxing gloves. So it seems natural that the light-bulb with an eye on its surface is switched off and yet, it seems to observe the whole room.
A video installation depicts a toy living-room sofa planted on an Asian carpet. In front of that, a 1950’s wooden TV set plays moon-landing footage. It’s the tiniest piece in the show and it concentrates visions coming from a world centered by the gravity of a classic-comedy bourgeois home, but whose fantasies can circle the universe and come back, always changed, golden against an immense black background, but inhabiting arbitrary proportions, in an alchemical effort to do… what?
To discover the secret that turns lead into gold.
Through August 13th.
Monday through Friday 11.30 – 20.00