As I promised, here is goes the second part of the story...
Mirham Ascencio was the woman who saw how the policemen were removing Mushroomoon from his base, to take it away. Her intention was just taking a few picture of the work, but she arrive in the right place at the right time...
Mirham wrote this, and I just want you to read these words, that proves a deep love for art, in spite of all the rules, and thank her from the heart, because I really don't know what would happen to Mushroomoon without her!
"I just did what any one else would do if you see someone starting something beautiful. I tried to avoid it and ask for an explanation. The sad part is, that they appellate to the City Law that says that the public route is for everyone and that you cannot attempt versus people’s rights by installing something in the city without permission.
I said the art is also for everyone, for the people, they answer they were spaces specially designed to this labor.
This people, refused to show me any id, but they did told me they would take the Mushroomoon to the City´s Government Office.
By the time all this ended, I search by Facebook to Francesca and let her know about the destination of her wonderful piece.
Now I know Mushroomoon is backing home where it belongs and I’m happy for that.
Congratulations Francesca for your work and I hope someday our government realizes the importance of cultural development and that they support these actions instead of censured them.
That’s all I can tell, and as I said before, I think this is what everyone would have done.
Mirham"
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
MUSHROOMOON's STORY
It's time to tell what happened to Mushroomoon.
Maybe someone of you passed by the place where it was, and you could only see the empty base.
Some of you sent me message, or called me, asking. But I was not able to tell what happened. I just received the news, without knowing who took it away. I confess I was entrateining the idea that some crazy and passionate fan had stolen it, and now he was spending long hours admiring my sculpture in his sitting room.
But the story is much less poetic.
The afternoon of Jenuary 6th, a couple of policemen from the Delegation stopped their van near to Mushroomoon, forced it, loaded it on the truck, and took it away.
The very cool part of the story is how I knew it.
Late at night, on 7th Jenuary, someone called me on my mobile. The woman's voice told "Hi, you don't know me, but I witnessed how they took your sculpture away". She introduced herself as Mirham Ascencio, and gave me all the details. she told me how she arrived with her camara, to take pictures of the work, cause she liked it so much, and in this very moment she saw the van arrived and the policemen catch the sculpture. I was moved: she threw herself against the two "brutes", and tried to convince them that the sculpture was a beautiful piece of art, and it was worthy of staying where it was. She really defended my work and advocated for its rights!
That's great, I thought! She was not able to stop them, but it is the most touching demostration of art love that I've ever been involved in.
The story goes that Mirham told me where to find Mushroomoon, so I went, and I paid the fine.
In a week it will be home again...
Maybe someone of you passed by the place where it was, and you could only see the empty base.
Some of you sent me message, or called me, asking. But I was not able to tell what happened. I just received the news, without knowing who took it away. I confess I was entrateining the idea that some crazy and passionate fan had stolen it, and now he was spending long hours admiring my sculpture in his sitting room.
But the story is much less poetic.
The afternoon of Jenuary 6th, a couple of policemen from the Delegation stopped their van near to Mushroomoon, forced it, loaded it on the truck, and took it away.
The very cool part of the story is how I knew it.
Late at night, on 7th Jenuary, someone called me on my mobile. The woman's voice told "Hi, you don't know me, but I witnessed how they took your sculpture away". She introduced herself as Mirham Ascencio, and gave me all the details. she told me how she arrived with her camara, to take pictures of the work, cause she liked it so much, and in this very moment she saw the van arrived and the policemen catch the sculpture. I was moved: she threw herself against the two "brutes", and tried to convince them that the sculpture was a beautiful piece of art, and it was worthy of staying where it was. She really defended my work and advocated for its rights!
That's great, I thought! She was not able to stop them, but it is the most touching demostration of art love that I've ever been involved in.
The story goes that Mirham told me where to find Mushroomoon, so I went, and I paid the fine.
In a week it will be home again...
Saturday, January 8, 2011
THE LITTLE ONE
Many of you wonder what happened.
Soon you'll know.
Now I leave her, in memory of Mushroomoon...
Friday, January 7, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
THE FIRST URBAN INTERVENTION
This is what "appeared" the 1st Jenuary 2011 in Plaza Rio de Janeiro, Colonia Roma, Mexico City.
I love this part of the city, the trees, the fountains, the people, the galleries. The athmosphere here is quite inspirational. Art is something you breath here!
And, most of all, I really wanted to give "a special gift" to the city that has been offering me a home for 5 years.
Thank you Mexico!
I love this part of the city, the trees, the fountains, the people, the galleries. The athmosphere here is quite inspirational. Art is something you breath here!
And, most of all, I really wanted to give "a special gift" to the city that has been offering me a home for 5 years.
Thank you Mexico!
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