Works by Giuseppe Biguzzi

Giuseppe Biguzzi

Biguzzi has returned offering us his thoughts, and reflections. Nothing is as it appear. Taking the cue from everyday life to show us through his work the frailty of time the dissilusionment and the drifting of humanity in a sea of misery.

He is a unique artist in his genere. Immortalized, “Sentimental and Emotional” through the pictorial transportation and the strong sensation he gives in his paintings of the beauty of the womans body.

Bodies near and far, bodies distracted, bodies that offer themselves to the viewer to seduce them through “the beauty that attempts to deny the same beauty” lost in a free space where the voice of the soul whispers and tells of the infinitite lacerations that divides us the same as the others, lost in the tangle of branches, the roads that lose us in thought and...... life.

Bodies of women whose “vibrant burden”, tells of the sadness, while slowly swings and exhale the souund of rememberance that does not allow the quivering scars of time to close or heal.

What moves the viewer is the non involvement of the women painted by Biguzzi.

It is the non involvement that makes his work irresistably fascinating. It represents our non involvement, our possible world, our possible future that has been suffocated by contemporaneity, forcing him in a compulsive one way direction: to be and not appear.

Therefore in Biguzzi’s work the universal human values and sentiments meet with everyday suffering.

The artist brings consistency and variety, he stays loyal to the primary impulse of his immagination and always produces new and astonishing feminine beauty, imposing his natural vocation to the syncretism.

All of his work ,put together, transforms into a theatrical representation where the actor and viewer play a primary role. Both gather data about existence, they absorb, reginerate and impose them through a mirror: the mirror of fleeting thoughts.

“Life is a game of patience” seems to be what is said by the women of Biguzzi’s paintings.

Common women, young, and the only protagonists of his paintings, lay subsided most of the time in a nearly flat background, wrapped in a dynamic coverly static that transforms itself, almost magically in a vortical movement escaping from the bodies to follow mysterious thoughts.

.....and disperately in vain the viewer looks for one of their glances!

By Carla Petrella
Traslated by Rafferty Patrick.