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About Carlo’s Art

Carlo Criscione feels painting epidermically his color which is the predominant gene of his artistic expression, organ genetical strength, that organizes and restructures the color and gives to the color that formal plastic character with a sunlight.

Without doubt the inspiration of every artist, is that to near the ideal expression of the object, that universal ideal that unites the I empirical with the creative vision. Criscione tries to feel painting as end to itself and in itself, this is possible only across the color a focal point of the primitive strength, from whom the universal energy is produced. In his paintings, the color becomes common denominator, his visual emotions, give him the possibility to reach the necessary plastic statement with the harmony of chromatic values.

Gianna Pagano Paolino
(Art critic)

Una esposizione ragusana del 1987

All’inizio del secolo si diffuse per l’Europa intera, ma in Francia più, che altrove, il gusto per lo studio e la scoperta dell’arte primitiva negra - africana.

Francia vuoi dire soprattutto Parigi, a ragione considerata allora la capitale della cultura europea tout-court e la mitica città delle mille esperienze, le più esaltanti dell’arte contemporanea. Si pensi alla schiera di grandi pittori che in quel periodo vi elessero domicilio ideale, quando non addirittura vero reale fisico.

Dicevamo del fascino per l’arte primitiva, che veniva dall’Africa nera: totem, maschere di guerra, maschere propiziatrici, divinità semitiche, oggettistica varia, persino scudi di guerra variamente decorati a motivi geometrici. Ebbene la diffusione dì questi archetipi ebbe un rilievo profondo, insieme al perdurare del mito del buon selvaggio, su tutta la cultura più avanzata dell’epoca, ma più ancora per l’influsso sull’arte pittorica dei primi anni del secolo. Si pensi al giovane Picasso ancora preso dall’espressionismo di Lautrec e Gauguin, che cambia poetica espressiva e si volge con entusiasmo alla semplice volumetria e geometria della pittura negra. Lo stesso avviene per Modigliani proprio nei suoi anni più fervorosi di opere e di studi. Non citiamo gli altri.

Tutta questa produzione iconologia, che deforma espressivamente il vero modello reale, ha avuto per Carlo Criscione più che uno stimolo, addirittura la forza dell’archetipo a cui ispirarsi per una esperienza figurativa piena di entusiasmi e di sommossi slanci pittorici.

Autodidatta, ma assistito da tanti maestri, da più lustri ci viene proponendo questa pittura personalissima piena di incantate stilizzazioni, che fanno delle sue grandi tavole o tele il fascino discreto di una decorazione dai colori vivaci e luminosi volta alla più smaliziata deformazione del vero per una resa più moderna dei dati pittorici della realtà. Per questo le sue ascendenze culturali più vicine comprendono Sutherland, ma anche Bacon, persino Matisse fino al nostro Baj. A loro ha chiesto ispirazione per la determinazione degli archetipi, non certo per una sterile imitazione; la sua pittura è, infatti, sincera, personale e nuova senza alcuna inclinazione a modelli di altri, però respira la stessa temperie, e in ciò sta la sua motivazione più vera, dell’arte moderna e contemporanea attraverso la poetica del surrealismo espressionistico, oggi forse, il filone più ricco di tanta arte contemporanea che prescinde in modo rigoroso dalle astruserie senza senso e dalle stravaganze neoavan-guardistiche, che ormai hanno fatto il loro tempo. Il mondo pittorico di Cario Criscione, il suo universo iconografico comprende soprattutto ritratti e figure antropomorfe femminili con qualche inclinazione agli animali più belli dal punto di vista rappresentativo, come il pappa-gallino su di una grande tela che gli ho visto qualche tempo fa.. Non dipinge quasi mai il paesaggio e pochissime volte la natura morta, se non come parte integrante di un quadro di figure. La sua predilezione come dicevamo, va al corpo femminile investigato in tutte le sue implicanze espressive e decorative con un disegno sapido e lineare, volutamente trascurando prospettiva e chiaroscuro, ma con una campitura a larghe zone di colori primari o puri con ascendenze a certo purismo cromatico proprio di tanta parte della pittura veneta del seicento o del settecento. Il corpo femminile dunque, ma a volte anche la figura dell’uomo, specie quando questa è destinata a sottolineare la presenza della compagna dell’uomo.

Come si vede, Carlo Criscione partecipa, perciò, della più moderna cultura figurativa e ha compiuto alcune ricerche formali decisive per la sua formazione, ma anche per la sua - definizione di un’arte maturar’e consapevole, che coinvolgono il suo destino personale di pittore e di creatore di fantasmi immaginifici per una iconografia espressionistica dell’arte contemporanea, che rappresenta l’impegno più importante di tutta la sua produzione d’arte.

 

Angelo Campo (docente d’arte)

1987

East lags west in European art

Vienna’s art fair doesn’t live up to expectations of a boom in the central and eastern European art trade. 126 exhibitors arrived to compete for some 17,000 visiting art collectors at Viennafair, but despite hopes of a vibrant new art market from central and eastern Europe, exhibitors from that region were down from last year.

© 2008 Reuters

Artist Edward Avedisian dies at age 71

Chinese art booms but does it say enough?

China’s contemporary art scene is booming as international auctions set new records for Chinese art. A new wave of artists is filling galleries in Beijing but are they saying enough through their art?

© 2008 AFP

New York’s Fall Art Preview

Art masterpieces by Cezanne, Van Gogh, Picasso and Gauguin will go on the auction block. A first look at some of the impressionist and modern art masterpieces that are expected to sell for millions of U.S. dollars next week in New York. And many of the winning bidders are not expected to be American.

© 2007 Reuters

London hosts Russian art week

Against the background of a boom in the world art market, sales of Russian art are experiencing a mini boom all of their own. This week is ‘Russian Week’ in New Bond Street, London, as buyers fly in from the CIS for a week of Russian art auctions.

Soul Train Tickets On Painter Carlo Criscione

The following article has been taken from Winter 2004 edition of “Sicilia Parra”, bi-annual newsletter of “Arba Sicula”, Department of Languages and Literatures, St. John’s University, Jamaica, New York.

You can download the original article here:
Sicilia Parra - Winter 2004

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By Giuseppe Provenzano

As an art critic and historian it can be difficult, sometimes, to have to write about a painter whose works lay still on canvas awaiting a reply from the viewer. There is a process that goes on in one’s head by which, as it unravels in one’s mind spinning as if from a yam out of control, it begins to touch certain points connecting them in such a way until a certain meaning arises. Not a rational meaning of course, but a rather subtle and tenuous thought that, like the thread of the yam itself, begins to float weightlessly and, as it wanders in space, images and forms begin to appear. No labels therefore, no easy tags, the kind that immediately allow us to place anything and anyone in a given compartment, but rather tickets to an imaginary place where we are able to discover what the artist is trying to say from the depths of his soul. 

Nature, landscapes, still lives, a few portraits populate the production of Criscione’s work. A world that is clearly the one of his native places, distinctly Sicilian and even more distinctive of southeastern Sicily. In the southeast of Sicily, the comer that looks onto the long Mediterranean swells that arrive from Byzantium, light is different than the rest of the Island, the sea assumes much more intense shades of blue; one tends to pause, transfixed, when staring at this sea. It seems bigger in this part of the Island, rounder with the curvature of the earth more visible, deeper and then, as if by some mysterious workings the mind, one begins to talk to the sea and answers do come to the questions holding within them a message for the soul. Carlo Criscione, who was born in Ragusa in 1946, has spent his life in this comer of the world and it is only natural that this particular light and artistic muse should fill his art. 

We are not talking about a certain reading of Criscione’s work, but rather of a mysterious quality of the land that he is able to capture and, in a single composition, to portray it faithfully even when he is painting an urban landscape without sea. One could say this is intuitive work, a native talent, as if he were a nai’ve painter; yet it is obvious from the colorful strokes that he is a mature artist. The composition betrays his knowledge of the masters and his teachers alike, the juxtaposition of colors and shapes talk of a mind at ease in the play of geometrical schemes. His vision and ability succeed in abstracting from the real the essence of things and in this process he arrives to a representation that is nothing other than an invitation to a place of meditation.

Even when the world appears fantastically transfixed, as critic Nunzio Zago once stated of Criscione’s art, we still know at every given moment what is at stake when we look at some of his paintings. As we allow the eye to dive into the light and the sea of his paintings we pass beyond the apparent naivete of the artist and enter a realm in which we are one on one with nature; that nature that every Sicilian would be able to recognise because it is one with Sicilian life itself. 

We recognize it as an invitation to go on a trip and that, indeed, Criscione is inviting us on a voyage where we know almost exactly what awaits us upon arrival. It is not surprising therefore, that many of his paintings portray dissolving lines, forced perspectives leading to infinity, vanishing horizons, roads and railroads. They represent an emotional idiom about a pensive and meditative world, the one he lives in, the one he wants us to visit, which is the one we would find in Ragusa, of course, but also the universal world that makes us all who we are. A train journey to the depths of the soul where every painting is nothing but a ticket to ride. 

Carlo Criscione’s painting will be on exhibition in New York in the autumn of 2005. For a preview or more information you can visit the artist’s site at www.carlocriscione.com or contact our editorial office.

For Carlo

When you want to talk about an artist, it’s not something that you can say in words because better than words speak the works, be they paintings or sculptures.

I can say about Carlo Criscione that I’ve seen recent works and older ones and I believe there has been a notable artistic growth: this is demonstrated by his new compositions in which he expresses his feelings; it is then up to the viewer to be able to read what the artist wants to convey through his creations, because it is of creations that we’re talking about and the more the creations are original, the more they are in touch with art.

With this catalog Carlo renders us part of a long activity based on the effort which conveys his creative drive that is at the base of every true artist and when a painting lives a life of its own it means that it has an originality of its own that gives us the conviction that we are in front of something that comes from the heart and gives something to others to enrich the soul with pleasure.

Giuseppe Criscione (scultore)
Ragusa 2004

Introduction

I realize while I’m about to write on Carlo Criscione, and maybe even en abrege, that I know little or nothing at all about him. The little I know is thanks to someone who prizes him, Salvatore Elia, who paid me a visit just the day before yesterdy, showed me some paintings and told me about this ragusan show as a small, late tribute to an artist not so young anymore and who has always lived in the shadows. If I were in the mood for paradoxes, like Borges, I could pretend to write a note to a non-existent painter, completely made up, and it’s likely, anyway, given the circumstances, that what I say will be strongly worded and felt. Now, anyway, I have in front of me the pictures of the paintings that will be publicly shown-or at least the most recent ones-and from here its better to derive a brief thought, a small proposal of reading.

Still lifes, landscapes, a few portraits: these are the themes Criscione is offering us. In the landscapes, it’s not difficult to recognize iblean places that are so familiar, just as in the still lives and human shapes, the “objective” starting point, before stylization, is never lost. The result is a visionary and surreal abstraction, obtained through the proud paroxysm of colors.

Sometimes, this fantastic transfiguration of the world (of a train station, of a countryside observed atop a hill or framed out of a window… that itself becomes a decorative element) seems to betray the naïveté of a child, but then, in the still lifes, for example, it is possible to understand that Criscione’s candor is mature, that his apparent instinctive and emotional language doesn’t lack a cultural background (for example, the memory of Italian art from the period of the aftermath of the second world war, of a Gattuso, a Migneco…).

Ultimately, behind the complacent vivacity which explodes from the surface, the core of our artist comes to light in a restlessness, a secret worry, signaled, if I’m not mistaken, by the very many human shapes, by their wariness, their closed, or, more often, crossed, fixed, and thinking eyes. As if that bright and phantasmagoric chromatic game was some sort of dislocation, an invitation to dive in, although it is all objective, once again to enter the fable of life.

Nunzio Zago (Comiso)
Febbraio 2004


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