Rema Varela presents medium and large works in charcoal and mixed technique where the artist doesn’t show but penetrates the recesses and ghosts that slide down the human mind in a daily sunset. Shades of decrepit and tortured characters that reflect the shining darkness of the human debris in their last show under a Bergmanian big top. The characters presented by Rema Varela walk muddy towards the black abyss of charcoal modelled by the brightness of the martyred rubber far from the physical pain. The artist takes pleasure in clothing of rich textures and patterns which reminds of mothballs, with an exquisite technique of voluptuous pleats over those bodies tortured by the pain that an eager eye can’t see. This symbiosis of warm textures on emotionally drawn bodies ends up dressing the contradictions of the human passion as bunch of souls and saints whose beauty doesn’t caress the skin, but slaps and bleeds the soul as if Rema’s art works wanted to get into the mind through an open wound. Like a Dorian Gray looking at himself in his own portrait, the artist plays with the Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde that corrode in each word which has been thought but hasn’t been told in each shameful sight. Definetely, intimate enemies pictured in their own waste which are transformed into beauty that shines in the darkness. As Oscar Wilde stated “nothing can cure the soul but senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul”.
Rema's ArtPrize Entries
These are Rema's official ArtPrize entries from this year and past years.
Rema's Past Work
These are images of past work that Rema has done.