CHRISTTO & ANDREW: FUCK YOU, LAWRENCE OF ARABIA

When we speak about the Arab world, a lot of cliché images come up to our minds: burkas, Aladdin, kebabs, Lawrence of Arabia, yihad, Daesh, camels, moustaches in turbans, flying carpets and more Daesh. Not much more finds space in our concept of “arabesque”.
But, what happens when a Southafrican and a Puertorican travel to Doha (Qatar) and decide to demolish all the Oriental archetypes that Occident media show us? That’s how the work by Christto Sanz and Andrew Weir is born; kitsch photography of ladies in jilbabs in soap opera actress pose and drinking Coke in the middle of the dessert. An african-puertorican look that talks about the malleability of identity and the mix of East/West cultures in such a globalized word. Sand pop under the view of two geniuses; death to the bland Eastern archetype, long live to the baklava flavoured party!

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RIIKKA HYVÖNEN: POLYCHROME BUTTS

One more year, we’ve overcome Xmas time and the cycle of family meetings, Xmas carols, over-sugared kids and corny TV shows with it. We proudly say goodbye to all those elements that diabolically represent this festivity, but we can’t say cheerio to the lamb, pork, booze, pies, yorkshire puddings and cocktails that are hanging to our abdominal area like a chav to a Primark top. “It’s normal, it’s January” is the weak excuse that we all use whilst trying to believe that February will be a magical corset that will leave you with a lovely post-war body; let’s face it, you’ll have to sweat it all. Your new friends the love handles will only leave facing our demons at the gym.

There’s tonnes of ways to do it and all of them are horrible; beginning with zumba with a bag full of bricks to sauna yoga with steam, pain and zero dignity. Riikka Hyvönen shows us on her painting the suffering of different butts when, wearing roller skates, have kissed the ground. Polychrome butts that clearly reflect the martyrdom against Xmas excesses.

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JUNO CALYPSO: ETERNAL BEAUTY

It’s totally normal, you’re not the only one. In fact, it’s happens to all of us. Every time we turn on our TV we feel the urge to  put on our pj’s, hide under the blanket and binge watch Gilmore Girls. It’s fair enough that every time we hear concepts such as “anti-age cream”, “waxing”, “intimate care”, “low fat” or “healthy diet” we plunge into misery and, at the same time, hold onto our best friend, the king size Ben&Jerry’s pot.

Culture around image is the pillar of society; there’s a hugenormous (yep) industry behind it that tells us how to be, what to wear and punish us if we grow old or pop into the corner shop in our tracksuit. The cosmetics lobby has taken the “wrinkles are beautiful” motto and has cleaned their lobby arses with it; “no, baby, wrinkles are ugly and you’re fat, btw” it’s actually the theme that rules the media.

Luckily, there’s artists that try to dynamite this whole system. One of them is Juno Calypso, who embraces all the cosmetics imagery to create disturbing images closer to making us feel the same discomfort as teleshopping channels do. An artist that, following Cindy Sherman’s steps, dresses up to point out the pastel pink and anti-cellulite tirany through video and photography.

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juno calypso photo art lamondamagazine

juno calypso photo art lamondamagazine

juno calypso photo art lamondamagazine

juno calypso photo art lamondamagazine

juno calypso photo art lamondamagazine

TRACEY EMIN: PEOPLE LIKE YOU NEED TO FUCK PEOPLE LIKE ME

In La Monda Magazine we get hypnotized by slot machines, peepshow bars and fair rides; doctors have already said that if we follow on this path we’d end up in a seizure, but we don’t care.

Taking into account this attraction to all flashy, how could we not take a moment at Tracey Emin‘s work? Firework artist of all, the enfant terrible of contemporary Art has make it possible, along with Dan Flavin and Bruce Naumann, for neon lights to be found inside the pure and boring museum architecture. Her series of intimate and cheesy neon sentences drew our attention towards this artist that nearly won the Turner Price with her piece “The Bed”, in which she would show her own unmade bed surrounded by condoms, used towels and all sorts of rubbish. Emin got to the spotlight in a BBC interview, where she appeared high on Diazepam and in a “I don’t want to go back home to my mum’s” loop. That’s making a statement, and the rest is just nonsense. Tracey, girl, you rock!

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Tracey Emin's Bed Tate Modern FOR USE WITH REVIEW ONLY

Tracey Emin’s Bed
Tate Modern
FOR USE WITH REVIEW ONLY

LEE MADGWICK: EVEN BANKSY AGREES

In Lee’s world, as it happens in Banksy’s one, nothing is what it seems. We guess that’s why the Bristolian street artist has chosen him to decorate parts of his most audacious display up to date, Dismaland, a sort of post-apocalyptic not really kid oriented Disney World .
Madgwick creates those sceneries we often try to describe some mornings after sleeping before your digestion actually finished. This British painter builds up dark surrealistic world in which it seems something has happened or is about to happen. Full of details, his stunning pieces itch as much as a wool jumper.
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lee madgwick painting pintura lamondamagazine
lee madgwick painting pintura lamondamagazine
lee madgwick painting pintura lamondamagazine
lee madgwick painting pintura lamondamagazine
lee madgwick painting pintura lamondamagazine
lee madgwick painting pintura lamondamagazine

ZEREN BADAR: TURKISH DELIGHT

Turkey has got that thing that we can’t quite put the finger on; with a part in Europe and the other bigger part in Asia, its cultural mix, that modern and old infuence cocktail shaker, always leaves us the certainty there’s much more to discover behind what comes from this country.

The self-taught Turkish conceptual artist Zeren Badar is a mix in himself. Based in New York, he creates collage and compositions joining modern objects and old art, photography and sweets, sardines and portraits, apples and oranges. With a very strong visual and meaning load, Badar also leaves us wanting to discover more of him (and also if his website is an exercise in absurd humour).

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FIU 2015: IT’S HERE

After a very successful 2014 edition, the FIU festival is back and full of energy. FIU, which is already considered as THE reference festival for up and coming young creative talent, offers this year more activities, presents, parties, beers and even food! (we know you all love to eat). On this edition, you’ll be able to watch and listen to speakers as marvellous as Sergi Casero, the naughtiest La Monda Magazine contributor. Daniel Aristizabal, visual artist expert in 3D that contributed to our magazine with his editorial HUEVOS will also be talking there, as well as our beloved sexy director Andoni Beristain, who apart from explaining things about his job, he’ll gone full venezuelan soap opera mode. So, yeah, you know, FIU festival will be waiting for you at the Estrella Damm Factory in Barcelona on the 11th of May. Come say hi!

Tumblr Art: Claiming the silent minority

“¡Let the silent minority talk!”. That’s what, drunk as a rat, the liquor loving Spanish writer and filmmaker Fernando Arrabal claimed on a round table talking about the already old milenarism (that term might not even exist anywhere else than inside this enlighted Arrabal’s brain, now that I think about it). The silent minority is that group of people that turn their back on the standard and that are forgotten by the mass media, like people than more than two nipples, librarians or celiacs.
Luckily, this last group of gluten intolerants have decided to leave the shadows in which they’ve been locked for years creating the Gluten Free Museum, a side History of Art without the omnipresence of bread. To hell with Millet’s wheat fields or Dalís still lifes; from Vermeer to Jeff Koons, going through Tarantino, there’s not a single crumb that has avoided the gluten inquisition. Not only this collective is outstanding in their quest for showing the celiac condition in history, but also because of their amazing usage of Photoshop to eliminate any sign of wheat, rye, oat or similar. Another group that has decided to ask for their recognition is the one of the flamingo lovers. Yeah, that posing bird that has few friends in the Western culture. The silent minority is now in control of the artistic panorama. Behold museums, Tumblr is giving voice to the forgotten ones!
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PIP&POP: Sweetened smack

I remember myself when I was a kid; glued to the TV screen like a raver hugging a baffle, drooling and with my eyeballs out of their place. I remember how I would expose myself to a constant advertising bombarding, being overwhelmed by Nintendos, Micho Machines, dogs that would poop and dolls that would cry so loud that would turn my heartbeat into “rat heart” level rhythm. The ones I remember the most are those “My Little Pony” and “Care Bear” ads, so full of cute cheesy images, happy tunes and fluor colours that, just after watching them, they made you feel as if you had eaten 2kg of sugar. Just remembering them makes me want to bite a lemon.

That candyfloss taste comes back to life when watching Tanya Schultz’s work, who, under the name of Pip&Pop creates installations using glitter, plastic flowers, sugar or sweets. No one can stay the same after such a smack of aggressive cheesiness.

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pip&pop art lamondamagazine

pip&pop art lamondamagazine

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pip&pop art lamondamagazine

SAMUEL HENNE: ART ATTACKEN

Germany, that great country of sausages, controversial History, Berghain, real castles and rough language. Where people are doing well but don’t celebrate it; where being superior not only to other beings, but to entire countries, is a custom. Where surnames such as Düsediekerbäumer actually exist. The country of effectiveness. What would become of Europe without Germany.

Germany is also the country master of efficiency; have a look at photographer Samuel Henne‘s work. Using individual objects, this German creates with them a new thing and achieve what sounds rather difficult; functionality on an image. Utility, even. Something that emanates more of a purpose than you on a Sunday. Henne doesn’t seem to find beauty merely in the aesthetic, but he seems to pursue justification, probably due to his long genetic inheritance. Simply Wünderbar.

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samuel henne photography artist sculpture still life lamondamagazine

samuel henne photography artist sculpture still life lamondamagazine

samuel henne photography artist sculpture still life lamondamagazine

samuel henne photography artist sculpture still life lamondamagazine

samuel henne photography artist sculpture still life lamondamagazine