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Tássia Bianchini, Study about Pas de Deux, 2014
Oil on paper, 25 x 40 cm
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Tássia Bianchini, Experiment 
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Tássia Bianchini, Untitled - 2014
Oil on paper - 40 x 51 cm 
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Studio sneak peek
"Painting is the making of an analogy for something nonvisual and incomprehensible: giving it form and bringing it within reach. And that s why good paintings are incomprehensible. Creating the incomprehensible has absolutely nothing do to with turning out any old bunkum, because bunkum is always comprehensible. ‘Not comprehensible’ partly means ‘not transitory’: i.e., essential. And it partly means an analogy to something that, by definition, transcends our understanding, but which our understanding allows us to postulate."

— Gehrard Richter

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chamaefumo:

Em terra estrangeira. No meio da madrugada fria, onde criaturas uivam e disputam carcaças lá no ermo, onde as aves estrangeiras se acumulam em congresso, e se aquecem e em silêncio sobre as galhos velhos como a terra. As montanhas navegam revoltosas em direção umas as outras e os trovões resultantes são ouvidos aqui em minha cama, e os tremores retumbam como tambores na minha alma. Aqui há vazio por toda a parte, como se o céu fosse aqui, e os pássaros voassem sobre as rochas. Aqui as cores são outras, mas o que aperta meu coração permanece.


Friends giving words to my yearnings. Love it, Junior!! 
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Things are taking shape around here - some studies for an installation
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Detail of a work in progress
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Tássia Bianchini, From the ashes - 2014
Oil on paper - 40 x 51 cm 
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It feels like I´m learning how to pain again - sea of paint
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Studio
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Just put some new ones on store. Check it out, guys. 
^ Exp 30 - oil on paper [32 x 50 cm]
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Details of an experiment
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It´s funny and weird how most of the times of the studio it seems I´m doing a bunch of things and they don´t relate to each other at all, and it can go on for a very long time and it´s tough. But then suddenly everything makes sense and connect - maybe it´s just a matter of time, of letting things mature and unfold themselves. Art, just like nature, has its own time. 
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Mountains beyond mountains (in Conemara, Ireland)