Logovarda

It is in the evocation of the sacrifice that Logovarda's scenography takes on its highest density, that his line unfolds in the most perfect economy of means. A simple bright red wheel on a dark background, and here is a soggy spinning wheel. On the right, a head that screams so much that its hair becomes a spike. And at his feet an animal upside down, icon of innocence and submission.

One also thinks of tags. His work, from then on, is a conjuration of demons, an abscess through which evil forces continually fester, neutralized at their very gush by the magic of art.

A revolt of such magnitude has only a fortuitous relationship with techniques, culture and the art market. She seized the brush because it was the first weapon at her disposal.

Text by Slobodan Despot from the book LOGOVARDA, Edition de la Matze-Xenia.