broken bicycle. shadows in the street, scattered letters mixed insects, ghosts, donkeys and birds, umbrellas ... universe Zivo elaborated around beings barely sketched, insecure, objects without purpose and without prestige. The seam is preferred to the line, the spot color to the button. Nothing is clear or stated, everything is open.
Zivo fills sketchbooks in his den, workshop, he appeals to dreams, visions. It gives free reign to his intuitions. We believe in simplicity, so that's the trick, but good, but the good one in survival with things, tinkering with the everyday, the eternal tenacious ability to incorporate the mishap, the troubles in a vibrant image or absurd.
It art from childhood, all through simple and mythological images. There is the concern of the great forces which pull the human into the sky (the bird) and the earth (the donkey). There are the old images of childhood, lost lost. Of war, interview, it remains horrified.
is drawing tenuous, modest in appearance, but very full of signs. Charge materials (the wax, earth), stained, scratched. The painting does not imitate the completeness because the world is fragmented, it refuses imitation because everything is perceived by the inner eye. It ignores the academic, the rules of art. Priority in dreams, images. The watercolor, still, the graffito do not let themselves to speech, they simply provide figures. Place is left to the viewer's imagination.
is with the hands and the subjects he painted, drew. It looks like a very serious game, a little haunted. The huge canvases that hang in the shop, with these dunce caps (the one that the school has seen fit to offer him) with these large birds, are reminiscent of cave drawings, to Roman graffiti in dreams lost souls.
The first time I saw Zivo at work, he had to dye cloth and wring huge cotton, they went a yellow dye bath, he urged them to make them fold, reliefs, as a very old skin, a leather dried. He then painted the color of ashes, earth. He returned to the first gestures, ornaments.
Although debris phrases are arranged on lesdessins, Zivo hesitant in speech, too sharp, too suggestive. Man is incarnate, bodied, his actions say the attention, the precision, care almost delicate. Concern for others, great observation of every detail, love of life together.
Melzoz Jerome, author of Ghosts, to
Editions low, Lausanne, 2010 Illustrated by
Zivo
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