Rafi Műnz – Israel – Painting/Performance
I cannot really provide a satisfactory definition of ART, but I guess everything is.
After a few decades of “passing through” a variety of approaches to art, I am now interested in an intimate and “popular” contact with my audience.
Trying not to lose “professional” value, whatever that is, I want to communicate a romantic/utopic approach to aesthetics and a humoristic way of expressing our very serious issues of social, political and ecological problems.
The painful political situation in the Middle East, as well as my opinions about freedom, non aggressiveness and educating towards an ecological outlook, are illustrated in my work.
I use so called “anachronistic” means in attempting to make my points.Heritage Studies Technique
THE ROAD as a Ritual
The pits I keep falling into
Acryl & oil paint on wall, 28 meters long by 4 meters high.
The colorful black & white landmarks of Rafi’s life (digest edition)
Forces in background
- Lust – the engine and hobnailed boot that push me forward.
- Wisdomizing – studies and accumulation of knowledge.
- Rodents/raptiles – nibbling and nagging around.
- Chaos – how do i know what’s really going on?
- The wide horizons – awaiting you out there. Somehow always protected from me.
The grand opening:
The angel Refael (רפאל ), well wrapped (“protected”) is kicked onto his route. Milk in scarcity supports survival; overcome, come what may.
The spying eyes are situated between present & future (above) and the underground forces (below), always awaiting your fall.
The black hole – youth traumas, mostly forgotten.
The propaganda horns spread stars and promises in abundance. Nice wrappings for aggression and the need to rule. Political needs are cleverly disguised with the ever demanding robe of “The homeland” ( מולדת وطن ), for which we are said to sacrifice everything. General recruiting and mouth shutting.
Studies and diligence make you wanted; aiming at reinforcing the state. So called bonuses oppress creativity and make the rulers ever stronger.
Lion King – at the height of your life. The swan’s song. Approaching final loneliness?
A box again. Tranquility, void, end. LET’S de-PARTY