PUBLISHER
Museu d'Art Contemporani de Barcelona

BOOK FORMAT
Clth, 6.75 x 9.5 in. / 272 pgs / 138 color.

PUBLISHING STATUS
Pub Date 8/25/2015
Out of print

DISTRIBUTION
D.A.P. Exclusive
Catalog: FALL 2015 p. 121   

PRODUCT DETAILS
ISBN 9788492505739 TRADE
List Price: $45.00 CDN $55.00

AVAILABILITY
Not available

FROM THE ARTBOOK BLOG

CORY REYNOLDS | DATE 9/3/2015

The Passion According to Carol Rama

The heretofore largely overlooked Italian painter Carol Rama (1918-2006) has been much in the news lately, with reviews for her 2014-2017 traveling retrospective in all of the major international art magazines and newspapers. We are pleased to announce the release, at last, of the remarkable book that accompanies the shows, in which Lea Vergine writes, "So, who is Carol Rama, really? She is a devilish angel, kind and wild; she is a supreme amateur; a survivor hunting for originality; she is a Manganelli's fool and a blazing kobold; she is an artifice, a perfect mise-en-scène; a mosaic of ruins of rotten leftovers of the past; she is a character of literature, she is a poem by Sanguinetti and a passage from Baudelaire; she is exotic, erotic and heroic. Besides, she is 'damned and beautiful,' primitive and blasé, beaten and impermeable, strong and asthenic, sparkling and rascally, aristocratic and plebian, pervert and naïve, humorous and sorrowful, educated, shy and diligent, a wandering minstrel and a hermit. Is she Molly Bloom or Alice, Lady Ramsay or Pandora, Sisyphus or Icarus, Gorgon or Cagliostro, the Medusa or Eurydice without Orpheus? Nobody, absolutely nobody, can answer these questions. The artist gives and denies herself, cloaked in permanent mystery." Featured image is "Appassionata" (1943). continue to blog

FROM THE ARTBOOK BLOG

CORY REYNOLDS | DATE 9/4/2015

The Passion According to Carol Rama

"Opera n 18" (1939) is reproduced from The Passion According to Carol Rama, the fascinating new release published to accompany the current touring retrospective. Artist and essayist Mai-Thu Perret writes, "A savage little old lady tries on the panoply of modern art, from Fauvism to concrete abstraction to Art Informel and Surrealism. She sits in the intersection between movements, in the cracks of history. Art movements are like fashions that a woman can put on and distort, and spit back garbled and cut-up for more than seventy years from her apartment in Turin. Always producing her very own, very particular type of jouissance. Always refusing to behave. Her work teems with orifices. The places through which a body, in its singularity, connects and conjoins with other bodies. The places through which the outside enters in, through which one is penetrated, and penetrates. The mouths, the assholes, the vulvas, the ears, the eyes, of a machine sexuality where desire is the prime mover. There are dicks, feet, snakes, bicycle tires, mad cows, shoes, syringes, dentures and shit… It can be tragic, but it's also quite hilariously funny, in a fierce and merciless way. Pain has never been the opposite of pleasure." continue to blog