Nicoz Balboa’s paintings are bursts, brief glimpses like when you look at a landscape from the window of a moving train, instants frozen in time, of a dream we will never dream again.
They are fleeting glances at a parallel reality where animals know all. Nature lives and protects, so the little girls can decide to love, kill, or die. Strange land, inhabited by semi-ordinary creatures and little girls who are too elegant for our times, is the place where we’d like to wake up every morning. The peaked cliffs by the sea fill hearts, the caress of the wind and the exhilaration of a distant horizon have become the new points of reference in Nicoz’s paintings. As well as the animals, these kind and mute presences. Nature and animals are solid and present and they will always remain even when the little girls have become women, then elderly ladies, and finally ashes. They will always remain even when that land has been deserted.
pyrograph on wood & acryl / cm 30x40 / 2010
pyrograph on wood & acryl / cm 24x30 / 2010
pyrograph on wood & acryl / cm 30x40 / 2010
pyrograph on wood & acryl / cm 30x45 / 2010 / framed
pyrograph on wood & acryl / cm 24x30 / 2010
pyrograph on wood & acryl / cm 24x30 / 2010
pyrograph on wood & acryl / cm 50x60/ 2010
pyrograph on wood & acryl / cm 30x40 / 2010
pyrograph on wood & acryl / cm 50x60 / 2010
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