Over 40 pictures exhibited at the SANT’AGATA NEL CARMINE’S CHURCH

Bergamo Upper Town · St. B. Colleoni

from 28th March to 28th of June 2015

 

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OPENING HOURS

April

Monday - Friday: 10 am - 8.30 pm

Saturday - Sunday: 10 am - 10.30 pm

May and June

Monday - Friday: 10am - 10.30 pm

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You taste a canvas by Arcabas with your eyes, with your heart, almost with animal longing to carnally experience the most beautiful emotions it releases. One has to be an outstanding genius to be able to give us so much. Modest by nature, Arcabas hides behind the angels to explain his talent.

God’s angels are his assistants. An artist’s inspiration is not a formula or a martingale to be copied over and over in each new work. It is instead the result of a deep, inner dialogue, of extreme humility to put oneself at the service of a superior Beauty.

For Arcabas, this meditation is angelic.

But whether angels are his inspiration or not, it is the man himself who holds the brush. And for him, you can’t cheat with art; we must not be afraid to get dirty and smelling of turpentine or black ink. The artist’s work implies a need, sometimes hard, sometimes urgent, to feel empowered to seek true Beauty.

Many contemporary artists have lost themselves, preferring passing fads, succumbing to paid service, forgetting hard work. Not Arcabas, never. In a career spanning a little more than seventy years, Arcabas has dug his groove, regardless of trends, “arias of the moment” or artistic schools. He has traced his way the way he intended. Despite that, he was never alone: Fra Angelico, Piero della Francesca, Georges de la Tour, or more recently Manessier are some of his inspirations. Are they masters? Maybe. At any rate, they are predecessors in whose steps he has walked. Beauty is the face of God. And Arcabas gives us an opportunity to see Him in his paintings. Whether dedicated to a subject taken from the Gospels or from everyday life, all his works answer the same question: how can we see the face of God? The challenge is immense, but how lucky we feel when, in front of one of his intense paintings, emotions run so strong that they clench our throats. Thanks, Arcabas, for giving us such pleasures! Thank you for teaching us to look, to love, to feel God next to us!

Manuelle-Anne Renault-Langlois

Arcabas has chosen beauty.

He knows that beauty reveals the best in the human soul. For over seventy years, every day, incessantly, Arcabas has been giving us Beauty with his paint brushes. Words are often in vain. Painting is not a matter of vocabulary. It speaks to the heart, giving rise to human emotions. Canvas after canvas, the artist knows how to drag us along the path to truth and beauty. And we, mere spectators of his works, can only receive it with an open heart. Standing before a canvas by Arcabas, we don’t need to search for words, long sentences and explanations.

It is better to forget words and let us be absorbed in his delicate magic.

“For so long you haven’t seen, you don’t know anything, because you look at a piece of art with your eyes and enjoy it with your eyes. It does not lend itself to conversational language.

Everything that is being said in museums, by tour guides, ultimately serves no purpose other than to make people stand in front of a painting long enough to offer them a chance to see it.1”

I colori sono il più bel dono di Dio, per me pittore.

Mi rapiscono.

Mi immergono in un mondo di domande e mi impongono un grande rispetto.

Io sono uno che ama il colore e lo tratta con gusto.

Intendo proprio dire gusto, come quando si mangia.

Un colore non è nulla in se stesso, da solo, ma quando si pone un secondo colore accanto,

allora avviene come quando ci si mette al piano e si fa una nota e poi un’altra...

Si susseguono delle induzioni intuitive, profonde.

A partire dal terzo colore si forma un complesso che, rispetto all’idea che io ho, evolve anche diversamente: c’è una logica interna che fa sì che le cose avanzino in una sorta di avventura… e io non so come andrà a finire.

 

Arcabas