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Materials and techniques used forthe realization of the work
Faceof Christin the foregroundofgold leafmosaic, depictingthe upper rightwith the crossof Golgotha, the upper leftrepresentation oflightning thatdarkenedthe hillat the timeof the death ofChrist surrounded bystars, the bottom right ofrepresentationthe soulof each one ofus andthe maskof evilin the centerthe hooked crossstoneForrestBrown, all madein oil oncanvas withspatulatechnique.
Description of the work
The crosspar excellence, one in whichJesus wassacrificedfor the redemptionof men, a symbol of his passionand objectof worshipfor Christians, itsublimatesat the resurrectionof Christ evento disappear, to befoundin each of usin the momentof pain, torment and tribulationsof everyday life: unremittingthat accompanylife's journey.
As well asJesus at thetime of deathlooks to thesky toobtain comfortand courage, our soul in themoment of maximumdistresslooking for somethingto hold on to...a signfrom heavenme to helpto overcome asearing pain.
In ascendingto heaven, Christ leaves behindreigningevilon earth: thesame diseasethat causeddeath, as well asfratricidecaused the deathof man to man. The evil thatis hidingbehind a mask ofgood manners, conformity and symbolsthat drawin themselvestojustifythelargesthumanvileness.
The hooked cross, a symbolic signthatis found amongmany peoplesofprehistoric timesin thehistorical age, themisinterpretationof its origins"airs" wasadoptedas a symbolofvariousanti-SemiticmovementsandGerman National Socialism: the evilis foundinso'human soul, no symbolhas the abilityto transform maninto an animal, the strangemixture of goodand evil, noble and vulgar, that is man.
But the cross, extensivelyspeaking,canfindeven in thebars of aprison wherethe mansuffering forhis sins, looking outside, open spaces and freedom.Everythingseems to be lost, but the cross, the symbol of liberationand transfiguration, something thatmakes lifeworthpreserving.
So ourEarth Mother, on which wasplantedthe crossof Jesus, thesilent witness tohuman cruelty, is wounded by his children, us,every day:we use, the treadwithout restraint, theysquanderthe fruits, and she, as athereany motherbearand sufferin silence, hoping to see uschange, tosee usgrow upand wise.