I let myself love me, I let myself get caught by the passion of the moment, the tension. I let myself flow, in every painting, every person, every character, every expression of the colour, giving shape to the feeling. I let myself go with the sensations, play the game. I allow myself to feel fear, anger or hate, I forget everything for just a moment, going with the feeling, touching it with my fingers, leaving a mark on the clothe. I let myself to live the colours inside of me, I am the colour and its meaning. The "me dejo" project is about 6 paintings where the artist shows different aspects of the character of 5 different people that interacts with her to create the piece. Each painting has a different color, related to the personality of the person who is painting with her, all of them very close of the art world, to make easier the process of creation in the relation of the chosen colour and what this is trying to express.
- ME DEJO | By Alice Karshan -
Alice karshan was born on 1984 in a small town in the center of italy. From very young she discovers her passion for the world of art, so she studies in the art school of italy and the Accademia delle belle arti of Urbino. She starts with painting and different pictorials techniques that she uses to express herself on abstract art, creating works with no title and open to any free interpretation. Her nonconformity and constant search for perfection in spontaneity, is what defines her, and what pushes her to experience Live painting as a new tool to show the process and the depth in the creation of an artwork. She creates her work starting from body painting, the fusion of the body and the cloth, the expression of her feelings through the movement of the body and the interaction with the surrounding. Currently she exposes her work in Italy, New York and Barcelona, being the mediterranean city the place where she decides to stay to develop her creativity and take it to another level.
Walking in disguise, in white, pure. I fall down between all this people that is not looking at me, I get dirty of red, of blood, of violence...I stand up, on pride, I face the people, the world, I face life... I almost stay invisible to this world that is running, without seeing, not recognizing themselves.
Myself on a black and long dress... no heart, I don't feel it anymore, I touch it, I have it in my hands, it's bleeding, it's beating... is it alive? I keep the heart so I don't lose it. I keep someone, something, so I don't lose it. I get lost in fears so I don't feel them. I'm afraid of this game that you just invented, that I can't know the rules. I'm afraid to lose,lose you.
Por que respirar, por que intimar, por que alimentarnos.. Por que no compartir, por que poner limites a los sueños y cadenas a los corazones libres. Mundo de locos y cuerdos solitarios. Yo, con mi alma encerrada luchando por ser libre me pregunto, por que no? Por que no probar suerte y poner color en esta película en blanco y negro.