What if art was about blending into the landscape? We inhabit the landscape as the landscape inhabits us in an inseparable mutual embrace. There is only one degree of distance measurable from the gaze… from our field of vision… from this unique and personal point of view. The landscape exists beyond our perception, whether interior or exterior… omnipresent. The body and the gaze are only a point in the space of this landscape which belongs to us… beyond the perceptible and our own consciousness. Everyone… friend, stranger, spectator… takes part and completes the picture… a collective work.
oil and acrylic on canvas, 2024
Freeing oneself from the “Figure”, “Landscape” format and freeing oneself from the shackles of pre-established genres to make the landscape figurative and the figure landscaped… is ultimately to reconcile man and his environment… to bring together what would have never been separated… the inside and the outside, the visible and the invisible… a natural state of things. Nothing is secondary or anecdotal anymore and everything is finally in its place… grown infinitely.
oil and acrylic on canvas, 2024
Recent works of Tomáš Jetela, if they are not without resurgences coming from the Italian Renaissance to surrealism, materialize a form of outcome of this quest for the landscape and oneself… a symbiosis. He does not seek realism or abstraction… he seeks an intermediate and theatrical space where all the comedies and tragedies are played out… a space of truth through the exhaustive and simultaneous coexistence of human passions. The landscape becomes supernatural since it confronts the “déjà vu” with the “jamais vu”… this sensation close to the uncanny.
It is an ideal and imaginary landscape… that of an existential resort across ages and dimensions. It suggests what exists beyond monumental canvases… a perpetual movement of our changing landscapes and that we must explore them without preconceptions… set off on the adventure of dreams and possible worlds… experience the discovery of better and worse… of death and life… to marvel and to be frightened… in an abundance of colors and paradoxical information. He opens the skull and the minds as one would open a search history and all the images appear on the screen… remembered in an instant… like this ultimate burst of consciousness. The landscape is free as it is captive. It becomes the synthesis of the place, the subject and the object… an entity in its own right… super-powerful… which never falls asleep or dies. It transforms… to exist forever… beyond day and night…
And it is not because the canvas… this other… leaves our field of vision that it will no longer exist. The other continually exists as long as a common landscape belongs to us… binds us… as long as we can find ourselves there… in an action or a memory… a pareidolia. At the border of introspection and extrospection, there is only one panorama that we call contemplation. The work is a chosen piece of this contemplation… a shared sight… a piece of emotion.
Emotion is born here from this terrible harmony of the world… intimately grotesque and picturesque… an inseparable landscape!
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