Luciana Mariano

Listen to the music and see.

A dinner out of this world

The flawless setting. Table is immaculately set, candles are lit, the wine is just at the perfect temperature, prize winning harvest, bold and tasty!

The house is clean and cozy, the exquisite cuisine spreads its scents through the dining room, enhancing the appetite, inviting for the amazing meal about to be devoured.

Comfortable chairs and the the freshly pressed linen table cloth invites the guests to the feast. Shiny delicate china, silver services and cutlery, everything set and served with dedicated good taste. 

The walls display, on warm and welcoming wallpapers, the art and the time that are suspended in thought for this special occasion.

Transparent curtains fall gracefully all the way to the floor.

A red chrystal steals the impressive view. The pendulus of the clock, also static, dare not to disturb the moment. Everything is ready, silent, awaits.

Except the tail of the interesting blue beast under the table.

It anxiously swings, awaiting.

As the planet behind the curtain, never stops rotating.

This work currently been exhibited at Naivistit Iittalassa, in Iittala, Finland.

Happy holidays. Whatever that means.

The woman and the goose.

Woman and Goose – 25×30 – AoC – 2022 – Luciana Mariano (c)

We are moved by our passions.
But we must make sure our passions also hold some humanistic, altruistic values, otherwise it’s all about our egoic instincts. Building ourselves requires a myriad of chemicals, combined in such a way that we become the best version of what this existence allows us to be. We are a rare combination of beauty and disgrace, knowledge and despise, kindness and monstersities. And we have to struggle to accept the ugly and let prevail the good in us. We disguise well and most times not. We are demonic angels of ourselves and what we give to the world is never enough, compared with what we get. There is no balance… and yet, that´s all we need.

The woman and the goose.

They both seem defenseless, harmless, beautiful.

And they are.

Until we aren´t.
We are just art.

Utopia

This work is called ”Together we can reach the stars”.
It is about the wishful thinking of a society where people, helping each other, could reach higher goals for humanity. It is about, hand by hand, making something better which everyone could benefit from. Not a polarized world of opposites, but a world where everyone counts and matters, above profit and interests.

The world is killing itself based on division. There is not them and us, its all we. Greed, territorialism and insanity is rulling and everyone is loosing. There are wars everywhere, at this very moment, but some wars attain out mercy, while others are completely ignored. Why? Is it because one could kill you and the other presents no risk to you? If that is the case, I bring sad news: you are already dead inside.

The world, from this naive artist’s perspective, looks like this: The planet is a big beautiful school and some kids are not allowed to learn, play and eat there. Other kids are grounded during recession but they didn’t do any wrong. Some kids are overfed, overdressed, over indulged and even given free grades and stars, while others are starving, cold, being bullied and punished without any reason. Some kids are better than others because of their surnames, skin color, the amount of money their parents hold in their bank accounts. Would you like your kid to attend that school? Would he be bullying or bullied?

Stop insanity.

Stop allowing the bullies to decide who thrives and who perishes.

If you can’t see the whole picture, or if you cant see both sides, you are part of the problem, not part of the solution.

Together we can reach the stars, but against each other we are doomed, collectively, to fail.

Luciana Mariano, March 2022.

Meditation

Storytelling

There is a place, in the deep, vast blue planet, where we can always meet and rest.

Where we can just be and listen to each others breaths, hearts, voices, silences and stories.

There we know we are safe. Turbulences do not affect us when we are in there.

It perhaps lasts a few seconds or undisturbed hours and days, but we know,

that in there, we don’t need to be cautious, worried, afraid, alert, defended.

We share in silence whatever goes through our souls, with no fear of mistaking

no doubt nor disapproval, no chance of rejection. An ephemeral taste of peace and freedom we lack.

There we can be tenderly preserved from tempests, turmoils, gales, jumbles and storms.

It’s there where we take shelter in our darkest and coldest nights.

A place to be nurtured and lovingly accepted. Generously allowed to exist, heal and thrive, despite our human imperfections, our flaws and limitations. There we are perfectly broken (and loved) for the whole context and perspectives of our existence. No words needed, you just know. There we play, sit, rest, are.

Its the chance to recompose and re-align. Re-find our purposes and allow ourselves to continue, despite the noise, rage and friction of the waters that never cease. Feeling comfortable even for a tiny fraction of time may be the glimpse of hope we long for. Having our feet dry and warm, for a while, gives us strength to stay afloat a little longer and perhaps, make it safe to shore, find home.

There you are the home.

Absenc/s/es

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We are all there and yet, no one is present. Life can be just like that; we think we exist, but we are ever desappearing, from the very moment we started.

Estamos todos lá e, no entanto, ninguém está presente. A vida pode ser assim; pensamos que existimos, mas estamos desaparecendo, desde o momento em que começamos.

Januária


Her name is Januária. 

She might look fragile but she is a beautiful, bold and fearless girl.

She carries a soul full of dreams and a heart full of love.

(Here starts a series of 3D works)
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Januária pode parecer frágil mas é na verdade muito valente.

Ela carrega consigo uma mala cheia de sonhos e tem a alma, o coração, os braços e os olhos repletos de amor.

( Escultura em massa de secagem a frio e pintura acrĂ­lica)

Sobre lugares na histĂłria. Or: the cat in the bathroom.


(Texto em portuguĂŞs abaixo)
About this painting: 
Life is taking me for quite a ride.

One day I find the love of my life, the other day my country become a hostile territory ruled by a mad man. Things that are apparently unconnected but everything has some common ground. 
This is the first time I make a painting to my home.

I wanted a painting in the toilet.

A cozy painting of a toilet.

There is a nice bathtube, towels, soaps, paintings on the wall, curtains and a window with a peaceful view, a sink and obviously a potty. It is cute and silly. It is a clean and safe place where people can sit and relax while doing their business. People will watch and be watched: there is a cat in the middle of the painting. In this personal metaphor the bathroom represents the comfort of finally having your own space to live and care for, while the cat is the owner, the user, the keeper and the guardian of the space that he finally can call home.
But the painting is also symbolic.

It’s the place where you “let go”. 

The place that you put out your excrements.

This painting could represent the whole contemporary moment of a country. An ambiance where everything looks satisfactory, but it is a sad representation of a whole home. It is a place to wash, but nothing is being washed. It is a place where every day a lot of sh*t is being done, deposited, spoken and exposed without any restriction, criteria nor shame. A country that allows massive defecation without due care, could soon be clogged, flooded, interdicted and ruined. A country, should not be turned in to a toilet by it’s government. Once again, it had everything to be put into good use and become a healthy, comfortable part of a good home. But if the cat sits there, in the middle, and does nothing, soon not even the cats will be able to live that environment. In this metaphor the bathroom is a country and the cat is its people. 
The narratives of my paintings are quite open. You can enjoy it or not, you can like it or not, but it is always up to the viewer to figure out where this place really is and how the characters will react to the story. I know what I want for my story and what I need to do to get there (I am there, indeed) I just hope the people from that country realize soon enough that just sitting and watching will not be enough.
PORTUGUĂŠS:
A vida está me levando para um interessante passeio.

Um dia encontro o amor da minha vida, no outro dia meu paĂ­s se torna um territĂłrio hostil governado por um louco. Coisas que aparentemente nĂŁo estĂŁo conectadas, mas tudo na vida tem algum ponto em comum.
Esta é a primeira vez que faço uma pintura na minha casa.

Eu queria uma pintura no banheiro.

Uma pintura aconchegante de um banheiro.

Há uma banheira agradável, toalhas, sabonetes, quadros na parede, cortinas e uma janela com uma vista tranquila, uma pia e, obviamente, uma privada. É fofo e bobo. É um lugar limpo e seguro, onde as pessoas podem se sentar e relaxar enquanto cumprem seus afazeres biológicos. As pessoas vão ver e serem vistas: há um gato no meio da pintura. Nessa metáfora pessoal, o banheiro representa o conforto de finalmente ter seu próprio espaço para viver e cuidar, enquanto o gato é o dono, o usuário, o guardião e o mantenedor do espaço que ele finalmente pode chamar de lar.
Mas a pintura também é simbólica.

É o lugar onde vocĂŞ se desprende do que nĂŁo precisa e “deixa ir”.

O lugar que você põe para fora seus excrementos.

Esta pintura pode representar o momento contemporâneo de todo um país. Um ambiente onde tudo é aparentemente satisfatório, mas é uma representação triste de uma casa inteira. É um lugar para lavar, mas nada está sendo lavado. É um lugar onde todo dia muita merda está sendo feita, depositada, falada e exposta sem qualquer restrição, critério ou vergonha. Um país que permite vergonhosa defecação sem o devido cuidado, poderá em breve estar entupido, inundado, interditado e arruinado. Um país, não deve se tornar a latrina suja ou o banheiro de seu governo. Mais uma vez, tinha tudo para ser usado para ser parte saudável e confortável de um bom lar. Mas se o gato está lá, no meio, e não faz nada, em breve nem os gatos poderão viver esse ambiente. Nesta metáfora o banheiro é um país e o gato é o seu povo.
As narrativas das minhas pinturas são bastante abertas. Você pode curtir ou não, você pode gostar ou não, mas é sempre o espectador que decide qual é este lugar e como os personagens vão reagir à estória. Eu sei o que eu quero para a minha história e o que eu preciso fazer para chegar lá (de fato, eu já estou lá). Eu só espero que as pessoas daquele país percebam em breve que apenas sentar e assistir não está sendo o suficiente.
Luciana Mariano, all rights reserved.

The house of the three cats


The house of the three cats
Is a place where you can be who you are

There you are allowed to embrace

Whoever you were born to be.

It’s a place where freedom 

speaks louder than empty statements

And morals are built upon respect

For diversity

inclusion and justice.

In the house of the three cats

Your color

Beliefs

Sexuality

Tastes

and preferences

Can only concern yourself

And everyone else accepts you

Beyond your flaws and qualities.

Because you are

(also) 

so much more

Than your looks and opinions.

There you can exist 

without being judged

Days and nights are merely

Aspects of time

And you can interact with reality

According to your own

Perspective and perception.

There you can be 

serious

crazy

weird

All

Or nothing.

As long as you are 

Kind and respectful

Generous and gentle.

There you will find your kindred souls

No mater who you are.
Love takes you there, empathy is the key.

If you have it, you are always welcome.

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A casa dos trĂŞs gatos
É um lugar onde você pode ser o que é

Lá você tem permissão para abraçar

Aquele que vocĂŞ nasceu para ser.

É um lugar onde a liberdade

fala mais alto que declarações vazias

E a moral Ă© construĂ­da sobre o respeito

Pela diversidade

inclusão e justiça.

Na casa dos trĂŞs gatos

Sua cor

Crenças

Sexualidade

Gostos

e preferĂŞncias

SĂł dizem respeito a vocĂŞ mesmo

E todo mundo te aceita 

Além das suas falhas e qualidades.

Porque vocĂŞ Ă©

(Também)

muito mais

Do que sua aparĂŞncia e opiniĂŁo.

Lá você pode existir

sem ser julgado.

Dias e noites sĂŁo meramente

aspectos do tempo

E vocĂŞ pode interagir com a realidade

de acordo com a sua

Perspectiva e percepção.

Lá você pode ser

sério

maluco

esquisito

Todos

Ou ninguém.

Contanto que vocĂŞ esteja

Bom e respeitoso

Generoso e gentil.

Lá você encontrará suas almas afins

NĂŁo importa quem vocĂŞ seja.
O amor te leva você até lá, mas empatia é a chave.

Se você a tem, você será sempre bem vindo.

Arte na Tela

https://youtu.be/8n2VF0XbfA4

Click on the link above and heck out the interview on the TV program “Arte na Tela” shown in Brazil.

Para conhecer minha arte, clique no link acima e assista o programa “Arte na Tela” exibido no Brasil.

Junho ° June ° Juni ° Kesäkuu


A painting is always a thoughful gift.

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