I just found out that Galería Éxodo, in Old San Juan, Puerto Rico, now has two spaces: at 152 and 200B Cristo Street [Calle del Cristo] at the corner of San Francisco Street. The owners describe the gallery as a space of convergence that gathers myriad artistic examples from the Caribbean and beyond: “Inhabiting a colonial edification impregnated with stories that talk about changes through the passing of time, not too far from the sea, we can find the works of artists that come from different corners of the world. In this eclectic space, diverse artistic views converge, and even the most opposing voices greet one another. From Ciudad Juárez to Paris, crossing through the Caribbean and the North-American territory, an invisible thread [. . .] connects each perspective.” Here is their full statement below:
Frontiers, those visible or illusory barriers between a physical space to another, which at given times seemed inalterable, have been falling down. Today, what’s inalterable is the displacement, the forced or voluntary migrations. Today, rigid notions like purity, tradition and dogmas walk, hand in hand, with mixtures, innovation and experimentation. What is pure seems to diversity itself without the need of masks, and discourses take alternative routes, maneuvering unexpected turns. Or they dissolve completely, leaving space for new perspectives. This is not new. Since the world has been revolving around that indecipherable energetic body that we call sun, we have been reinventing our cultural social and political models. Evidently, these complicated processes have not been too pacific or fair. The most striking ones have been chaotic, insensible and bloody. The Caribbean and Latin America, for example, have witnessed the massive execution and marginalization of the indigenous and African communities. On the same hand, we have also witnessed the admirable capacity of resistance of these cultures which has always been reflected in the artistic realm.
What artist has never wanted to visit other places with a brush in his hand and wings on his feet? How many artists have had to live in exile to develop their abilities? Or to express themselves without so many knots? How many painters or sculptors have migrated to free themselves from economic oppression? Countless are the creators that live in the “come and go”. Countless are the creators that grow, mature and forge their vision in the “back and forth”; between farewells or layoffs; under the menacing and fearful stare inside “the other”. For that reason, their work reflects, directly or indirectly, the essence of movement.
[Above: Lucía Méndez’s “Con San Miguel.”]
For more information, see http://www.galeriaexodo.com/