by Fernando Llorente, Philosopher
Science and philosophy have always been tempted to inquire into the origins – of man, language, aggressiveness etc., since the answers to these questions allow the mind to delve into theories reconciling it with its mythical past.
Art also lends itself to such temptations. And it is certainly more respectful of Myth than philosophy or science. The latter, armed with words, formulae, arguments, that is with Logos, try to decipher the Myth, but may only surround it and become its most dedicated, insatiable and grateful parasites, like Good, object and objective of ethics and Truth, which philosophy and science would own exclusively, are parasites of Beauty. Art merely celebrates Myth, with a ceremony of acknowledgment. With no other pretension that its own quiet poetry, built with the blurred arguments of forms, no matter how clearly defined, and with the pillar of ethereal volumes, however solid.
In “OXYGEME” Pablo Pro ́s photographs ask no questions, they are an immersion, without prejudice, into the first origin, the mother of all origins, the origin that also precedes the Myth, and the gods. And enable science and philosophy to seek answers, to their heart ́s content, to the questions that drive the hearts and minds of men.
Pablo Pro ́s photographs ask no questions, since they seek no answers. They are an immersion into the origins of life in general, specifically human life. Or even more specifically, into the photographers own origin. And this, not so much because the figures disport themselves underwater, which would be too obvious, but rather because the artist has composed a series of poetic sonograms, and sonograms are always of a specific body and no other, like poetry is always of
a spirit and no other, it may be shared, yes, but never exchanged. The poetry surrounding Pablo ́s photographs is a delicate but powerful aesthetic of the titanic struggle of the beginnings of life, a struggle won at birth, followed by life ́s battles; other artists portray the throes of life, defeated by death, as artistic shrouds, a final armistice after so many truces. Each and every moment of the struggle is so delicately powerful, so tensely and beautifully portrayed in Pablo ́s photographs, seasoned with tragic poetry, that it would seem as if the artist was himself the hero fighting the battle of life, as if he had recognised himself before knowing
and becoming known. As if, photographing his subjects, he were diving into an immense maternal ocean.