HU Zi is having her solo exhibition “Mozart” presented by Studio D'Arte Raffaelli in Trento, Italy, to introduce her recent practice of portraits. The exhibition will last until 7 January 2018.
Selected Works
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart I, HU Zi 胡子, 2017. Gouache on paper 纸上水粉, 75 × 55.3 cm
Blue Jarvis Cocker, HU Zi 胡子, 2017. Gouache on paper 纸上水粉, 75.5 × 54.5 cm
Mozart Geburtshaus II, HU Zi 胡子, 2017. Oil on board 木板油画, 55 × 50 cm
Jarvis Cocker, HU Zi 胡子, 2017. Gouache on paper 纸上水粉, 75.5 × 54 cm
Mozart
Last July, I had already left Florence after making my way through the rich array of sculptures and frescoes there and drove northward from Milan. From the car window, the black mountains seemed to gather even more densely together, and the deep blue cliffs were almost perfectly vertical, reaching out sharply and infinitely to the sky. I arrived in Trento and was dropped off at the gate of Wolkenstein Palace, and as I pushed open the arched door, I met head-on a golden fresco on the domed ceiling showing several naked cupids playing various musical instruments, as glowing as they could ever be. I then went to the basement where a chubby bacchus appeared on the giant pink pitched roof. A catalogue an entry at hand said that in the autumn of 1771 then 15-year-old Mozart held a concert in this palace built in the 16th century during the Renaissance period.
13 months later. The black Mozart, a pair of eyes penetrating the heart. The red Mozart, a young man with determination. The blue Mozart, oozing sadness from the ends of his hair. Gloomy and playful as Jarvis Cocker could be, in deep purple and apricot. Palio di Siena, being wild and crazy. Bacchus stands on a grape penis. Window after window stands the walls between the universe and the ego. The fresco paintings from Renaissance, the rebellious and stubborn geniuses, and the free spirit of rock and roll. Under Cupid’s golden instruments, in Wolkenstein Palace, Mozart once held an opera. And I was there.
—HU Zi
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