IGNACIO GUERRERO
BIOGRAPHY
A self-taught artist, he was born in the city of Guadalajara in 1963. With Surrealist style, his work has been exhibited in Mexico and abroad, with more than 150 exhibitions.
The dreamlike and playful surreal world of Ignacio Guerrero evokes hidden places in the paths of the impossible, the flight of a bird, a cage, horses, mermaids, men, and women in full quasi-Kafkaesque metamorphosis show us common elements in this strange world created from the depths of his brushes, impregnated with oils and acrylics that smear his canvases with poetry.
IGNACIO GUERRERO is free when he paints and frees us at the same time from any prejudment to dream, asleep or awake.
Women stretch their arms and legs to occupy a dignified and comfortable place on the canvas where they will inhabit. The birds, be they hummingbirds, doves, or herons, accompany each visual journey towards the farthest airs.
Each figure is an allegory, a frank emotion translated into animals and characters thanks to mastery of technique and brush. All that is observed is a game, a wonderful game of tonalities and textures.
The horses gallop with energy, the doors do not find the key, the branches of the trees yearn for float. There is no doubt that the most sympathetic and provocative muses parade with enthusiasm for each painting and direct the pictorial orchestra with the flying hands of infinite creativity.
The dreamlike and playful surreal world of Ignacio Guerrero evokes hidden places in the paths of the impossible, the flight of a bird, a cage, horses, mermaids, men, and women in full quasi-Kafkaesque metamorphosis show us common elements in this strange world created from the depths of his brushes, impregnated with oils and acrylics that smear his canvases with poetry.
IGNACIO GUERRERO is free when he paints and frees us at the same time from any prejudment to dream, asleep or awake.
Women stretch their arms and legs to occupy a dignified and comfortable place on the canvas where they will inhabit. The birds, be they hummingbirds, doves, or herons, accompany each visual journey towards the farthest airs.
Each figure is an allegory, a frank emotion translated into animals and characters thanks to mastery of technique and brush. All that is observed is a game, a wonderful game of tonalities and textures.
The horses gallop with energy, the doors do not find the key, the branches of the trees yearn for float. There is no doubt that the most sympathetic and provocative muses parade with enthusiasm for each painting and direct the pictorial orchestra with the flying hands of infinite creativity.
