Dispossession dictates the mood of Victor Estrada's paintings. Their charming titles (Big Rock Candy Mountain, Flowering Tree, or Pink Cloud) rarely coincide with their spectral quality. Layers of glazing, drippings, and articulation produce images of a place that is almost not there. The landscape is not host but ghost. No bodies inhabit it, only outgrowths, organs, and amputated parts that appear as cutouts against a fleshy backdrop. In I Went Walking and She Threw Me a Look / aka "Froggies Went a Courtin", 2017, the foot of a white man is planted at dead center, under an expansive baby-blue sky. An incongruous ceramic pot with a detailed floral motif commonly seen in border towns rests on the ground in front of a cat or raccoon that at first does not look out of proportion. A dark brown sun shines.
Text written by José Luis Blondet for the exhibition catalog.
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