Jaci Bezerra
Sun and fire in the studio and in the soul

If it is true, as Gilberto Freyre claimed, the colors and the lights of the tropics influence a great deal of its painters, it is possible to claim that these lights and colors find their milestone shelter in the art and on the canvas by Plínio Palhano. His universe is engraved in fire. It also carries the sun of the uncurbed and wild passions which burn and sing splendly, displaying and revealing, flame by flame, what is found before and after the shadows. A world that seems to be born with the joy of the first creations, when the great spaces were still uninhabited and man was just the possibility of a dream putting itself into order on Earth.

Plínio Palhano´s works, inside a dark room, shine like a string of bonfires. They may be browsed by emotion as if they were parts of a book printed on the surface of the light. Or else they may be seen, breathing in the shadow, like thousands of lit wings flying to the eyes and to life. Yet, at first sight, these comparisons have broader horizons when the eyes travel over this universe in fever and fire. The fire, the light and the color burn because they are real. But it is only when we go deep inside the canvas that we understand we are pushing into, as far as our glance reaches, a universe set up by emotion and knowledge, which throbs and moves with the intense and organic power of creation of the human spirit.

Fire of the passion, fire of the soul, fire of eternity. These are the common places repeated through the times. However, the fire is always admittedly one of the elements used par excellence to mark and glorify the works which are, since their birth, before and beyond time. At the dust´s edge whence we will return, they justify the feeble and hazardous life of men. It is through the fire that Plínio moves into the shining space of his canvases. He and his inner landscape, way and vein teemed with blood and nerves, joys and anguishes. Landscape which sings mellow and feverish with the refulgence of the great poems. Of the fire gloriously advancing and establishing a new truth and a new order in the world.

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