Propagation: defined by Oxford dictionary as ‘the reproduction or spreading of something into new regions’. Born Belmiro Antonio Jemusse – better known as Jemmiro, changes the whole definition and gives it a visual motion and promptness. The solo exhibition exudes traces of physical qualities and attitudes– a facial gesticulation here and temperament depiction there.
Soaked in thousand words and urged by surroundings to come up with a concise explanation or a statement of what was going on in my mind at that specific moment – I saw that there was nothing better than a painting. They say “picture talks louder than thousand words”; so, why bother?
At that specific moment I looked around me and saw a blank canvas, but the size and the format did not match or sooth my vision. Without wasting time I ordered one.
“Two sisters” is a piece done in pencil, inspired by a real life story of two young sisters who are physically distant from each other, but the nostalgia somehow, keep them connected, though. They are emotionally close to each other and you can see how one talks about the other – it is evident in the countenance, the loving memories, and the inner conversation of both is a breath taking.
How is the drawing conceived?
In the efforts to “find himself” as an artist, Jemmiro has produced a number of works, notably “Fragments”, “Finding The Inner Child” and “Under The Moonlight”, the latter was featured in a solo exhibition.
Kilograms of words sank in her heart
Nothing fancy in his attempt to win her soul.
With no voice she raised her eyes
To dress her inner life with all what she thought to be fair.
She smiled once, twice…
With her eyes sinking in her soul,
She did not say a word,
But the status of her face,
In an attempt to give a cheer,
Froze for a moment or two.
I recently found myself as being in an endless search – even though, some art experts say that I am at home with my techniques and style, assuming that I found my position in my art-making world… I hate to admit that I feel as I am still too far to find myself a comfortable corner where I can happily say: “here, as an artist, I came and I stay”. There are endless possibilities that I may wake up tomorrow with a completely different style or technique – It’s weird though, it scares me as well, but who cares?
When I finished my printmaking course at the Artist Proof Studio in Johannesburg, and wondering what my next move would be, I asked myself, “Where do I start?” Then I realized that nothing was to be started, but well, to be continued.
In this series of work I go back to my childhood. I wanted to make my memories of the past real again. I wanted them to be as real as right now, to try and keep them alive. By making these images depicting these moments, I felt as if the past could become more tangible, as if I could hold my memories in my own two hands. And through my fond remembering I could not only recapture my memories but also I could change them, improve them, and immortalize them in golden light.
In this series of paintings I expose my vulnerability, those moments in life when a tear becomes a friend and holds tight your smile, overwhelmed by a strong fragrance from past or future; those moments in which all you know is nothing – life has ways to leave you naked, brute, or insane – and if there is any sense of morality, it is when you pinch yourself and find out that you are wide awake.