Eduardo Alvarez, Artist’s Bio By Maxwell Clark Eduardo, or Ed, as I affectionately refer to him, is, from my nook of this world, an exceedingly admirable young talent in the New Haven world and even, I daresay, potentially one-day the global art market. Consider only the jazzy, graffiti-esque, abstract expressionist turns of phrase I deploy in rendering his character as a person and as a signatured set of aesthetic objects. These words, if nowise as intensely distinct as is possible in expressing his regard to me, do only begin to open up the narrative of his life story. For Ed, mon ami (he is allergic to me when I butcher my pronunciation of any Spanish), is most certainly a chivalric hero of sorts to me, in the best tradition of the Hispanic empire. Or, no, not a knight, but more of a Tomas Luis de Victoria or Pedro Calderon de la Barca, a elder creative worker, or craftsman, of European Spain. He is inescapably at least a little in that tradition, or under that masterful influence, I fear, as I am inescapably descendent of Welsh and French peoples. Except for his name, which is Arabic (he tells me), and means something like “Of the Horses” or horseman, mas o menos. Also, his (supposed, excuse, I don’t really know) indigenous American ancestry. I assume myself to be part Seneca Indian tribe myself, having no knowledge of my father’s birth parents. And this is probably the best part of me, or at least insofar as it theoretically potentiates my genetics, their extreme geospatial diversity, that is. And such is America, amen.
Posted on: Sat, 13 Sep 2014 00:21:13 +0000
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