Artist Information:
Andrea Lopez
Mexico,
ME
Member Since: Dec 2006

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Artist Statement:
Dreams travel in the tram. From time to time you can listen to the echo of it’s passing by and the air becomes thick.
When they arrive the land shines, so does each breath, and the light becomes a fine dust keeping the secrets.
I have known great stories ...
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Artist Exhibitions:
Most important exhibitions
2003 IV International Bienal of Contemporary Art, Florence
2004 II International Bienal of Graphic Arts Saint Petesburg, Rusia
(honor medal)
2004 Lessedra in Sofía Bulgary
2005 Lessedra in Sofía Bulgary
2006 Lessedra in Sofía Bulgary
2005 I International Bienal of Contemporay Art, Arad, Rumania
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Artist Galleries:
National Academy of Graphic Art Saint Petesburg
2005 Marziart International Gallery
2005 Galeria Atelier, San Miguel Allende, Mexico
2006 Gallery Gora (Canada)
2007 Marziart International Gallery
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Artist Reviews:
Andrea give us an example that the photographer is what she
observe, she see the things that anyone can see, she knows
what is looking and she develop an extraordinary profesional
well done tecnique.
She has found a way of catch the magic of the stage to
understand a little ...
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Collections:
National Academy of Graphic Art Saint Petesburg
Hispanidad, Saint Petesburg
Zebro Productions (USA)
DIN A4 Collection, Holland-Germany
Terra dell´Arte, Italy
M.I.A.D Venado Tuerto, Argentina
International Dinamic Museum of Contemporary Art, Italy.
Centro de la Imagen (Mexico)
Helenico Cultural Center (Mexico)
UNAM National Cultural University (Mexico
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Commissions:
Coming Soon!
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Andrea Lopez's Artist Portfolio
Welcome to Andrea Lopez's Portfolio. Dreams travel in the tram. From time to time you can listen to the echo of it’s passing by and the air becomes thick.
When they arrive the land shines, so does each breath, and the light becomes a fine dust keeping the secrets.
I have known great stories and great dreams, I have seen people fly, dancers of violet and blue, strange heroes, foreigners without luggage and poets holding a kits cord.
I have walked this land, cover this carriages as if I were home, I’ve been a ghost and I have wandered in the darkness. I have learned to see trough it, and listen to the silence , that is how I became a memories recollector.
I have been part of a dream, a moment. I have flown with the wings of a clown.
Their universe has been adhered to mine, to my breathing, to my veins. My heart has been sew to a light entourage to continue here, at the station, waiting always for a new story to arrive in the tram, to keep the fragments of time, to show a sanctuary of looks and reveal the soul for a moment.
Is my vision from a ... |
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