Roots 2016

Rodrigo Franzao made this artwork called Roots at an unknown date with unknown materials, but I'm guessing that wire was involved. Just looking at it makes me think about a kind of controlled chaos. Franzao probably started with something square and stable, you know, that white box. But then, wham, there’s this explosion of wires, like hair, bursting out. And then, at the centre, that ripped-open void. What’s in there? What’s hidden? I can imagine the artist’s process: building up, tearing down, adding, subtracting. It’s kind of like life, right? Always shifting, always changing. The textures, the colors… they all have something to say, if you’re willing to listen. It's like Lucio Fontana's slashed canvases or some of Eva Hesse's sculptures—reaching for something beyond the surface. Artists are always talking to each other. This piece isn’t trying to give you all the answers. It’s comfortable with ambiguity, with uncertainty. And that's the beauty of it, it invites you to bring your own experiences, your own feelings.