White Paper by - English Issue 15

I cannot contain myself with joy, I am ready to pop like a balloon and I can feel nothing but happiness in the face of a dream come true: to publish on paper, after two and a half years of fighting to keep this magazine going. It has taken an enormous amount of effort, but I can finally say that dreams do come true. Dreaming doesn't cost a penny, and if you work hard on those dreams and surround yourself with outstanding professionals and people who believe in this project, you'll reach the sky. My first Letter from the Director talked about love, about the unconditional love we as humans feel towards what we do, about how we enjoy and how moved we are to be so lucky as to…

We are just a few days away from ARCO. Am I interrupting your preparations? Actually, I have never prepared anything for ARCO. I've always presented something from the previous year, a preview of upcoming exhibitions, or a combination of both. For example, the Rubells bought a painting that had been shown at the gallery. I have always worked at ARCO like I do at home: I exhibit in all my galleries (as I do at Art Basel) because I want things to be happening for me on my home turf. At Paris+ or Frieeze London, on the other hand, I only give one painting to one gallery. You work with several notable galleries, which means frequent exposure to a very heterogeneous public. How do you organize your work in order…

Art for the sake of art—and what better introduction than two leading figures in their respective fields talking about what unites them and what they're passionate about? From his studio in Berlin, artist Olafur Eliasson responds to curator and advisor Javier Molins in a one-on-one that begins with questions about the most recent work of the Icelandic-Danish artist and goes all the way to the deepest meaning of art and culture. Olafur Eliasson's year began just like the last one came to a close: with a frenetic pace. He has just closed an exhibition at Palazzo Strozzi in Florence and another one at the Castello de Rivoli in Turin will remain open until the end of March, but in spite of that, his studio is constantly working on new projects.…

Quipu. It is an ancient system of information coding and communication used by the Quechua civilization. Using knots (which is what ‘quipu’ translates to in the Cusco–Collao Quechua language), it consisted of a long textile rope from which hung multiple knotted strands in different shapes and colors, capable of encoding information as if it were an alphabet. “When I learned about it, it seemed incredible to me that this information system existed,” explains Cecilia Vicuña, “and that it had been erased from our culture and our memory.” Now, her art is reclaiming it. Her craft made of scraps, sticks and “thingamabobs”, as she calls them, revives this way of communicating through natural objects transformed by a woman's hand. “In my quipus, I insert materials such as twigs, bamboo sticks and…

Issue No. 15 of White Paper y is being released on paper for the first time and we would like to dedicate this section to review the interviews I have conducted since its first release in October 2020. These interviews have become a working document and, in some cases, works in themselves due to their content. Each issue had a genera! theme in which we tried to collect the testimony of the featured artist as a feature, as well as an artistic intervention of great symbolic content in some cases and very theoretical in others. These interviews compile the main national, regional and international indicators of what the interviewees think about their work, their contribution to the art world, and above all, what I was most interested in and what…

It was still nighttime when I left Madrid. A city half asleep and sleeping poorly. I could already feel that dry clarity of the Spanish capital. I'm obsessed with getting to places with plenty of time in advance, it's part of my OCD. Hence, I arrive at the airport several hours early. Almost miraculously, without having planned it, I am sitting next to my best friend's wife on the plane. Cristina makes the trip more bearable; she is an exceptional woman who puts me at ease. I hate flying. I like to arrive in London at Gatwick and leave through Heathrow. More solo traveler pet peeves. On the Gatwick Express, I look out the window. The English haze still encompasses the dreary fields and suburbs surrounding London. There is a…