View a picture ... "Vision is a picture
enter the soul of those who create vivid images ...
interpret the colors is to listen to her voice ..."
Marco Agus Josto
From the poster of his first solo show in April 2002
Thursday, February 14, 2008
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SEE A PICTURE ...
View a picture ... "Vision is a picture
enter the soul of those who create vivid images ...
interpret the colors is to listen to her voice ..."
Marco Agus Josto
From the poster of his first solo show in April 2002
View a picture ... "Vision is a picture
enter the soul of those who create vivid images ...
interpret the colors is to listen to her voice ..."
Marco Agus Josto
From the poster of his first solo show in April 2002
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RED HOT THAT WARM THE CANVAS ... ODE TO
Untitled (Red fiery heat the canvas ...)
Red hot to warm the canvas, and sublime
divide the overseas violent
that stands out,
compact, square
on lawns and rainy skies. The faded green
chases
reaching the end, notes
between river
remote horizons
compressed and quiescent.
Black Death that gripped the colors, by pressing them
tell triangles.
Everything melts,
under flaming shots,
of notes and thoughts
brushes, color
triumphs over form and subject.
E '
pure exaltation of my mind drunk.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)
Untitled (Red fiery heat the canvas ...)
Red hot to warm the canvas, and sublime
divide the overseas violent
that stands out,
compact, square
on lawns and rainy skies. The faded green
chases
reaching the end, notes
between river
remote horizons
compressed and quiescent.
Black Death that gripped the colors, by pressing them
tell triangles.
Everything melts,
under flaming shots,
of notes and thoughts
brushes, color
triumphs over form and subject.
E '
pure exaltation of my mind drunk.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)
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African statuettes
Untitled 
Ode to the statuette African
Nursery wiry figure,
ports in the womb flower of your nature. Fatigue and pain
emerge
dark on your face,
carved, sculpted
(...)
hands of gypsies,
distant and lost in unfamiliar cities, lying on the ground
between alms and shit.
soul flows from
even worse, everything shines
es'irradia
white beam.
Ispirasti
my candle maker, seated on a throne
waiting for the pain.
came from black and orange
to destroy what little
still a clear reason.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)
Untitled
Marco Agus Josto
Review of Complementary course in photography
at the Accademia di Belle Arti di Roma
Academic year 1997-1998.
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IN YOUR Saddened ...
Untitled (withered in the air ...) in the air
saddened
run spurious
solitary cats.
from A to funnel
the wine flows freely.
You know,
forgetting the poet
little you give.
Looking confident that the poet leaves
unearthed
war
the ax.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)
Untitled (withered in the air ...) in the air
saddened
run spurious
solitary cats.
from A to funnel
the wine flows freely.
You know,
forgetting the poet
little you give.
Looking confident that the poet leaves
unearthed
war
the ax.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)
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THE ABYSS BLUE ...
Untitled (The deep blue ...)
The deep blue
above the orange sky, everything is reversed
and disjointed, the real
seems far away and gives way
ideal,
slowly.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - Nov. '99)
Untitled (The deep blue ...)
The deep blue
above the orange sky, everything is reversed
and disjointed, the real
seems far away and gives way
ideal,
slowly.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - Nov. '99)
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GROWING DAILY ...
Untitled (growing everyday ...)
growing day
slow pace, chasing
targets non-existent;
living alone with hidden desires,
are hardly exposed.
I try, I find
,
and lose ground,
everything I see,
everything I make.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)
Untitled (growing everyday ...)
growing day
slow pace, chasing
targets non-existent;
living alone with hidden desires,
are hardly exposed.
I try, I find
,
and lose ground,
everything I see,
everything I make.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)
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COLORS, STRONG OR SMort FLASH ...
Untitled (Colour, strong or dull glow ...)
Colors,
strong or dull glare, reflected light
wide stretches of pure white
and courteous.
Slow work and constant pain that leads
still a coveted
where. Back
,
disappears and fades
m'impossessa
this strong passion
called painting.
That claim, as any woman craving
that her lover
not betray the other,
vices
pleasures, amusements
or loves,
that can distract
,
his artistic parts.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his Diary December '95 - nov. '99)
Untitled (Colour, strong or dull glow ...)
Colors,
strong or dull glare, reflected light
wide stretches of pure white
and courteous.
Slow work and constant pain that leads
still a coveted
where. Back
,
disappears and fades
m'impossessa
this strong passion
called painting.
That claim, as any woman craving
that her lover
not betray the other,
vices
pleasures, amusements
or loves,
that can distract
,
his artistic parts.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his Diary December '95 - nov. '99)
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WITH THE LOOK ...
Untitled
(you sought with his eyes ...) with his eyes would seek
my white sheet on the ship
read!
O oblivious model. You took
pose
by antiquated and proven,
model
expert
ugly,
paid.
But you could not, or
reader enchantress,
discern the fruit
dell'Opra mine, as it
I could steal your soul
the flower.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)
(you sought with his eyes ...) with his eyes would seek
my white sheet on the ship
read!
O oblivious model. You took
pose
by antiquated and proven,
model
expert
ugly,
paid.
But you could not, or
reader enchantress,
discern the fruit
dell'Opra mine, as it
I could steal your soul
the flower.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)
Marco Agus Josto
Woman Reading on the ship
drawing pen in 20x30 cm. 1996
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fall slowly asleep DAYS IN THE SUN ... HARASSMENT
Untitled (They fall asleep in the sun ... slow day) fall slow
days dozing in the sun ...
look at the gymkhana gypsy
of my heart
amazed, and thrilled
absorbed than is the red sky seen
downstairs.
I land
swinging hammock that swings into the abyss
eerily dark, but
balance are lying down, and clinging
supported by powerful truth.
Shake
defy anyone
off,
to believe until you see
this is my condition.
tasting crumbs infinite
saziandomi, saziandomi.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99) 
Untitled (They fall asleep in the sun ... slow day) fall slow
days dozing in the sun ...
look at the gymkhana gypsy
of my heart
amazed, and thrilled
absorbed than is the red sky seen
downstairs.
I land
swinging hammock that swings into the abyss
eerily dark, but
balance are lying down, and clinging
supported by powerful truth.
Shake
defy anyone
off,
to believe until you see
this is my condition.
tasting crumbs infinite
saziandomi, saziandomi.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)
Christmas Light Swag With Bow
EXPECTATIONS, DESIRES Agognate ...
Untitled (nuisance expectations, desires coveted ...)
waited harassing,
coveted desires,
days lost,
drunk,
desperate.
Lights
a beacon in the sea of \u200b\u200bmy hear ...
advances
lonely soul on a raft, rowing
.
The port is far away,
coveted, but a storm
of red liquor sends it
drown it.
The light fades and breaks through ...
is made from red to purple
.
All is silent and all
darkening ...
my body arrives,
exhausted,
on the sand.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)
Untitled (nuisance expectations, desires coveted ...)
waited harassing,
coveted desires,
days lost,
drunk,
desperate.
Lights
a beacon in the sea of \u200b\u200bmy hear ...
advances
lonely soul on a raft, rowing
.
The port is far away,
coveted, but a storm
of red liquor sends it
drown it.
The light fades and breaks through ...
is made from red to purple
.
All is silent and all
darkening ...
my body arrives,
exhausted,
on the sand.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)
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BLOOD SLOW ...
slow soul that comes to life in the human soul, because you subtract
to your senses and we all
away from your mind?
Rise, indolent
as long as winter
sad and lonely as a man in the world.
recover your body
last,
extreme
abstruse greeting.
Smiling
the Dodge,
to return in another.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)
Untitled
(Soul that slow ...)
(Soul that slow ...)
slow soul that comes to life in the human soul, because you subtract
to your senses and we all
away from your mind?
Rise, indolent
as long as winter
sad and lonely as a man in the world.
recover your body
last,
extreme
abstruse greeting.
Smiling
the Dodge,
to return in another.
Marco Agus Josto
(from his diary in December '95 - nov. '99)
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