Questioning faith and political power is present in the work of Gustavo Díaz Sosa. Masses of tiny characters, wrapped in stormy sepia spots, they seem to tell a story that stifles a whole humanity. A concert of charcoal is entangled in each other in his drawings conforming human cobwebs by a green and rotten resin, giving the feeling of being immersed in the chaos. The circular compositions and perfect use of perspective absorb the viewer into the center. It’s like a whirlwind that traps the viewer.
In his paintings we see unusual desolate landscapes, burned and worn, paradises where there was once life but now everything is dead. There is silence and peace, as if the absence of man was the very glory. This is a dramatic and chaotic speech, perhaps, but it is the hard and sincere reality that the artist tries to show.