The Color of Desire, mixed media & acrylic, 25 x 40 x 10 inches
Through The Wall, mixed media & acrylic, 25 x 44 x 10 inches
The Sidewalk Stamped, mixed media & acrylic, 25 x 40 x 10 inches
The Miruh's Oak, mixed media & acrylic, 25 x 44 x 10 inches
Yellow, The Inner World, mixed media and acrylic, 26 x 40 x 10 inches
White Pages, mixed media and acrylic, 26 x 44 x 10 inches
Green Symphony, mixed media and acrylic, 26 x 48 x 10 inches
Emerald Hue, mixed media and acrylic, 26 x 40 x 10 inches
Diane's Scream, mixed media and acrylic, 26 x 44 x 10 inches
Dangling Shoe St., mixed media and acrylic, 26 x 48 x 10 inches
Eight Days a Week, mixed media and acrylic, 16 x 16 x 12 inches
Color Notes, mixed media and acrylic, 16 x 16 x 12 inches
Pancho Luna’s childhood in Argentina was spent in his grandmother’s library, wherein volumes of books in multiple languages and subject matter informed his imaginative nature. Before he could even read, he began to understand these books as objects in themselves—as a maze of color, texture, and form. This was the foundational experience that informed the artist’s sculpture practice and style.
Luna carries on the historic, modernist tradition of acrylic sculpture. He is recognized for transforming the material into polished books – molding acrylic blocks into beautiful texts. Each piece incorporates a binding with images and words that reflect the artist’s consciousness and concerns. As the viewer moves around the piece the hues and patterns shift and change as they reflect against one another. The shadows that are cast throughout the piece and onto the surrounding walls are as delightful as the objects themselves.
Luna divides his time between Buenos Aires and Miami. His work is engaged in the contemporary art dialogue and is actively collected because of its aesthetic beauty, purity of form and poetic composition. Art critic, Shana Nys Dambrot, canonized his practice in her descriptive and illuminating essay “Required Reading”…
“Recreating the esoteric quality of his experiences in those early heady days alone in the family library, Luna engineers quasi-architectural arrangements in which sequences of individually fabricated "books" are placed as carefully as still lifes. Much like those volumes he could not yet read, the seductive appeal of these sculptures is, at least at first, almost entirely aesthetic. The clear, chromatically lined blocks are stacked, aligned, and tilted, setting slivers of fine lines and bright colors in staccato rhythms that flicker and change as the viewer moves across and around, peers inside and pulls away again…Though these books cannot be opened, they can very much still be read.”