Marisa Caichiolo was born in Argentina in the Province of Santa Fe in 1974. Always interested in mysticism and understanding the inner self of people, she studied Fine Art and Psychology. Her works have been showcased in Brazil, Mexico, France, Spain, Japan, China,Korea, Argentina as well as in New York, Las Vegas, and Los Angeles, within the United States. Marisa's work infuses elements of mysticism, interests in ancestral colors and symbolism. Combining various techniques and styles, she often allows her work images and forms to fluctuate between surrealism and abstraction. She moves to Los Angeles in 2000 to work as a Color Designer for movies, she did "The Thornberrys Movie" and "Rugrats go wild", Klasky Csupo, Nikelodeon and Paramount Pictures.
In the last 3 years she spend most of the time at her studio in The Santa Fe Art Colony in Downtown Los Angeles and dedicate the rest of her life to her son Santino.
Beyond the tyranny of trivia the human spirit displays itself, runs towards the ocean of divinity and leaves the boundaries of nationalities.
Once the cosmic vision is imbedded in his Psyche man multiplies and becomes mankind. He is not only communion in Church; Torah in the Synagogue; Mantra beside the Ganges or pilgrimage to Mecca… Re-linked to its origin man’s behavior becomes public, meditation is no longer private; prayers are active; contemplative life includes the others; compassion is transformed into a direct experience; Psalms turn into bread whose absence makes revolt inevitable.
Religions are cosmogonic ecosystems separated by subtle differences; delicate veils or decreasing axioms that, like ethereal theorems exclude us from total knowledge. These veils cover up the benefits of contemplative life, revelation, transitoriety and illumination.
Based on the experience of reality, the mystic vision soothes the conscience and shows us through any of the religious rituals – the values and benefits of what is Universal. After that, “divine perception” is able to create golden rules and moral codes such as the ten Commandements, Buddha precepts, Mohamed traditions and Christian merciful deeds. They are all conversions from heaven to earth: a cartography of the sublime. Marisa Caichiolo tells us to be aware of the emptiness that covers up or uncovers the body . A symbol is impossible to erase.
From the very beginning of her painting language, Marisa Caichiolo takes us nearer the cosmic harmony of religious origin. Her call uncloses, unifies, re-integrates. Dressed to recover the eternal dance of the syllable, to turn the Psalm into melodious flesh, to emphasize prayers and their diverse ways.
Almost geographically suggested, color is evocative: the turquoise, brief, like an inheritance; the red, assured, distributing the weight of the oxygenation on the garment (Tibetan tchupa); the black of the purifying solar ashes… the texture is manifest, cosmogonist: it can be felt in its visual lyricism more than banners, shrouds…more than a symbolic representation: mantra of mantras, oracle… intricate contemplations of an ancient world, repaired, and served like a revelation: there is the vestment, the disembodied habit, now we can observe the universe in its nakedness…
Sugerido casi geografico, el color resulta evocante: el turquesa, breve, como una herencia; el rojo muy seguro, distribuyendo el peso de la oxigenacion en la prenda (tchupa tibetano) el negro purificadora ceniza solar...la textura es manifiesta, cosmogonica: se deja sentir en su lirica visual mas que estandartes, sudarios....mas que una represantacion simbolica: mantra de mantras, oraculo....contemplaciones nutricias de un mundo antiguo, recompuesto, sirviendose como una revelacion: ahi esta la vestimenta, el habito descorporizado, ahora podemos observar el universo en su desnudez....
tus vestidos son crisálidas, argumentos que flotaron como olas sobre la piel: Estos vestidos son desencubrimientos, que ahora reclaman la cosmología del exilio... La gente no lo sabe, pero ahí está, perturbando el presente, la mariposa química del recuerdo... Una memoria arquetípica, voluptuosamente genética, que complace la maestría del que traza los mapas sanguíneos, los relámpagos furiosos del universo, la guía suprema de nuestro encaminado espíritu...
Art Critic & Writer