Catalina Star

The work of Rudolph Castro travels the limit where the drawing seems to penetrate in the territory of the photograph. Not because of a hyperrealism, but because of the artist’s profound ability to understand the most sublime spring of the photographic act: that which unites spontaneity, whip in the eye, and a unique (particular) way of capturing intangible atmospheres. Incidentally Flaneur, a walker from a Buenos Aires night, Castro portrays corners that will be milestones in his trip, and that his monochrome drawings return dear. These drawings become in Steles, bursts of memory embodied in an immobile time, as frayed towards an outside in traces of graphite. It is that out of the field of the tacit that unites Buenos Aires with its native Lima: For a moment, they will become the same city. At other times, anti-postcards of a contemporary South America: stripped, small and extraordinary.