Jota Castro | the artist
The artist Jota Castro
Born 1967, Yurimaguas, Peru.
Lives and works in Brussels, Belgium, .
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A la fin des années 1990, Jota Castro met un terme à sa carrière de diplomate auprès des Nations Unies et de l’Union européenne et choisit de s’investir totalement dans le champ de l’art. Ses différentes activités professionnelles lui ont apporté une connaissance profonde du monde politique ; il considère d’ailleurs ses études en Droit et en Sciences Politiques comme sa véritable formation artistique…
In the late 1990s Jota Castro brought his career as a diplomat at the United Nations and the European Union to a close and decided to devote himself totally to the field of art. Through his different professional activities, Castro gained in-depth knowledge of the world of politics; moreover, he considers his studies in law and political science as his real training in art.
JOTA CASTRO IS A PERUVIAN ARTIST, LIVING IN BRUSSELS. HE USES PHOTOGRAPHY, SCULPTURE, VIDEO AND INSTALLATIONS TO TALK ABOUT SOCIAL ISSUES.HE IS CONSULTING EDITOR FOR JANUS MAGAZINE IN BELGIUM AND NOLENS VOLENS IN SPAIN. HE IS A TEACHER AT THE EUROPEAN UNIVERSITY OF MADRID.
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Survival Guide for Demonstrators
Jota, that’s me, the son of a woman who is the daughter of a son of a bitch and a gentleman of the Third World, I suffered from neglect when I was little and I stopped talking for a year when I was five years old, I was a soldier, I played sports, I studied, I traveled a lot, I wrote a book-no good-I met my wife in Madrid, I married her in Belfast, I almost lost her, I almost lost me, I came back to my dreams, it makes me laugh knowing that Freud loved cocaine as much as me, I’ve got kidney problems but I’m taking care of myself, I dreamed of a destiny whereas I already had one, I love sex like I love life, I was tortured and I still feel guilty, I have been rich and I didn’t like, I have been poor and I didn’t like, I don’t know where I’m gonna die, I have no children, I haven’t got a mother tongue any more, I picked up art because I couldn’t stand lying, I’ve always liked writing poetry, I lost a woman I loved, my father died without me ever seeing him again, I haven’t seen my mother in 20 years, I feel lonely sometimes…