Installation view
Installation view
Installation view
Installation view
Mauricio Muñoz and Andrew Roberts Portrait, 2021 / Inkjet print on matte paper, 16 x 20 inches, Edition of 6 + 2 AP
Mauricio Muñoz and Andrew Roberts Full leather jacket, 2021 / Inkjet print on matte paper, 16 x 20 inches, Edition of 6 + 2 AP
Mauricio Muñoz and Andrew Roberts Queendom, 2021 / Inkjet print on matte paper, 16 x 20 inches, Edition of 6 + 2 AP
Mauricio Muñoz and Andrew Roberts Mining, 2021 / Inkjet print on matte paper, 16 x 20 inches, Edition of 6 + 2 AP
Mauricio Muñoz and Andrew Roberts Clouds, 2021 / Inkjet print on matte paper,16 x 20 inches, Edition of 6 + 2 AP
Andrew Roberts and Mauricio Muñoz The Harvest (Pilot Episode), 2021 / HD video, 18 minutes, Edition of 4 + 2 AP
Andrew Roberts and Mauricio Muñoz The Harvest (Pilot Episode), 2021 / HD video, 18 minutes, Edition of 4 + 2 AP
Andrew Roberts and Mauricio Muñoz The Harvest (Pilot Episode), 2021 / HD video, 18 minutes, Edition of 4 + 2 AP
Andrew Roberts and Mauricio Muñoz The Harvest (Pilot Episode), 2021 / HD video, 18 minutes, Edition of 4 + 2 AP
Andrew Roberts and Mauricio Muñoz The Harvest (Pilot Episode), 2021 / HD video, 18 minutes, Edition of 4 + 2 AP
In their newest body of work, longtime partners, Tijuana-based artists Mauricio Muñoz and Andrew Roberts collaborate for the first time to conceive The Harvest, a musical romantic comedy situated in an otherworldly and fantastical realm. In the pilot episode, presented as a video installation for their exhibition at Delaplane, Muñoz and Roberts play a couple of gay ogres hiding and living peacefully in the woods amidst a land where segregation between magical creatures is the norm.
Having a flame with you
is even more fun than going to Middle-Earth, Narnia, and the Land of Oz
or being nauseous at the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade
partly because in our blue, pink dress we look like a better and sexier Peter Pan
partly because of our love for each other, partly because of our love for butterbeer
partly because of the purple orchids that sprout between the rocks we split open in the mines partly because of the pregnant ogre queens that secretly smiled when the elemental fairies carried us into the fog
it is hard to believe when we’re together that purity
is anything other than a human-made parasite
an unpleasantly long-lasting technology
somehow dissolved as we drift back and forth between each other
so our bellies sweat and glitter to lull our fear to sleep
and we no longer care to wonder why in the world, from the Southern Whispering Forest to the Northern Mountains of Death
anyone at all could place their gaze upon us and still dare to ask is this love?
* Written in dialogue with Frank O’Hara’s Having a Coke With You
Poem by Bernardo Núñez Magdaleno