WHAT IS BLEUTRASH?
Step into a realm where artistry transcends the ordinary. BLEUTRASH BLENDS THE CHICKEN AND THE EGG, TRANSFORMING THE FAMILIAR QUESTION INTO A PHENOMENON. BLEU IS THE FEELING, YOUR DESIRE TO BE LOVED, TO HATE, TO CRY. TRASH IS THE PHYSICAL, THE EXPERIENCE, YOUR EXPERIENCE. AND SO BLEUTRASH IS THE RESULT.. ART IN ITS PUREST FORM.
“SOMETIMES LIFE SUCKS, REAL BAD, AND THEn EVERYTHING JUST FEELS BLUE. I HAD A LOT OF BLUE IN MY EARLY YEARS. AT FIRST I THOUGHT IT WAS ANOTHER IDENTITY CRISIS, BUT THEN I REALIZED IT WAS MEANT TO SAVE ME. HERE WAS AN ANSWER TO WHAT HAD HAPPENED TO ME, BUT IT WAS DEEPER THAN THAT. HERE WAS A STORY THAT STARTED BEFORE ME, BEFORE US. A STORY ONLY A HUMAN COULD COME UP WITH.” - AZUL
FROM THE ARTIST
AZUL, AZUL, AZUL.
MY GRANDMOTHER WORKED THE MILPAS AND I ATE TORTAS DURING LUNCH AT SCHOOL. DINNER WAS FRIJOLES, A CUP OF MILK, A SLICE OF BOLIO. LIFE’S GOOD FOR A LITTLE BOY, BUT THEN THEY KILLED THE LAMB. SOMETHING INSIDE ME DIED THAT DAY TOO, SOMETHING INSIDE ME GREW. AND THIS FILTHY SIN CITY, I CALL HOME HAS GIVEN ME SOILDBEDS TO GROW MY PAINS. HOW DOES THIS DIRTY, BROWN, queer, bipolar, MEXICAN-AMERICAN INDIO EXIST IN AMERICA. OH GOD, IS THIS WHAT IT MEANS TO BE ALIVE? THEN BLEUTRASH IS THE ANSWER TO THESE QUESTIONS. A NEVER ENDING EXPOSE OF MY FAILURES, LOSSES, AND WINS… EVIDENCE OF HUMAN EXISTENCE. MAYBE BLEUTRASH IS JUST AN ANSWER FOR ALL MY SHITTY EXPERIENCES, LIFE'S NO GOOD TO AN IMMIGRANT CHILD ANYWAY.
