In the interview that Oier Aranzabal did in March of this year for ZuZeurako, the artist said: “In these times when we are surrounded by images, I don’t think we are able to read images.” The same thing happens with his works: Alain Urrutia (Bilbao, 29 October 1981) is furious at leaving the spectator without mango.

In their words: “I’m looking for new readings of preexisting images. For this, I have the possibility of reconstructing their reality and constructing their own history and narrative. A shadow game where by means of erasure and concealment techniques, fleeting images are created and some details of the images are highlighted.”

Media achieves the goal. To the images of his paintings, the viewer cannot say a word, a story, or a comment: they are empty images. Moments without past, future and yet historical: built. Titles sometimes indirectly help, but you can never fully grasp the image, you can't make sense of it, there's no tranquilizer. They're just images. And then the intrinsic force of that image being is shown, and the viewer has no choice but to see the image. In these times when we are surrounded by images, the artist takes the image, erases the narrative and gives the viewer as if it were: look.

It always inevitably refers to painting, as asking what the role of painting is when it comes to disseminating images, and claiming the same function: taking time, looking. It's images taken from anywhere, most of the time, that bring the pictures to your paintings, but it doesn't matter so much what, what the image is, what it shows, but how. How do we see them?

The show is not a collection of images, but a social relationship between the people who created them. Guy Debord.