Hi. I'm the Dregs of Art

Or Dregs. Or Lara.

You know? That’s always my first mistake, the way I introduce myself. In my head I dream of being Dregs, with her imposing and brooding aura, who has a steady step and a stern gaze, the Domme that makes everyone go quiet when she passes by. And maybe I would be that way if I managed to keep my fucking mouth shut, because when I introduce myself I begin by saying ‘I’m Dregs’, all serious and ominous, but then I finish with ‘… or Lara, whatever you prefer’ followed by a nervous and conciliatory little laugh. To summarize, I’m an idiot, a wannabe, and that’s why I dare to show you a little of my art and my thoughts around it.

I don’t have any formal education in plastic arts. I’m a graduate in Philosophy in a university that I won’t name in order to not shame them for allowing someone like me to earn their degree. A public university, I don’t have a damned penny to buy anyone into anything and that’s why, along with not studying not even a bit to save my sorry ass, I finished with a crappy GPA (still, someday I’ll earn a PhD just because). I also studied a masters in creative writing on another institution I won’t name for the same reason. And then I started, but didn’t finish, studies in fashion. I didn’t finish because I’m lazy... I mean, a rebel, I don’t take bullshit from anyone, much less our educative system. I open the juice bottle first and then I shake it.

I was born in the 95 degeneration, in Madrid, Spain. I grew up during the early 2000s in Madrid, Spain. To this day, closer to my thirties than to my twenties, I question my existence and if life is worth living in Madrid, Spain. I want to leave Madrid, Spain.

Through my artworks I want to explore the ugly, the nasty, the horrifying, the oppressive... all in all, the negative. I also want to explore what’s not easily to label, such as liminality. I think we’re lucky to be able to enjoy beauty more often than we think. There’s plenty of beauty in the world, even though it’s hard to find sometimes, that’s why I won’t analyse it through my work. I think art offers us the unique chance to explore the vast field of the uncomfortable in a controlled setting and with the easy way out of stop looking whenever we please to run away from the source of our discomfort. Recently I read in one of the contemporary receptacles of culture (a meme) a quote that went something like ‘I study all man-made horrors so they aren’t beyond my comprehension anymore’.

My influences are varied, though I’m not completely sure on how much do these show in my work. So, more than influences, I’ll call these sources of inspirations, as it’s their creations what make me desperately want to try and do something for myself, even if I fail miserably, and these are Lucian Freud, Edward Hopper, Hajime Sorayama, Tetsuya Ishida and H.R. Giger among many others. Recently, artworks that belong to the Lowbrow movement are the ones that have impacted me the most. And as for architecture, I love Brutalism.

Well, I don’t have much else to add. I just want to thank you for exploring your masochism levels reading these lines and visiting my gallery. I hope you leave this place with an emptiness in you, but not with your hands empty (metaphorically speaking, though it could be also literally if you please)

Regards,

The Dregs of Art.

Dregs.

Lara.

Bah. Call me whatever you please, Darling.

On a personal level, I’m not only interested in humanity made ones, but overall I think that quote shows what I’d like to achieve. In order to do that, I make use of some little creatures that are hard to empathize with, the Gynoids, that were part of my creative resources since 2017, but that became the core of my projects since 2021 after an epiphany that came from Above, in other words, a scolding from my beloved mother in a night where I wouldn’t stop with my self-pity show because I didn’t know what to do with my art career. It’s because of her that the Gynoids are here and are the way they are (should I say ‘you’re welcome’ or ‘I’m sorry?”)