Oolite at LnS Gallery

Painters William Osorio and John William Bailly at LnS Gallery

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LnS GALLERY presents


MIAMI, FL (December 2017) LnS GALLERY continues its exhibition season with the grand opening of OOLITE, a collective exhibit that includes the work of an eclectic group of 12 artists working in South Florida, upon a foundation of oolite. The show features the work of John William Bailly, Jennifer Basile, Tim Buwalda, Robert DeYoung, Jessie Laino, Gabriela Noelle, William Osorio, Arturo Rodríguez, César Trasobares, Trek6, Tony Vazquez-Figueroa, Sinuhe Vega Negrin, and is accompanied by the LnS Journal with an insightful essay by CAROL DAMIAN, Ph.D.

As Dr. Carol Damian explains, “When presented with the idea of using oolite as the focus of an exhibition, each artist considered the stone from a different perspective related to their own memories and practice and to a new historical and ecological view of their surroundings that they may have taken for granted, but now merit artistic consideration. The shapes of the stones, oval and smooth, are the most basic units to appear in much of the work in the exhibition, especially as they are cemented into our familiar keystone or coral rock.”

“The story of oolite has become an artistic opportunity with results that celebrate the bedrock of Florida and the remarkable diversity of materials, artistic and structural, that have come together over the years. Miami is the epicenter of the most contemporary art scene in the state, and the construction boom that seems to last decades, will always be built upon oolite, beyond the foundations and onto the most recognizable features of buildings old and new,” adds Dr. Damian.

JW Bailly. Miami Venus, 2017. Oil on canvas. 170 cm x 201 cm. Courtesy of LnS Gallery.

Oölitic limestone, also known as Coral Rock, is one of the most historic building materials native to our area. It has been used since the mid-19th century, in the form of architecture, sculptures and more, inspiring artists, architects and visionaries. Notable designs and structures in “oolite” include Merrick House, the Coconut Grove Women’s Club, Coral Gables City Hall, the Coral Gables Museum, Vizcaya, the Venetian Pool, Coral Castle Museum and Sculpture Garden, and Biscayne Bay Yacht Club to name a few.

“Considered a unique material, it is precisely its distinctive and artistic qualities that sparked our interest in this subject, and further offered inspiration for our artists, who embraced this thematic presentation with incredible passion and gusto,” say Luisa and Sergio. “Please join us as we embark on this encounter and exploration of Oolite.”

Tuesday, Thursday, Friday 9:00am-11:00am

Saturday 10:00am-12:00pm


LnS is a new multi-use art space specializing in contemporary art with a focus on Miami-based artists. Guided by and named after the gallerist team of Luisa Lignarolo and Sergio Cernuda, partners in marriage and business, the space in anchored in a spirit of inclusive creativity attuned to the cultural pulse of South Florida. Located in Coconut Grove, within walking distance from the Coconut Grove Metrorail Station, the 5000-square foot space provides a showcase for unique forms of expression through curated, comprehensive catalogued exhibitions, site-installations and cultural gatherings.

The gallery and its team of specialists offer assistance in framing, conservation, display and art transportation services. In addition to expertise in secondary markets and established relationships with auction networks, Luisa and Sergio specialize in personalized art advisement, appraisals, and market analysis for individuals and businesses.


JW Bailly at Miami International Airport – MIA



JW Bailly’s exhibition “10,000 Years of Miami” is in the Central Terminal Gallery just past the Concourse E security checkpoint. When traveling, the exhibition is accessible from Concourse D or E. See more images of the exhibition here.

“10,000 Years of Miami” at Miami International Airport
By Gendry Sherer, Director & Curator, Airport Fine Arts & Cultural Affairs

John William Bailly is a painter, printmaker and traveler whose work explores issues of origin, history, cultural and geographical identity. Most of the paintings on view here were first exhibited at The Charles Deering Estate where the artist conceived the work through academic and field research as an Artist-in-Residence. Located along the edge of Biscayne Bay in Miami-Dade, the Deering Estate is an environmental, archaeological and historic preserve that broadened the artist’s perception of Miami’s history. His travels and research throughout Europe and specifically at Palau Maricel in Sitges in Catalonia, Spain further led Bailly to examine our transatlantic, cultural and biological relationships between Europe and the Americas.

10,000 Years of Miami is the artist’s reflection on his journey of self-discovery, and his rediscovery of Miami’s rich and diverse history. It is our hope that this exhibition challenges the notion of what the popular perception of Miami is and its reality; that it engages us all in self-reflection and brings awareness of our interconnectedness.  

Stephanie Sepúlveda 28 November 2017

FIU Honors College Study Abroad

FIU Spain 2016 in Toledo (Photo by JW Bailly CC BY 4.0)

In an effort to make study abroad programs more accessible to students, the FIU Honors College has recently changed its policy regarding administrative fees.  In the past, students had to pay a $250 fee per program, now, the Honors College will wave that fee for any student taking two programs in one summer.

For example, if a student is participating in Spain in June 2018 and France in July 2018, that student will only be required to pay one fee of $250. Previously, the student would have had to pay $500.

Another cost-saving advantage of completing two programs in one summer is that the student will only need to purchase one plane ticket to Europe.

Lastly—and this is especially important for out-of-state and international students—one little-known advantage of FIU study abroad is that all students pay in state tuition, which makes studying abroad a more affordable option for certain students.

For more information on the FIU Honors College programs, please contact Luli Szeinblum, FIU Honors College Coordinator of Study Abroad, at 305.348.4100

Check out Bailly’s study abroad programs

Yina Cabrera of FIU Honors College in Segovia, Spain. (Photo by JW Bailly CC BY 4.0)

Je Suis Charlie

Tomb of Bernard Verlhac at Pere Lachaise Cemetery in Paris. (Photo by Danna Samhan CC by 4.0) 

Je Suis Charlie 
By Danna Samhan, FIU Honors College
July 2016

Here Lies Bernard Verlhac at the age of 57, known under the name of Tignous. Father of four, career oriented, published author. Titled by the Worldwide Wildlife Foundation as “A Friend of the pandas and the Earth.” A member of Cartoonists for Peace. Loved by many, hated by many. He is buried here today as a symbol of the French people, killed for using his voice – for sparking and provoking thought that made others uncomfortable. He had the artistic ability to make a joke or create a stance out of any matter going on in the world. Whether it be on religious groups, or political views, Tignous was drawing out scenarios to mock them, mock them well. For almost 35 years he was a cartoonists for the legendary satirical French newspaper Charlie Hebdo

On January 7, 2015 at 11:30 am Tignous lost his life in a mass shooting. He lost his life by two Islamic shooters who had claims to be defending the religion of Islam…in which Islam did not need any form of defending.

Bernard Verlhac was the embodiment of Je Suis Charlie, cartoonists who was not afraid of using his talent. His cartoons were symbolic to the kind of person he was. A light-hearted French man who believed anyone could be a target, since we are all equal. For that reason his funeral service allowed his fans and fellow loved ones to create their own cartoons on his coffin to honor the kind of man that he was.

Our similarities? Using our talent to start opinions. To have people thinking for themselves on what they enjoyed or what pissed them off.

Bernard Verlhac – Tu Es Charlie

Charlie Hebdo has been known to spotlight any group and has found a way to create a laugh out of their views or beliefs…. as well as grind their gears.

Charlie Hebdo has been targeted by extremist Islamic groups for mocking the Islamic Faith. The Editor in Chief was even #3 on the most wanted list by Al Qaeda. In no way is it allowed in the religion to idolize a figure. Religious or not. Even my own mother refuses to have a Buddha figure in her home for fear of going to Hell. There is no such thing as having photos or statues and figurines of Allah or the Prophet Mohammad hanging in our homes or in our mosques. It is seen as a sign of disrespect to Allah and the faith for humanizing such a high power. So of course the newspaper used that to their advantage as a joke.

This is where my clash comes in, where the collision of Freedom of Speech and Freedom of Religion meet. France takes pride in having liberty and freedom to all of its citizens, each citizen is allowed to speak freely and practice freely without having to face repercussions. The same fundamentals that the United States used to form the nation. Charlie Hebdo, a newspaper that takes pride in having no filter, did what they saw fitting – and each and every single one of us gets to decide how we perceive it. Charlie Hebdo, like myself live by the saying “offense cannot be given only taken”

I believe we are all entitled to our own beliefs and opinions; we are human who have our own minds that can formulate thoughts individually. But as a Muslim, there is a small stop sign that reminds me I cannot disrespect or make a mockery out of the religion that I was born and raised into, that I today still practice. As an Islamic women growing in a free society – I am not offended by the drawing, but understand where others would be.

Danna Samhan and her France 2016 class of FIU Honors in the Pere Lachaise Cemetery in Paris. (Photo by JW Bailly CC by 4.0)

For me? Danna Samhan – Je Suis Charlie, Je Suis Islam.

The Islam the media what’s you to know is the terrorist groups and individuals who seek to frighten others with their threats and attacks. The Islam the media what’s you to know has struck down on France repeatedly, attack after attack for the country being so prideful and free; everything they’re against. It is the same Islam that has you thinking “Allahu Akbar” means an attack is coming your way rather than God is the Greatest. The Islam the media wants you to know is extremists and radical using the religion as an excuse for their actions.

A result of this; media propaganda has resulted to millions of displaced Muslims spread out throughout the world because no government wants to aid them in refuge. It means Syrians who are on the streets, helpless are still being depicted as members of ISIS, Al-Qaeda, and so forth. Muslims today are exiled from society because of their religious belief, even though Islam is the fastest growing religion in the world. It means there are young men who are taken off a plane for saying InshAllah “God Willing” on the phone. Or beaten in a hotel because they wear traditional Islamic clothing. It means Muslims like me are strip searched at Israeli Borders and stopped randomly at TSA lines because my middle name is Mohammad.

The Islam I know is meant to promote and spread peace to those around me. I was taught to always give to those who do not have and be thankful for what I have. To never judge anyone based off their opinions and beliefs. The Islam I know taught me that we are all one in the same, brother and sister; human.

It is up to you to decide whether or not Bernard Verlhac died because of two Islamic men who represent the entire religion or if it was by two extremist men who harbored hostility and anger – what the Quran teaches us not to have.

It is up to you to decide how you want to depict an entire religion – which has the same fundamental beliefs as Judaism and Christianity – judge one of them, judge them all.

Charlie Hebdo, a week after the attack, published on the cover “All Is Forgiven” because they understood it was the killers’ fault. Not anyone else, not any other group.

Je Suis Charlie
Bernard – Tu Es Charlie
Are you Charlie as well?

31 Days

En route to Montparnasse (Photo by Rachel Young CC by 4.0) 

31 Days 

By Rachel Young, FIU Honors College
July 2016

Start – Montparnasse Bienvenüe 
End – Abbesses (Butte Montmartre)

31 days to scour every inch of this city
31 days to ride every metro line 
31 days to delve into thousands of years worth of history 
31 days is all
31 days, it’s fine 

But will it be enough? 
Will it be enough for me to find myself or even begin to?
Will it be enough for me to realize life is our greatest gift but still so rough? 

31 days 
31 days to feel feelings I’ve never felt before
31 days to sympathize and feel reborn 
31 days to fall in love with timeless art
31 days and in Paris I’ve left my heart

Fluorescent lights and chipped blue tile
It’s not until my 30th day I realize finding beauty in everything is so vital 
The rush of the damp underground air
The mother combing her daughter’s unruly hair

31 days to climb every step
31 days, not one overslept
31 days, 29 stops
31 days, not even close to being enough 

I find comfort in my metro seat
I find comfort in the 18th 
For that I take two lines from home 
And find myself in Abbesses 

With just a swipe of my Navigo 
I ascend from the steps of Montmartre to the steps of the Sacre Coeur 
Where did the time go? 

From sex shops to Moulin Rouge 
To Piaf’s early stages 
Pigalle sets the bar high 
I feel the need to remember all faces 
I feel I need more time

Place de la Concorde, you’ve seen Paris grow up
From the French Revolution to the various Tour de France revolutions, you’ve had the front seat
Standing tall next to the Tuileries, in awe of your grandeur I’m trumped

31 days to relate to a tragedy, a lifetime to carry out a heavy responsibility
31 days to cross every ‘pont’
31 days and Rue du Bac leads me to a shop full of taxidermy 
31 days, hey there’s that metro font!

31 days, metro closes in 5
31 days we’ve reached Rennes 
31 days, this stop is barely alive
31 days this city I’ll always defend

Montparnasse we meet again 
Bienvenüe would have loved the gem you’ve become 
Your seemingly endless tunnel brings me comfort 
The lavender rooted in the gardens of the Jean Moulin museum, I’m home

31 days, how long has it been?
31 days I feel at home
31 days so much accomplished since
31 days, worth all the miles flown

31 days I once had
31 days have gone
31 days and we’re already preparing to land
31 days, Paris I’ll always call you home

Gare Montparnasse’s never-ending walkway (Photo by Rachel Young CC by 4.0)

I owe my experience in Paris to the metro. Without my Navigo card and my pocket map, I don’t know what I would have seen or how I would have felt. The metro makes moving around the city so easy it’s almost a crime not to take advantage of it. What I’m going to miss the most of Paris is the metro and the emotional ties I have to it. Back in the spring semester, my group and I chose Line 12 and I can say it’s easily my favorite metro line. The connection I’ve developed with the various stops and even the metro cars themselves is something I cannot put into words. The moment I realized I was in Paris and the various existential crises I had throughout the trip took place on this metro line. My relationship and my connections with this city will stay with me throughout my lifetime and a lot of those connections I owe to this line. The facility that the metro gave me to explore the deep crevices of Paris and to delve further into the history and culture that France holds is something I will value forever. Merci beaucoup et à bientôt, ligne 12.

Scientia est Potentia

Addis Gonzalez in front of the Jean-François Champollion’s tomb in Pere Lachaise Cemetery in Paris. (Photo by Rachel Young CC by 4.0)

Scientia est Potentia

by Addis Gonzalez, FIU Honors College Alumna
July 2016

Plot: Division 18, #2
Death: Mar. 4, 1832

In the British Museum of London you will find the Rosetta Stone. If you look closely, you can see that it is composed of three different languages. At the top and middle are hieroglyphic and demotic writing, both of which were incomprehensible until the early 19th century. At the bottom you will see Ancient Greek inscription which scholars used to decipher the other two languages. This is partly attributed to Jean-François Champollion, who transliterated Egyptian scripts in Paris in 1822.

Champollion was born December 23, 1790 as the last of seven children to Jeanne-Françoise Gualieu and to Jacques Champollion. His mother was not too present in his life and his father was a notorious drunk. He was raised mostly by his older brother Jacques-Joseph, a successful archaeologist who wanted to join Napoleon’s Egyptian Expedition. This is said to have influenced Champollion’s early-on passion for Egypt. Having a great talent for philology since a young age, Champollion learned a dozen languages by the time he was 16. This caught the attention of Joseph Fourier, who was the first to expose him to the mysterious hieroglyphs.
From that moment on, he declared that he would be the one to decode Egyptian hieroglyphs.

The Champollion brothers continued to express their passion for knowledge while under the new Royalist regime when they established Lancaster schools to provide the general population with an education. Since ultra-royalists did not believe in education for all classes, these schools were considered revolutionary endeavors. Taking it one step further, Champollion led an uprising in 1821 where he and a band of Grenobleans stormed the citadel and removed the bourbon royalist flag and replaced it with the tricolor flag. Although he was charged with treason and went into hiding, he was eventually pardoned and able to continue his work.

There is a constant stream of passion seen in this man’s life that is invigorating and truly inspiring. He comes at all aspects of life with full force. In his eyes, the mysterious and unattainable is captivating and close in sight. He ties himself to a foreign culture that was more than three millennia and 2,000 miles apart from his own. He did this while making his political presence known in a time of turmoil in his own country. The only aspect of Champollion that I do not agree with was his failure to mention the contribution Young made to decrypting the hieroglyphs. I believe that one should always give credit where credit is due.

Just like Champollion, I am in a constant pursuit for knowledge. From a young age, I too shared a love for language and the individuality it brought to different cultures. Those individualities also cultivate commonalities between shared interest groups, regardless of time or space. My dreams in life have always been to learn about as many cultures as possible and travel every inch of this planet. Essentially, it is an endless search for a sense of familiarity with the unknown in order to feel the unspoken bond between us all. To me, this is exactly what Champollion embodies.

Addis Gonzalez’s France 2016 class of FIU Honors in the Pere Lachaise Cemetery in Paris. (Photo by JW Bailly CC by 4.0)

Gaining a deeper sense of familiarity and understanding changes our perception of the unknown. There is no fear, no need for any possible future presidents to feed on phobias of the masses or offerings of regressive structures such as proposed massive walls that induce segregation. There is, on the other hand, opportunity for growth, acceptance, and unity.

I genuinely am a very curious person and live my life in an endless period of “Egyptomania” that expands beyond interest in the study of Ancient Egypt remains and culture to absolutely everything. More appropriately, I live my life in a period of “Enlightomania”. I’m sure there are others like me whose thirst for knowledge is never quenched. Luckily, I was born in a country who fought for the ability for me, a young Latina woman, to receive an education. Countries, such as those in the Middle East, aren’t as lucky. Women receive an education that is different from men, in segregated classrooms taught only by other women. Education is a growing experience and the thought of people receiving it in a limiting environment is like imagining a person walking through a free city with 50 lbs of chains strapped to them.

Champollion and those who sought to understand the world’s past, present, and future truly make humanity a magnificent thing to be apart of. Even so, I believe that we still have a ways to go in order to expand our horizon of understanding so that all are able contribute equally.

Live to Work or Work to Live?

IMG_8222Weekend street market in Lyon. (Photo by Rachel Young CC by 4.0) 

Live to Work or Work to Live? 
by Rachel Young, FIU Honors College 
July 2016

Here are my thoughts on varying lifestyles and their effects after having lived abroad in France for a month.

It was a Friday evening and I was sitting in a mandatory study abroad meeting to go over all the technicalities of traveling and the university regulations that would still apply to all of us once we were on French soil. After hearing about what we should and should not do while abroad, we turned to something hardly any of us had thought about; adjusting when we returned. We were told there were stages of adjusting. We were told we would feel out of place returning. We were told it would be a process. Months later I’m struggling to recall how I once lived the way the majority does here in the States, namely Miami.

Spending a month in France challenged me, both physically and mentally, and truly changed who I am and how I see myself and humanity in every light. From hiking the French Alps to drinking wine with a holocaust survivor to sitting in a park eating falafels in the Jewish-Gay Quarter on Bastille Day, I realized that there is more to life than the mundane. My time in France allowed me to compare the typical lifestyle in Miami to the typical lifestyle in Paris. For one, I found that the majority of people have a firm grasp on what it means to enjoy life and most importantly enjoy your life. I emphasize the idea of the self because that is a very vital aspect of French culture. Though they have collective tendencies and are a very resilient people, they live their lives the way they wish to live them, without fear of judgement; something I admire and aspire to incorporate into my day-to-day life. The French have a deep understanding of the difference between working to live and living to work. What drives us is what we should be questioning.

IMG_0222.jpgRachel Young and her France 2016 class of FIU Honors in the Jewish-Gay Quarter in Paris. (Photo by JW Bailly CC by 4.0) 

The sense of growth that I feel is something I want to preserve and I’ve been finding it difficult to do so given the atmosphere I’m in. Though it is difficult to strip France of its beauty to try and figure out why the quality of life seems to be so much more enriching, I’ve tried with every ounce of fiber in my body and I’ve come to the conclusion that it simply has to do with the environment one is in. I’ve encountered maybe a handful of South Florida residents that maintain this European mentality and they usually grew up elsewhere. Don’t get me wrong, South Florida is rich with culture, but pales in comparison to the history and resume that France has. How can we even compare?

I guess what I want readers to take away from my experience and my words is, take a step back and evaluate how you’re living your life and don’t feel discouraged to question societal norms and more relevantly, regional norms. It may seem like a daunting task, but every journey begins with the first step.