With my head full of images, of cats, of flowers, of sunsets, of trite selfies I feel the rejection born... Read More
With
my head full of images, of cats, of flowers, of sunsets, of trite
selfies I feel the rejection born in me, I try to elaborate my thoughts
and go beyond this feeling of mine that leads me to reject the thousands
of images that every day surround me and somehow govern feelings,
sensations, compulsions and social life.
I look at myself
intimately and reflect ... here comes my need to create new waste so as
not to feel overwhelmed, to feel less distance, to rebel, here are the
black images that bring me back to Suprematism, the two-dimensional
images that rebel at not at the thought.
Those who look at my
wrong photos because black still have the possibility, the power to
imagine and go beyond the mere visual representation and maybe so wrong
they will not seem
this project contains 12
identical but not identical black photos, numbered with Roman numerals. I
take each photo with a digital camera without a lens but with a cap
I Nude self-portrait in the mirror
II Portrait of my parents
III Sleeping cats
IV Abundant breakfast
V Column of cars
VI Changing room
VII Mint and chocolate semifreddo
VIII Bis of mint and chocolate semifreddo
IX Masturbation
X Sushi dinner with a friend
XI Full moon from the window of the house
XII Woman shows her breasts
