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