Cantus ab aestu

Cicadas abandon their moults on trees, and each of these moults had containe within itself a cicada «being,» whose sound we are familiar with their sounds than their form. The wetsuits abandoned, when the wings make the insect›s body larger, take a new life through lost-wax bronze microcasting. The cicadas, now in bronze, single or overlaid in compositions and modules, are each an entity unto themselves.

"Cantus ab aestu" moves in a circle that keeps closing and reopening, beco- ming a hymn to the cycles of life and death, in a continuous regeneration.