The form is a mysticism of solicitude which in its expressiveness starts from sterilization, from prophylaxis, from asepsis, up to... Read More
The form is a mysticism of solicitude which in its expressiveness starts from sterilization, from prophylaxis, from asepsis, up to its opposite: promiscuity, contamination, pollution, just like an organic body.
But basically it is an exorcism because it becomes almost a totem protected from any external aggression, which redefines the perimeters between inside and outside, positive and negative, between vice and morality, albeit in an apparent obsessive way.
It is the fetish of gauze, of the bandage, between pain and joy, between sores and healings, a prerogative to dissect one's being a little introverted and a little extroverted, through an ethic of the contemporary, synthesis of excretion and secretion, dissension and pacification, compulsion and relaxation.
But like a fabric, it does not want to repress anything only to stimulate the regeneration of any desire, now forgotten and censored.
