The work is composed by of 9 clay spheres with pink pigment and 1 poster 150 x 100 cm.
A poster in which the word is a flow but it is become an object. Spheres, to return to the centre, not to close itself but to expand from its core.
The poster (which will be translated in English) tells the gazes placed on the world in an uninterrupted flow - just a slash at the end of each sentence. Reflections, images, memories, brief dialogues, words as signs, traces that become a composition, a body. The word is body and the body is text, written with a typewriter font (evocation of an ancient intimacy and of a writing that is not digital but physical, inked). The font size is also large: in this way, single words or groups of words meet the public. Text as object. This physicality comes into close connection with the materiality of the sphere. The relationship with one's own feelings, self-awareness in relation to the outside find a form of story in the hands that knead the clay, a therapeutic gesture, as therapeutic as the seriality with which thought is re-elaborated and cleaned by the artist, whenever. The imprint remains, the contact through which a girl's hand meets the audience who will touch the spheres. Contact, meeting: an element of poetics that returns in this work, for example in the workshops, where moments of performance and words alternate with the creation of spheres that the participants do not take home but that will be given to the participants of the next workshop just as they received those of the previous workshop.
In this installation the spheres have a pink pigment. A colour that seems obvious about the femininity but here it is referred to the artist’s body, to the fusion of red and white in a colour that is both powerful, intense, capable of tenderness and of softening the roughness.
A welcoming aesthetic for an installation that is an invitation to meet oneself.
In fact, the work proposes a training, leads to a state of consciousness and dream. The words lead to the public's intimate personal words, to a vision in which the external, real element immediately descends into the intimate and into the relationship with the other and with the epicentre of oneself. Looking at it, taking it in your hand, you feel the sphere as yours, indeed as if it gave you back the most deeply hidden part of you. This is what says the name chosen for this object: Teresa. (Te resa, restituita a te: word pun in italian): returned to you. A giving back. An original nucleus capable of provoking calls and creations.
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