Fine Mese (o Ri-lettura della Pastasciutta)
From the series "Exchanges" (2013)
What happens to the meaning of things when they switch places? The Art by its very nature puts "out of place", "re-read" and "re-use" things and their meanings for veicolarne new ones.
In this series I tried to imagine the alternatives of reading, or RI-readings of common objects to create new meanings.
This photograph shows an Italian who came to any "End of Month" is about to consume his last brisk, money converted into food, "exchanged" with the symbol of all Italian pasta. The last bite, then, becomes almost a "stab", the kitchen, with its window, almost turns into a prison that houses the last meal of a condemned man. The dish is the focal point, bright, the only white because it contains what should be the sustenance: almost a small paradise in the midst of all the red hell daily. And if the money "end up" in the pot, the Pastasciutta you reposition the portfolio to become a bargaining chip vital, valid as much as the money. The apple, here on the sidelines when it is red, it is for me a symbol of the West that has dragged behind his sinful past, when it is green (as in the case of "The Meaning of Art", another work in competition) is the symbol Innocence of a destined to mature transformed into its opposite.
What happens to the meaning of things when they switch places? The Art by its very nature puts "out of place", "re-read" and "re-use" things and their meanings for veicolarne new ones.
In this series I tried to imagine the alternatives of reading, or RI-readings of common objects to create new meanings.
This photograph shows an Italian who came to any "End of Month" is about to consume his last brisk, money converted into food, "exchanged" with the symbol of all Italian pasta. The last bite, then, becomes almost a "stab", the kitchen, with its window, almost turns into a prison that houses the last meal of a condemned man. The dish is the focal point, bright, the only white because it contains what should be the sustenance: almost a small paradise in the midst of all the red hell daily. And if the money "end up" in the pot, the Pastasciutta you reposition the portfolio to become a bargaining chip vital, valid as much as the money. The apple, here on the sidelines when it is red, it is for me a symbol of the West that has dragged behind his sinful past, when it is green (as in the case of "The Meaning of Art", another work in competition) is the symbol Innocence of a destined to mature transformed into its opposite.
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