Habitus plurale (il santo protettore dei pensieri persi)
Thoughts are part of us: as the hair, the hair, the nails; evolve in our body, should be followed, cared for, looked after. The risk of "baldness" of reason is around the corner.
Fortunately collecting reflections, ideas, aphorisms flown away from our heads is the patron saint of lost thoughts. Ironically (and symbolically) dressed in a suit of woven human hair, to represent their transience, the holy collects everyone's thoughts and declaims them publicly, saving them from the dispersion, giving them a voice. Bystanders are called to participate directly in the work. Anyone can write thoughts and throw them into the heap of crumpled paper or can collect the thought of someone else, offering it to the cleric, only figure intermediate between the saint and his followers.
Work realized with Heracles Dartizio.
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