I lost my Keys

A locked door, a dead branch that crosses and colored rags.
The installation explores the deadly sin of sloth that closes the doors, lost keys.
The door to go inhibits any space, any space to be measured or observed.
As an unbridgeable its closure and the insensitivity feeds indifference towards nature,
towards others and towards everything that surrounds us.
Ascolta
Trascrizione fonetica