Exhibitions, Italy, Siracusa, Noto, 01 May 2013
divers
Still nevertheless: suspended or attentive or engrossed or dreamy.
Waiting: to be or to become.
I met them, the Divers, in my dreams or they dreamt me.
They came before me or I came from them because I hope I was in someone's dream before becoming me, in someone’s thoughts, in their desires.
We are also made of dreams: we are real and imaginary at the same time, inhabitants of the here and now but also of countless other places and countless other times that we continually create.
The living come from the water that: we have inhabited the abyss, we have been wayfarers of the waves and refugees of the currents.
And it is in the water, together with the living, where dreams are manifest: live and dream.
To live is to dream, to dream is to live.
Every man repeats the story of living in their mother’s womb: immersed in the vital waters, in the mother’s dreams and his own dreams.
Water and dreams, water of dreams into which we continuously dive, we immerse ourselves because, unknown to us, in our soul we carry a secret sea inhabited by all possibilities, the generator of emotions and thoughts.
Giuseppe Raniolo
Still nevertheless: suspended or attentive or engrossed or dreamy.
Waiting: to be or to become.
I met them, the Divers, in my dreams or they dreamt me.
They came before me or I came from them because I hope I was in someone's dream before becoming me, in someone’s thoughts, in their desires.
We are also made of dreams: we are real and imaginary at the same time, inhabitants of the here and now but also of countless other places and countless other times that we continually create.
The living come from the water that: we have inhabited the abyss, we have been wayfarers of the waves and refugees of the currents.
And it is in the water, together with the living, where dreams are manifest: live and dream.
To live is to dream, to dream is to live.
Every man repeats the story of living in their mother’s womb: immersed in the vital waters, in the mother’s dreams and his own dreams.
Water and dreams, water of dreams into which we continuously dive, we immerse ourselves because, unknown to us, in our soul we carry a secret sea inhabited by all possibilities, the generator of emotions and thoughts.
Giuseppe Raniolo
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