The third person
Exhibitions, Italy, Bergamo, 09 October 2010
M I D E N T E N K

Thinking together with ....
To undertake the following
of a thought, but talking
with it, giving their
active contribution,
think to be with ...

A thought for Alessandro Baldoni

Not being a critic nor an art historian, I take the liberty to play the part of the observer and is abandoned for a moment in the world of Alex have the same attitude of those who enter into written words of a fable or a maze a dream.
I drive the artist's words when he writes of himself: "I would be the emotional crutch in which the eyes of others hang their feelings, a kind of lost office stories in which everyone can find something of themselves." It 's a strong message that I get from the margins of conjunction between the words and images that I'm watching and I had seen most of his fine show last year in Savignano.

The brief initial quote (Mitdenken) certainly not sufficient to render the complexity of the project's creative Alessandra, but it is a starting point to try to approach a little to his poetry, his way of thinking and feeling the world through the written word and the image camera is writing with light. The picture is a visual story that can not exist without the articulation of lived narrative of the written word so that both languages coexist inseparable in his works, as a very strong knot that only the lightness of feeling and emotion of the beholder can slowly dissolve.

Alessandra writes me: "I'm interested in images similar to poetry, images that speak softly without the need to scream or cling to power in the eyes that say something but not everything, which leaves a mystery and secrecy make a guess: images short-circuit / emotional, small ambushes to the heart that challenge the viewer to search his soul, to resolve unrest. "
It 's a significant piece of his poetry, a deep part of herself that is revealed to others, those who look, to make them share the enigma that is the art and in this case, you configure the imaginary others, leaving open the endless possible answers to those mysteries that remain unresolved in each. There is indeed a generation of young artists that also belongs to Alessandra who is credited with having given the active participation of an art that is not pleased by his own reflection in the mirror cosmetic work because it takes the life and not play but recreates it.

Do not artists always like to be clear when they speak or write about the meaning of their activities and few, very few are those who can write their thoughts without altering them. But here the thought is in the works of Alex indissolubly. In this respect, she is in perhaps the most important specific art that the artist regards as a fundamental part of their work to the point to be confused with it in the relationship between art that is life and life is the art in a time when the contemporary seems to want to do without leaving room for other negative values.
"I used to say that I write" scripts for a small step ", the writing is the diary of paper from which the visions come to life" and again: "I am essentially a storyteller, I love the stories, I try, the steal, the compounds, the break. " This mission statement corresponds to a particular kind of artist that moves not only in the language of writing and pictures, but also in the performative staging of people and objects immersed in a place of deep memory is so dear to writers like : Borges, Calvino, Barthes or so in the knowledge of fiction and philosophy, a culture that has marked the art of the twentieth century and is still present in the poetry of the last generations of artists.
The art of writing is to Alessandra: "the backbone that supports the image and is the pretext to create a sense of circularity, where large and sometimes small scripts contain female figures from the dream world as fantastic apparitions, divorced from the reality that around us, but not to the deep mystery of the ego. For that beauty is desired and disturbing "attack the eyes," insinuate themselves into the cracks of the soul, with the same frequency of magic filastroche you learn in childhood, and sometimes even return, in the most unexpected moments, like a talisman protects you from loss of life than the real world.

One last quick thought about Alessandra sense of doubt and deceit that, I think, lies more in his works. If it is true that any part of the scene represented seems to refer to a thought apparently almost elegiac fable, it is also true that after a more careful reading it enters the uncertainty in wanting to give meaning to the things represented. Once again we are led into the labyrinth of memories that are so unexpected and suddenly removed ourselves to testify that the story is not over, do not even want to end up alone in the visual perception of the viewer but after continuous and open to further thoughts and more images.
It is perhaps this aspect that makes the whole emotional of his work similar to that of a writer and I should not wonder if in the coming years Alessandro Baldoni writes a story with a few pictures to digest. I would not be surprised at all. Wait ...

Mario Cresci

ALESSANDRA Baldoni
Photos
October 9> 20 November 2010
Opening Saturday, October 9, at 18

STUDIO Vanna Casati
Via Borgo Palazzo, 42 (internal) - 24125 Bergamo
Telephone and fax 035222333
E-mail: vannacasati@fastwebnet.it - www.vannacasati.it
From Monday to Friday from 16.30 to 19.30
Saturday: 11-12.30 - 16:30 to 19:30
Tuesday closed

Comments 0

Say something

You must login or Sign Up to write a comment Join