Questa è la mia
A cement concrete suitcase is on the floor. An heavy suitcase, closed, stamped, that hide all i’ve put in it for the next going away. I will pass the door one time more, i will say goodbye to my Father and my Mother, one time more, I will try to sail away, but something, a clinch absently forgotten, will keep me inexplicably there. Once finally sailed, I must going to my course, magically enwrapped by the water flowes, but it will tooks time, sometimes they’re no good and will bring us back, sometimes we lose one’s bearings, burt always we move in dynamic and continuos fluxus. We will also get lost, but after that we will find the way again, discovering new landscapes. Time gives us new person and new harbours that will be ours merchandises our precious cargos. Dedicated to all travelllers.
Polistyrene, steel grid, cement.
120x60x30cm c.a.
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