In lunghe fila, Art Verona, Verona

Atelier dell'Errore institutional guest at Art Verona 2007

                                                                                                                                                     Hai detto: ”Il disegno sarà semplice, come unghiate di bestia su di un tronco."
                                                                                                                                                                       You said: "The drawing will be simple, like beast's claws on a log."
                                                                                                                                                                                                                Antonella Anedda, All’angelo, da piccola 

The beasts proceed in long lines in slow procession, to a subtle call.
I always say, I don't know where beasts like those come from, nor where they will go to shelter, once they appear.
They emerge in long afternoons, from innocent white sheets of paper, so innocent that at first, they even frighten the children, who tell them that they cannot draw.
Their very special eyes, always new, never similar to each other, not even in the same pair.
I remember very well in the Atelier how much energy an eye requires from them.
That's why, perhaps, they always leave them for last, like the breath, after earth and spit.
In that gesture, each one has a confidence of its own, which I have never understood where it comes from, and why, suddenly, it disappears.
Without leaving a trace in the everyday life.
That's why I think that right there, in that variously ringed eye, there is an archive of beings who have never been born, or who have always lived above reality, which only those who in some way fall prey to a celestial attraction can access by celestial means.
Us, burdened with earthly attraction, can only admire such a wonder.