Arriving in Berlin at the end of December 2019.
In three months history would have temporarily stranded us.
I knew nothing about it then. I was walking around this unknown, fascinating city and the words of Lucio Dalla came back to my mind. Very big and a little sad.
But cities with big rivers are always very beautiful.
And inspiration came to me all at once, without delay, without a problem. As if Berlin was the keystone of my search over the years, as if the images I was looking for sailed over the Spree.
I immediately started working on this new technique, based o*Re-publishing. Note dell autore. Author’s notes. This post was first published on 14 March 2020. I published a post of images only. No one was yet fully aware of what was going to happen. This edition presents a reduced number of the works in this series and my reflections today.n a hallucinatory memory. One thing that always struck me about people who brought back experiences of psychedelic journeys was the fact that they all seemed to have experienced, at some point in their journey, reality as a set of moving lines.
These stories created glimpses of traces in my imagination, like smudges of stains, something like a print in which the ink smudged the whole in an aesthetically pleasing way.
From these shared experiences, from the reverberations on the Spree, from a personal reflection on the aesthetics of painting, from the mirroring of the old red brick factories in the Spree, from my desire to explore new resources and (as is often the case in all research) from a random series of coincidences and mistakes, the DE.20 Series was born: acrylics on warehouse paper (Lagerkarte), found and recycled.
*Re-publishing. Author’s notes. This post was first published on 14 March 2020, at this time I published a post of images only. We were yet under a shock. No one was yet fully aware of what was going to happen. This edition presents a reduced number of the works in this series and my reflections today.