Transient

The space, crisscrossed in diagonal clusters, seems to compel, absorb, drag the gaze. And in this moment when one is almost dragged inside the gallery, as if moved by a kind of magnetic field, it seems necessary, in each step one takes, to resort to the demand to maintain one’s balance – in view of such unstable and not infrequently hostile surroundings –, while searching for a comfortable position. Each cubicle meter roamed is, in a way, the discovery of a new place in the world, in the presence of this faceting that seems to invert the cube to which one is accustomed to. But since it is also a place where one is not alone (that is, the prophet, the genius, and the demiurge are forbidden here), in its “sociability”, it preserves the possibility of understanding it’s construction as a consciousness of the world, the determination of a place where the “I” and “things” are the result of a reciprocate positivity, passing from the initial barrenness to the feasible possibility of an informed relation. A significant undertaking, since it is executed with the required immediacy, without conceding to an anxious urgency.