THE LAST EDGE
My home’s windows overlook onto the Caffarella Valley, the most extended green zone of the city of Rome, which embraces the ancient roman countryside and the archaeological site of the Appia Antica.
Here, I go walking every day, and for a lapse of time I can lose myself in the middle of an uncontaminated nature, not domesticated by the man’s hand and in a far away from the noises of the city silence. An external space that allowed to not being closed inside the concrete walls of the apartment; that allowed to cross the doorstep, to pass from the inside to the outside, to expand the physical borders of the space where you move, you express yourself, you live.
Like me, many others citizens go to this charming valley, out of the compelled space and the frantic time of the city and they meet up again with they deepest soul, freeing their energy in the most different shapes.
And then, there are the animals, the wild ones and the old farm’s ones, free as still the owners of the earth, and everyone gets together in an other dimension, almost primordial.
The Last Edge tells about this external dimension and the importance and power of nature in men’s lives.
It is the physical border marked out by the line of the buildings that end where the park and the green begin; the edge that marks out the boundary between the city and nature, the civilization and wildness, the structuring and de-structuring, the regulation and deregulation, between the control or the liberation of life, mind and body.
The Last Edge is the Edge between rationality and emotionality, between order and disorder, between the grey and the green.
4x5 Color Transparencies Film
Archival Inkjet Watercolor Prints
“20 x 24" Image
Edition 1/7 + 3 Artist proofs
2010/2013
Here, I go walking every day, and for a lapse of time I can lose myself in the middle of an uncontaminated nature, not domesticated by the man’s hand and in a far away from the noises of the city silence. An external space that allowed to not being closed inside the concrete walls of the apartment; that allowed to cross the doorstep, to pass from the inside to the outside, to expand the physical borders of the space where you move, you express yourself, you live.
Like me, many others citizens go to this charming valley, out of the compelled space and the frantic time of the city and they meet up again with they deepest soul, freeing their energy in the most different shapes.
And then, there are the animals, the wild ones and the old farm’s ones, free as still the owners of the earth, and everyone gets together in an other dimension, almost primordial.
The Last Edge tells about this external dimension and the importance and power of nature in men’s lives.
It is the physical border marked out by the line of the buildings that end where the park and the green begin; the edge that marks out the boundary between the city and nature, the civilization and wildness, the structuring and de-structuring, the regulation and deregulation, between the control or the liberation of life, mind and body.
The Last Edge is the Edge between rationality and emotionality, between order and disorder, between the grey and the green.
4x5 Color Transparencies Film
Archival Inkjet Watercolor Prints
“20 x 24" Image
Edition 1/7 + 3 Artist proofs
2010/2013