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Nude is a commentary on the human condition: it is our soul undressed of the superfluous and the ephemeral, of the constraints and structures imposed by society: our purest essence is revealed throughout this spiritual journey and time is deconstructed to give way to our innermost self. The labyrinth is the materialisation of our life that we try so hard to disentangle, it’s the inexplicability of this, taken off our chest and concretised into the form of an iron construction where time unfolds and forgotten memories are retrieved. We are engulfed in a space that is pregnant in energy, we blaze a trail into our puzzled self that questions itself constantly: has the path of our existence already been designed for us or are we the makers of our life? The symbolic power of the labyrinth, the erratic element and the discrepancy between time and sound make this work a portable window into our subconscious. The time is framed in a one-way direction that captivates us to the end but yet it fluctuates between past, present and future. We are thrown into the truth, our chords are struck deep down and we are awaked: we are the actors that play in the stage of life, not objects, and we are a being ‘thrown’ into the world. Scratching, flowing, breathing. The thirst for life is filling all the space around us in a vortex of emotions and secret perceptions that only the spectator can enact and trigger: the empathy and interaction with the work of art are vital to the accomplishment of the oeuvre. The merging of past, present and future is reinforced by the three ages of life reverberating through the installation as we walk inside it, a place where we are the containers of both our child and adult’s feelings. During the course of our life we tend to lose connections with the child part of ourselves and memories are locked in the secret alleys of our soul: now they resurface and float into this dilation of our time. The body of work is dipped in a black and white atmosphere that imbues the whole scene giving a frozen, rewind feel to it. The ambience hues harmonise with the video tones and the materials of the show, where the solidity of iron collides with the weakness of plaster: a contrast that completes the feeling of in-between disclosed by the work. The second room opens the scenery to a deconstructed space that loosens and brings back to the primitive, a continuum filled with an army of sculptures: they are grasping at life, desperate to capture a moment in time, to catch small instants that slip from their hands by freezing themselves in multiple body positions. A reflection of the human soul, of the frailness of human emotions and simple gestures that punctuate man’s routine; fragile plaster bodies running against time and making it theirs only for a flash, suspended in one pose, in one flick of the eye. Now the space is fragmented, time is deconstructed and not enclosed in a capsule anymore: the container is shattered and the sculptures are there to collect the pieces. A sense of dispersal is conveyed and the distance between us, experiencing a personal perception of time and the others, expressly placed outside this intimate world of ours, is sharpened. Every man is born as many men and dies as a single one. (Martin Heidegger) Francesca Nannini Curator