Crucifixion, 2001draw of "Le città della Gojia"
Born in a summer bathed by the blood of Genoa, overturned by the heat and the hedonist fury of entertainment at all costs, produced during another emigration fortunately in Rome, inspired by the experience of a love story contrasted by prejudices and inevitably lost, these images speaks a lot about my being radically, passionally, painfully Florense.
Beyond the goldsmith tradition, in the course of the History, the woven is the one that characterized the handicraft production of San Giovanni in Fiore, with bedspreads and trousseaus with strongly coloured geometrical motifs, some directly inspired by those of the Doric colonists who in their turn had been instructed by Persian craftsmen. It’s useless to say that, beyond small sporadic examples, currently this tradition is practically extinct.
With various expressive techniques and various functions, in the course of the years, in my works on several occasions (as an example mine are the panels in coloured granite mosaic on the road crossing between the sport field and the cemetery; Palla-Palla, summer 2000), re-appear the motifs and the colours of the bedspreads of my early childhood.
Probably as rebellion to the concreteness, the greyness, the uselessness of the contemporary San Giovanni in Fiore re-appear the memories: the most colourful shutters, or frames and transoms of the “Timpune”, some rare, sensitive person, still colours the contours of its door differently from that of the neighbour; inevitably the green of the pines of the Sila, the blue of its nocturnal sky, the red of the blood of Christ and of all the men of the earth.
In a dramatic summer like this, with a future of glacier-melting, reappear naturally this will of belongings to a particular ancient culture, an identification research in sure roots even in a form of new expression in the used instruments and materials.
What the East evokes is in general homage to mine juvenile passionate studies on the Yoga and the Zen, and to the elimination of the prejudgments specific to these philosophies.
The objects are reflected in the water, exactly in the hypothesis of glacier-melting, Santa Severina could become a sea-city on a desert coast.
The proposed images are neither a precious "Ozaturo" (bed-spread), neither a delicate "ncullerata" (brocade), are more modestly small virtual worlds, entirely built with the computer, in which I shelter each time I fear the future of the human being. More I travel, grow, work, become cosmopolitan, more I tie to my origins, trusting in the idea that the development of the Man consists in the diversification of the Cultures, in its exchange in a pacific cohabitation, and not in their flatting imposed with the hunger and the war.
Fantastic Mediterranean Architecture
da Le città della Gojia: La fabbrica delle anime
Francesco Saverio Alessio
