Carlo Giustini - Colla (2020)

Imagine waking up in the middle of the night, looking outside the window and noticing that something has actually changed. The world is still there, it sleeps but it is present, mocking you constantly and slowly showing itself .

Anyway now something seems to cover reality with a thin layer of bright glue, an ambiguous material that hides the features of things and that unfolds the world under a different, bright light.

You walk, this concrete is soft, the walls of the houses are covered with morbid, viscous, beautiful materia.

This world speaks to you, it tells you a different story. You could stay here forever and forget an imposed, harsh past. In this new vision, however, the past coexists, it lives and it embraces you, forever wrapped in a flaming rodeo loop. A giant puppet show put up by family and friends.

“Colla” is a metaphor, a hope for a different dimension, where thought generates tangible content without too much effort.

The streets of Sant’Angelo are now populated by salt cats, pink powder, brass concerts, acousmatic voices without a source.

The toxic dust of my city is now fog that melts eternally and will never return.