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Mia
Freehand machine embroidery on water soluble fabric / sculpted epoxy resin
2,149 kg
15,6 x 4,2 x 30 cm
Naples, 2023
You have been home. You have never been. I think you never will. I don't know what didn't work. I know it well. But I get angry when people tell me that I look like I don't belong to you.Like only dark colors belong to you. Then why don't I belong to you? But I have never seen so much light. I saw it throwing itself on the rocks, slipping into the pierced walls. I saw it descending with me the uneven stairs and entering your frayed doorways. I saw it in the Latin professor's composed fervor. A light always intrusive, overbearing, coming from deep within, struggling to get out. And coming out, warm.
You pass over everything. But you pass with the dirty cloth and I can see you.
Freehand machine embroidery on water soluble fabric / sculpted epoxy resin
2,149 kg
15,6 x 4,2 x 30 cm
Naples, 2023
You have been home. You have never been. I think you never will. I don't know what didn't work. I know it well. But I get angry when people tell me that I look like I don't belong to you.Like only dark colors belong to you. Then why don't I belong to you? But I have never seen so much light. I saw it throwing itself on the rocks, slipping into the pierced walls. I saw it descending with me the uneven stairs and entering your frayed doorways. I saw it in the Latin professor's composed fervor. A light always intrusive, overbearing, coming from deep within, struggling to get out. And coming out, warm.
You pass over everything. But you pass with the dirty cloth and I can see you.