★The contemporaryprimitive★

I'm going to explain what this CONTEMPORARYPRIMITIVE means for me.

Someone escaping from her/his/its village, a place where used to love, to work, to hate, to drink, to eat basically to live or to survive. She/he/it was forced to go away from there though sometimes has been thinking to escape but this time it wasn't her/his/its decision. That day the contemporaryprimitive took the most precious thing: the skulls of the family. Running for many days without a place to go the contemporaryprimitive decided to stop along a big tree. The first thing to do was buried the skulls the only memory of the past. Day by day the contemporaryprimitive started a new life, building a house on the branches. Year by year new people came. Always the same situation:force to escape from where they were born because of others that decided what was wrong or right. The primitivecontemporaries deleted some words from vocabulary. The first words to be cancelled were:

RACE

SEXISM

MILITARISM

RELIGION

They wanted stay in line with nature and respect her laws. They started to develop a sensitive power that allowed them to feel other primitivecontemporaries living far from there. Thanks to this power altogether decided to gather once a year in a big plenary assembly in the middle of the earth. Something has to change in this world. The most important thing was to share the experiences and improve the way to be.

P.S.

Movie tip:

LA BELLE VERTE

LA COYOTA by INDIGNABEE for CRACK!fumetti dirompenti_festival of drawn and printed art_ 2017

This year the issue of CRACK!Fumetti dirompenti
is LA COYOTA based on a graphic novel by Juliette Bensimon Marchina:
LA CAIDA ET COYOTA
On May I reached INDIGNADA JONES in France
and together we worked on it.
We built a puppet made by recycled things we found on the street,
starting from an old blanket gave it to us from Salvuzzz our magicboysupporter.
We fill it up with cotton that during those days it fell from the trees.
La Coyota is a traveller.
She goes through time,
she can be heavy and light too..
Her core is a tangle of love.
After a long trip MADAME COYOTA
will come out from an old yellow cardboard suitcase
found in London.
It was a house of an amazing mouse

MADAME COYOTA è rozza, grezza,
ma impeccabile nel guardare in faccia la sua preda.
Si distrare facilmente perché le piace giocare.
E' una llorona, ma non importa le lacrime lubrificano l'anima.

THE MINESWEEPER COLLECTIVE

I have always been dreaming to be in an artistic collective. And this happened to me almost two years ago in London when we found The Minesweeper Collective, an international collective that lives in a boat close to the Deptford creek. Since I found it we have been doing many things together. The first time I had a collaboration with minesweeper it has been during an artistic residency on June 2015 with Passion&Pain a project by Wonderbee & Indignata Jones. In that occasion we united our nicknames in INDIGNADABEE and we built our project/label consisting in recycle clothes customized by our own drawings silkscreened patches. During the residency me and IndignadaJ. we painted the main stage and the main door. We created an installation made by recycle hearts and theet that we hung all around the boat and on 28th June we had the event. The second collaboration was on October with Fake&Real and in that occasion we created two big dolls and many paperboats that at the end of the event all together we left them float on the creek. The day after we have been creating  an installation. We brought the dolls close to the Penny bridge and few days later someone burnt. A collective experiment. I like the idea to burn the art like a phoenix a new experience can born from the ashes.

On March 2016 with the collective we had an other collaboration and this time printing a book in the sunscreenlab settled in the boat. The book On the Hill of Pig Heart was a preview of some drawings that have been transferred on the wall during an event organised in Colleferro (Rome, Italy) where almost three years ago I opened a Tattoo studio INTOCORE TATTOO with other three persons. 

The Minesweeper Collective is connected to the BirdNest a pub in Deptford where inside there The Undercurrent Gallery.

To get involved with the Mines check the website:

http://minesweepercollective.co.uk

FRUSTATA DAL VENTO

Everybody gets a thorn in your soul

Everybody look for something that nobody knows

Everybody is in your on way

Though wants to stay to everyone

Shut your mouth and kiss me 

No words 

No limits

DWELLING PROJECT_2015 buildings go to Australia

After two years, after the windy day with madcap in Crystal Palace, London,
I'm here to send these buildings to Australia, Sydney thank to Ethan H.Minsker
from Antagonist movement who invited me to participate.
I'm glad to take parte at this project.
Thanks and overall I'm glad to write again on this blog.
I lost myself but now I'm ready to fly in some new layers of life.

CRYSTAL PALACE_MADCAP_windyday

A windy day.

Yesterday I went with the S.E.R.F.S. girlzzz

to Crystal Palace.

A park, a stage, a carousel and MADCAP.

A coalition of visual art and performance in Depford,

close to New Cross Gate, where I have been living since February.

Everything was ready for the show.

Tends, flags, toys.

A strong wind that started to destroy all the camp.

Luckily the only tend we need was safe and at least

a show has been realized.

A bit blowy with the girlz

we came back at home.

Although the weather was against us,

we were happy to stay together

and to continue this adventure 

giving to the birth of a new coalition:

South

East

Rising

Forces

Giornata ventilata, molto ventilata.

Insieme alle S.E.R.F.S. girlzzz,

siamo andate a Crystal Palace,

mi piace pronunciarlo:))

Un parco, un palco, delle giostre e MADCAP

una coalizione di clowns, artistoidi e chi più ne ha più ne metta,

che si muove nel quartiere di Depford,

vicino a New Cross Gate, dove vivo da un pò.

Tutto sembrava pronto

per uno spettacolo con i fiocchi.

Tendoni, striscioni, giochi 

ad un tratto un forte vento si è abbattuto sul campo

portando via l'accampamento e facendo restare per fortuna

il solo tendone dove almeno uno spettacolo si è riuscito a portare a termine.

Un pò amareggiate con le girlz siamo tornate nei nostri quartieri,

ma comunque contente per essere state insieme 

e continuare quest'avventura

che sta portando alla nascita di una nuova unione

che si chiama appunto

South

East

Rising

Forces

MEMORY'S SPEECH@NUNPOP_1_08_2013

Giovedì 1 Agosto 2013
sono stata ospite al NUNPOP,
evento che si tiene ogni mese nel quartiere di Nunhead,
situato a circa sei km a sud est di charing cross.
L'evento si svolge al secondo piano di questo pub,
dal nome piuttosto tenebroso
THE OLD NUN'S HEAD
che significa la testa della vecchia suora,
perché si dice che in quest'area,
durante la fine del 1600,
con la dissoluzione dei monasteri,
venissero tagliate le teste delle monache.

Il NUNPOP ospita, in questo spazio che ricorda un convento,
con le tipiche panche e il colore marrone delle pareti di legno,
dicevo chiama a raccolta dai cinque ai sei artisti
che espongono le proprie opere,
e durante la serata, tra musica e contest,
parlano del proprio processo artistico
o comunque del progetto presentato durante la serata.

Quello che io ho proposto è una piccola storiella che grazie a Vlad,
la ragazza promotrice dell'evento, è riuscito davvero interessante.
Io sul palco con le immagini di sfondo che a ritmo delle mie parole
raccontavano la storiella del progetto che poi altro non è che
MY NAME IS SERAFINO, la mostra che proposi in Masseria,
la delicatessen dove da tra anni lavoro.
In quella mostra per la prima volta la valigia che avevo portato con me
con dentro la mia tesi dell'accademia, si è aperta e per la prima volta vidi
esposti i miei lavori, che comunque fa sempre un certo effetto.

Ecco di seguito il mio discorso sul palco del NUNPOP seguito dalle immagini che scorrevano dietro di me:

L'ITALIA E' IL PAESE DA DOVE VENGO

QUESTE SONO LE MIE MEMORIE

I MIEI PRIMI GIOCHI

IL MIO PIANO

IL MIO CAVALLUCCIO A DONDOLO

IL MIO PRIMO ORSACCHIOTTO:SERAFINO

POSSO DI CERTO DIRE CHE L'ITALIA è IL MIO CUORE

DA DOVE HO INIZIATO LA RICERCA DELLE MIE RADICI

TUTTE QUESTE MEMORIE SI TROVANO NELLA CASA DEI MIEI GENITORI, 

A COLLEFERRO

COLLEFERRO è UN PAESE A SUD DI ROMA

LA STORIA DI COLLEFERRO è MOLTO COMPLESSA

PAESE INDUSTRIALE, 

SORTO TRA UN'INDUSTRIA DI ESPLOSIVO E UNA  DI CEMENTO 

NEGLI ANNI SI è TRASFORMATO IN UN CENTRO METROPOLITANO

INSOMMA UNA PICCOLA CITTADINA A POCHI KM DALLA CAPITALE

SONO CRESCIUTA CON L'OSSESSIONE DI QUESTE INDUSTRIE 

E  DEL COLORE GRIGIO DI QUESTA CITTADINA.

CON LA MIA MIGLIORE AMICA 

DICEVAMO SEMPRE CHE 

UN GIORNO QUEL GRIGIO 

SAREBBE DIVENTATO UN ARCOBALENO.

LE MIE MOMORIE DIVENTAVANO SEMPRE PIU PESANTI,

 COME LA TESTIERE DEL LETTO DELLA MIA NONNA. 

E' IN QUESTO LETTO,

 DOVE MIA NONNA MI RACCONTO' DELLA GUERRA E 

DELLA STORIA DELLA MIA FAMIGLIA.

MIA NONNA E' STATA, 

E'

 E SARA' UNA GUIDA IMPORTANTE PER ME.

LEI VIVE A ROMA 

DOVE DECISI DI SPOSTARMI 

PER STUDIARE E LAVORARE

AVEVO 19 ANNI

A ROMA HO STUDIATO ARTE 

ED E' IN QUESTA CITTA' DOVE MI SONO INNAMORATA DI MOLTE COSE,

CHE HO LASCIATO PERCHE' SENTIVO CHE QUALCOSA MANCAVA

LA MIA INDOLE DA ZINGARA PROVIENE DA LONTANO,

MA QUESTA E' UN'ALTRA STORIA!

ROMA E' UNA CITTA' FANTASTICA

PERCHE' OGNI GIORNO BISOGNA CONFRONTARSI 

TRA PASSATO E CONTEMPORANEO

QUESTO E' UNO DEGLI ELEMENTI CHE LA RENDE ETERNA

E' A ROMA CHE INIZIO A RACCOGLIERE PER STRADA 

GLI OGGETTI DELLA MEMORIA

QUESTI OGGETTI MI RIPORTAVANO AL MIO PASSATO

E STAVO CAPENDO SEMPRE DI PIU' 

CHE QUESTO PASSATTO E' INDIVIDUALE, 

MA ALLO STESSO TEMPO COLLETTIVO

 PERCHE' FACCIAMO, 

COMUNQE PARTE, 

TUTTI/E DI QUESTA TERRA.

ED ECCOMI IN QUESTO DISEGNO, 

IO NEL MONDO 

CON IL CUORE A VISTA 

CONTENENTE LE MIE MEMORIE

Thursday, August 1, 2013

I was a guest at NUNPOP,

an event that takes place every month in the district of Nunhead,

located about six miles southeast of Charing Cross.

The event takes place on the second floor of this pub,

its name is rather gloomy

THE OLD NUN'S HEAD

which means the head of the old nun,

because it is said that in this area,

during the late 1600s,

with the dissolution of the monasteries,

were cut off the heads of the nuns.

The NUNPOP hosts

from five to six artists,

in this space reminiscent of a convent,

with the typical brown color of benches and wooden walls.

The artists display their works,

and during the evening, 

with music and contests,

they talk about their artistic process

or  the project presented during the evening.

What I have proposed is a small story that thanks to Vlad,

the girl who promoted the event,

became really interesting.

I'm on stage 

the screen behind meand images flow with my words

telling the story of the project

MY NAME IS SERAFINO, 

the show I proposed in La Masseria,

the delicatessen where I've been working for almost three years.

In that exhibition for the first time the suitcase I had brought with me

containing the academy's thesis has been opened

and so for the first time I saw my works on the wall, 

which, however, makes always a certain effect.

Here is my speech on stage at the NUNPOP followed by the images that ran behind me:

ITALY IS THE COUNTRY WHERE I'M FROM

THESE ARE MY MEMORIES

MY FIRST GAMES

MY PIANO

MY ROCKING HORSE

MY FIRST PUPPET: SERAFINO

I COULD SAY THAT ITALY IS MY HEART

WHERE I STARTED THE SEARCH OF MY ROOTS

ALL THESE MEMORIES LIE IN MY PARENTS' HOME,

IN COLLEFERRO

COLLEFERRO IS A TOWN ON THE  SOUTH OF ROME

THE HISTORY OF COLLEFERRO IS VERY COMPLEX

IT'S AN INDUSTRIAL TOWN,

ARISING BETWEEN  EXPLOSIVE AND CEMENT INDUSTRIES
DURING THE YEARS IT BECAME A METROPOLITAN TOWN

I GREW UP WITH THE OBSESSION OF THESE INDUSTRIES

AND THE GRAY COLOUR OF THIS CITY.

WITH MY BEST FRIEND

WE ALWAYS SAID THAT

ONE DAY THAT GREY

WOULD BECOME A RAINBOW.

THE WEIGHT OF MY MEMORIES BECAME INCREASINGLY HEAVY
JUST LIKE MY GRANDMOTHER'S  HEADBOARD.

THIS IS THE BED 
WHERE OFTEN
 I SLEPT WITH MY GRANDMOTHER,

  WHERE SHE TOLD ME ABOUT THE WAR AND THE STORY OF MY FAMILY.

MY GRANDMA HAS ALWAYS BEEN
IS AND WILL BE
AN IMPORTANT GUIDE  FOR ME.

SHE LIVES IN ROME

WHERE I DECIDED TO MOVE

FOR STUDYING AND WORKING

I WAS 19 YEARS OLD
IN ROME I STUDIED ART 

AND HERE I FELL IN LOVE WITH MANY THINGS,

I LEFT THIS CITY 
BECAUSE I FELT 
SOMETHING WAS MISSING

MY  GYPSY NATURE  COMES FROM FAR AWAY,

BUT THIS IS ANOTHER STORY!

ROME IS AN AMAZING CITY

EVERY DAY YOU HAVE TO FACE 
THE CONTRAST

BETWEEN THE PAST AND THE CONTEMPORARY

THIS IS ONE OF THE ELEMENTS THAT GIVES TO ROME
THE NICKNAME OF THE ETERNAL CITY

IT'S IN ROME  WHERE I STARTED TO COLLETCT

"THE MEMORY OBECT"
IN THE STREET
THESE OBJECTS REMIND ME OF MY PAST
THAT DURING MY LIFE 
I'M UNDERSTANDING
 IT IS COLLECTIVE , TOO

THE LAST DRAWING IS A SELPORTRAIT,
ME IN THE WORLD 
WITH MY HEART 

CONTAINING MY MEMORIES.

from where I'm from

my first toys

 my town

my family and the eternal city

memory object

my heart containing my memories