work
Italians!
category | Installation |
subject | Political / Social |
tags | |
base | 200 cm |
height | 200 cm |
depth | 5 cm |
year | 2020 |
Italians!
2020 Installation 2.00m x 2.00 m
”Italians!” is a work that consists of an iron structure to which seven salamis are hung. There are seven bodies that were hung on April 29, 1945, in piazzale Loreto. The title offers two extremely distinctive visions. The first is its English wording, which prompts the viewer to look at Italians from an external, foreign point of view, in the eyes of which food and good food are the emblem of Italianness. Its translation, on the other hand, recalls how, precisely with the cry "Italians!", Mussolini drew the attention of citizens in his presence. Who or what hangs in that pillory is no longer relevant from the very moment in which a similar event occurs and the process that led to such an eloquent exposition of death only makes sense from the perspective of human atrocity. The red of bagged raw meat is the same as the red of bloodstained clothing. The salami that was previously a pig is confused with that dead body that was previously a human being. The distance between human and animal is zeroed, ideas and ideals pass from the antipodes to an indissoluble unicum.
2020 Installation 2.00m x 2.00 m
”Italians!” is a work that consists of an iron structure to which seven salamis are hung. There are seven bodies that were hung on April 29, 1945, in piazzale Loreto. The title offers two extremely distinctive visions. The first is its English wording, which prompts the viewer to look at Italians from an external, foreign point of view, in the eyes of which food and good food are the emblem of Italianness. Its translation, on the other hand, recalls how, precisely with the cry "Italians!", Mussolini drew the attention of citizens in his presence. Who or what hangs in that pillory is no longer relevant from the very moment in which a similar event occurs and the process that led to such an eloquent exposition of death only makes sense from the perspective of human atrocity. The red of bagged raw meat is the same as the red of bloodstained clothing. The salami that was previously a pig is confused with that dead body that was previously a human being. The distance between human and animal is zeroed, ideas and ideals pass from the antipodes to an indissoluble unicum.