work
B come Betulle, B come Balena
| category | Painting |
| subject | Political / Social, Nature, Abstract, Animal |
| tags | whale, birchtree, betulle, balena, natura, Pop, nature |
| base | 40 cm |
| height | 120 cm |
| depth | 4 cm |
| year | 2023 |
Acrylic on canvas
Unique work
Chance generates art, and art generates chance
The relationship between chance and art has been a debated topic in the artistic world for a long time. Many artists used the element of chance as part of the creative process, leading to surprising and unexpected results, and enabling the creation of unique and original works.
Let’s consider Jackson Pollock’s dripping technique, which gives way to unpredictability creating magnificent artistic expression.
But what if chance was the determining factor of a painting’s subject, rather than the casualty of the painting action? What would happen then?
Can art be generated by chance? And if so, can art, in turn, generate chance in return?
These are the questions that launched my new project, which involves the creations of paintings based on a random element, or rather, two random elements.
The idea is to use social media to collect words, based on the initial letter I propose.
Through a random drawing, I select two among those words, they will determinate the creation of the artwork not before having analyzed, studied and processed these terms, in order to become something that makes sense.
So, in this case, the draw of two words which have been gifted me, effectively generates art but, on the contrary, art does not generate chance because each piece beholds its own message, its own story and reason, which implies a process of thought and selection.
B come Betulle, B come Balena
Chance generates art, art generates chance.
Birch trees (Betulle) and Whale (Balena) are the two words withdrawn for the second painting.
I would like to start from two other words that have been suggested and which are part of a Piedmontese dialect saying: "come una Barca ant el Bòsch" (literally "like a Boat in the Wood"). This desolate answer to the classic question "How are you doing?" in my interpretation keeps a subtle irony that emerges like a little sunbeam through the fog.
In the painting instead of a boat there is a whale shaped inflatable, stranded in an improbable forest of birch trees, elegant plants dressed with their black and white bark, reaching out to the sky.
The birch trees symbolise spring, youth, joy and to them Pablo Neruda dedicates one of his poems: "like the skin of a birch you are silverly and fragrant: I must rely upon your eyes to describe spring". But despite the beauty he writes about, they are too slim, slender, tall and fragile; better a chestnut tree or a solid oak.
The whale on the other hand, is symbol of emotional rebirth and with its distinctive calling represents the need of connecting with others and rediscover the community values, but its figure has always been used in a distorted way to describe a person particularly fat, forgetting about the elegance of this mammal.
This painting is an opportunity to think about a long time issue which in the last few years seems been having worsen thanks to the increasing perfectionist models that society imposes: dysmorphophobia. That is the distorted perception of one's own body image where the obsession for a minimal or even non-existing flaw can cause a significant discomfort and negative impact on one's life quality.
Once again the accusation is towards our modern world where beauty is spectacularized, massified, commercialized, where our appearance is constantly under a hard judgment of the other, judge and inquisitor decreeing our right to live or our condemnation to hide.
It's important to remember that beauty is a subjective concept and that each and every individual is unique and precious on its own way. We need to make an effort embracing diversity and acknowledging that there is not just one standard of beauty. We need to see that sunbeam through the fog and get in touch with our consciousness, tear apart stereotyped labels erasing our true identity. Let's not feel out of place anymore.
Unique work
Chance generates art, and art generates chance
The relationship between chance and art has been a debated topic in the artistic world for a long time. Many artists used the element of chance as part of the creative process, leading to surprising and unexpected results, and enabling the creation of unique and original works.
Let’s consider Jackson Pollock’s dripping technique, which gives way to unpredictability creating magnificent artistic expression.
But what if chance was the determining factor of a painting’s subject, rather than the casualty of the painting action? What would happen then?
Can art be generated by chance? And if so, can art, in turn, generate chance in return?
These are the questions that launched my new project, which involves the creations of paintings based on a random element, or rather, two random elements.
The idea is to use social media to collect words, based on the initial letter I propose.
Through a random drawing, I select two among those words, they will determinate the creation of the artwork not before having analyzed, studied and processed these terms, in order to become something that makes sense.
So, in this case, the draw of two words which have been gifted me, effectively generates art but, on the contrary, art does not generate chance because each piece beholds its own message, its own story and reason, which implies a process of thought and selection.
B come Betulle, B come Balena
Chance generates art, art generates chance.
Birch trees (Betulle) and Whale (Balena) are the two words withdrawn for the second painting.
I would like to start from two other words that have been suggested and which are part of a Piedmontese dialect saying: "come una Barca ant el Bòsch" (literally "like a Boat in the Wood"). This desolate answer to the classic question "How are you doing?" in my interpretation keeps a subtle irony that emerges like a little sunbeam through the fog.
In the painting instead of a boat there is a whale shaped inflatable, stranded in an improbable forest of birch trees, elegant plants dressed with their black and white bark, reaching out to the sky.
The birch trees symbolise spring, youth, joy and to them Pablo Neruda dedicates one of his poems: "like the skin of a birch you are silverly and fragrant: I must rely upon your eyes to describe spring". But despite the beauty he writes about, they are too slim, slender, tall and fragile; better a chestnut tree or a solid oak.
The whale on the other hand, is symbol of emotional rebirth and with its distinctive calling represents the need of connecting with others and rediscover the community values, but its figure has always been used in a distorted way to describe a person particularly fat, forgetting about the elegance of this mammal.
This painting is an opportunity to think about a long time issue which in the last few years seems been having worsen thanks to the increasing perfectionist models that society imposes: dysmorphophobia. That is the distorted perception of one's own body image where the obsession for a minimal or even non-existing flaw can cause a significant discomfort and negative impact on one's life quality.
Once again the accusation is towards our modern world where beauty is spectacularized, massified, commercialized, where our appearance is constantly under a hard judgment of the other, judge and inquisitor decreeing our right to live or our condemnation to hide.
It's important to remember that beauty is a subjective concept and that each and every individual is unique and precious on its own way. We need to make an effort embracing diversity and acknowledging that there is not just one standard of beauty. We need to see that sunbeam through the fog and get in touch with our consciousness, tear apart stereotyped labels erasing our true identity. Let's not feel out of place anymore.
