Non-animal Non-plant A skeleton Under the skin A gasp No coscience
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Persistent vegetative state-brain death-traumatic brain injury.An artistic interpretation.

Non-animal Non-plant A skeleton Under the skin A gasp No coscience
Non-animal
Non-plant
A skeleton
Under the skin
A gasp
No coscience

Vegetative state, an artistic interpretation.

The death of my father made me think for a long time on the intermediate stage of life, or better yet, on the thin line between life and death when our consciousness slowly slips into another unknown dimension.

But what happens when we no longer sense of ourself and consciousness abandon us?
And what happens when we become a body, our brain is damaged and science forces us to remain ‘alive‘?
The case of Eluana Englaro came back into my life like a bolt after some years.
And together, a wonderful book (now in my hands)Gli ultimi giorni di Eluana.
A book rich of passion, rigorous and timely full of humanity, to read and reread.

I’m making a series of watercolor drawings thinking of her, the death of my father, at what I think about my future death, my current life, and all the trauma that only now I’m reworking one year after the loss of my beloved father.

I work at night, often in a hypnotic state, in the silence of my study: the titles are almost poetic phrases that come to me as an experiment of surrealist automatic writing.
When I realized the drawing, it is as if many voices speaking to me, I represent what they suggested.
I had never tried a grip so total between the idea to make and his own creation.
It is so strange, as I represent the brain death, the persistent vegetative state, the melancholy of not being, the greater the power of colors and shapes.Here the first works.
Victor Hugo: “Dying is nothing; do not live is scary“.

A trace of herself
A trace of herself
The end is the beginning
The end is the beginning
let me go
let me go
Loving care
Loving care
The nourishment
The nourishment
Everything enters in me but I am not me.
Everything enters in me but I am not me.
I don't know to be a coral
I don’t know to be a coral
the infinite care
the infinite care
nourish the unconsciouness
nourish the unconsciouness
I cannot choose
I cannot choose
permanent condition
permanent condition
who are you who I am?
who are you who I am?
in corpore vili
in corpore vili
Non-animal Non-plant A skeleton Under the skin A gasp No coscience
Non-animal
Non-plant
A skeleton
Under the skin
A gasp
No coscience
What I was I'm not I will not be.
What I was
I’m not
I will not be.