introspective
Hermes Kondor honored me with a retrospective of my work in Second Life. I suddenly felt very old... but it's only been three years. Only he can answer the question of why he wanted to do this; and in this context, I can only question myself. That is why I have called this retrospective "Introspective".
I have selected my most important exhibitions (almost all of them), and from them the images that resonate most with me now. Then, image by image, I have written down what I heard from the depths of my heart. Today is Sunday - if I had written these texts yesterday or tomorrow, they would have been different. Nothing is really important.
“an artwork answers an important question with other important questions.
Otherwise, it’s decoration.”
The exhibition is composed of 19 pictures of 15 of my previous
exhibitions, from 2020 to 2022.
One picture "Thales' trickery", was never exhibited, but released
on Flickr, with a short novel.
The picture "Venus of peace" is unreleased
first question I arrived in Second Life three years ago. Seven months later I exhibited for the first time. After that, I had about twenty exhibitions, published seven ebooks and created several contemporary and modern dance performances.
Throughout these three years, I have devoted all my creative activity to Second Life. One way of saying that I gave up fighting for any fame in the real world. I was exhausted, I realised that I was depressed. Depression is not a disease: it is a mask that is lifted over oneself and one's presence in the world.
Besides, as an author, as the creator of the characters of Milena and Lalitha Carbone (and maybe soon Joseph Carbone), I am totally anonymous.
So what is the point of doing this?
second question Precisely, what remains are the best reasons to create. I create with no other ambition than to move towards a destination that is never final. Each picture, each story, each dance performance is a learning journey into the depths of my soul, my feelings and my body. I have woven a world for myself, with its own universal laws, its characters and its gods.
The rest: exhibiting, receiving the sweet, moving or bitter words of the visitors to my exhibitions, or during Lalitha's dance performances, is additional love. I will never be able to thank my visitors as much as they have honored me.
There is never too much love; there is always too much hate; in wheat fields, in deserts and in kindergartens.
When will we stop fighting against love?
third question Everything I do, I do to repair myself, to put back together the pieces shattered by my protestant education, my origins ravaged by centuries of European war, my daily life dismayed by the denial of the imminent climate disaster of my social environment. I am repairing myself, while waiting for a death that promises to be likely violent. Giving up tomorrow is a wonderful gift that I offer to myself : each day is the happiest day of my life.
I have stopped trying to convince, stopped judging, stopped thinking. I have even stopped dreaming; I am moving peacefully towards silence. This year I rented a small garden at the end of the village. Spending time with the birds, insects and plants, I realized that if they didn't speak, it wasn't because they didn't know how to speak, but because they didn't need to speak.
Is it our ignorance that makes us the loudest living species on the planet?