15:00 – 20:00

A resistance, a resilience, a survival to catastrophes. With linen threads recycled from fabrics, therefore irregular and full of lumps, fragile, I have mended / embroidered in these three years many clothes, even rags at the last stage of consumption. The work I did was naturally unfolded in a ritual reminiscent of Penelope's a-temporal action. Take time, control the time. A unit of measurement of time. The threads used are not sewing theads: They are linen threads extracted from fabrics. Often, instead of repairing, it happens that they tear the worn fabrics, having lumps or knots and turn the mending into an action at times impossible, and in any case very delicate and demanding, which requires great will and patience. It is perpetual work. After each wash, the smooth fabrics break, the work is apparently useless and is not aesthetically pleasing. In some cases, moths are responsible for the decay of clothing. Moths from which I do not protect them. This is a ritualistic process, a creative one. A dialogue with reality and the condition of captivity, of confinement, constriction and suffering. It becomes an act of resillience. Among these clothes, two identical nightgowns, one rose and one blue. They were used by me and my sister, when we went to stay my grandmother, in our teens. She bought them and kept them in her house. Through the mending of these smooth nightgowns which I regularly still wear, I opened a process of memory and intimate reworking of the relationship between me and my sister. So each plot is a particular story. Other elements will be included in this short art route.