Body lines

Wednesday March 1st, 2017
Eloisa Reverie Vezzosi, Keith Haring, Palazzo Reale, Milano

In Art, synonym of purification is catharsis. Blood. The staging of a tragic representation in Ancient Greece involved the whole polis in a common moment of purification. Tears. Through feelings of pity and terror. Sweat. Art makes you stink, it bothers, it melts groins and intestines, it speaks from the stomach, the throat and the lower bellies. Art is scary. The Sublime and the Beautiful are concepts clearly distinct. Let’s get free. Freedom. Let’s follow our instincts, let’s give credibility to the subconscious. Let’s eliminate the costume that does not exist. Let’s read more and not the labels.

Yes. When I visited the exhibition that Palazzo Reale dedicated to Keith Haring I sweated. A lot. A sweat, for the accuracy, composed of water, ions (Na +, K +, Cl-), urea, immunoglobulins, cholesterol, lactic acid, volatile bases, acrylic, oil on canvas, images, masks, vinyl paint…

Equation of an eroded time

Thursday January 26th, 2017
Eloisa Reverie Vezzosi, Collezione Maramotti

86.400 are the seconds of a day. It’s the time that I have given to me to get to, to synthesize and to separate me again from “Figurative geometry” of Maramotti Collection.

“WATER THE MOON FOR ME”

Tuesday December 27th, 2016
Eloisa Reverie Vezzosi, Jean Arp, Terme di Diocleziano

Jean Arp, I look into your eyes.

ETERNAL RETURN

Thursday October 27th, 2016
Eloisa Reverie Vezzosi, Museo Pecci, La fine del mondo, Prato

If the “world” remains the constant, what does its “end” mean?

If I have to talk about the Museo Pecci and its first-new exhibition, entitled “The End of the World”, I prefer the word “rebirth” to “death”, to “exhibition” I prefer the word “overview” on today’s world.

FREEDOM IN CODE


Wednesday October 5th, 2016
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“Dissident Artist”: Ai Weiwei is not free from definition.

But today who is free among of us ?

I have visited the retrospective that the Fondazione Palazzo Strozzi dedicates to Ai Weiwei, and I have found my definition of freedom…

Photo Courtesy of the artist Shane Aspegren

This is the modern fairy tale that today I want to tell you.

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Wednesday July 20th, 2016
Eloisa Reverie Vezzosi, Emilio Isgrò, Gallerie d'Italia, Milano

I deleted at least thirteen times the end of this text, and then I decided to end it this way. I hope that the master will forgive me for this … But I am sure he will understand.

Eloisa Reverie Vezzosi, Escher, Palazzo Reale

How many faces has art got? 
I do not know if Escher would have replied “infinite” … 

How many faces has Escher got?
 I do not know if art would have replied “infinite” …

I went into a room of mirrors and I fear I have lost my way home … Or maybe my gaze simply fell, and I lost it in Escher.

The Floating Piers: random thoughts

Monday June 27th, 2016
The Floating Piers, Christo, Eloisa Reverie Vezzosi

I become estranged. “It is important that you follow only the flood of the waves,” and so I let myself be lulled along with an incessant stream of thoughts …
Christo has given hs the freedom to walk on the water, and no matter what, we have to be grateful to him.