EURO ROTELLI: SLEEPY PLACES 2012
Summer, let’s say amusement, relax, fun. Summer, just this word itself evokes in our minds a wide range of clichés: over-crowded beaches, funfairs, loud music. But in the end what happens when the autumnal curtain is drawn over these places?
The crowds of vacationers disappear, the lights are switched off and everything sinks into silent oblivion. Another world surfaces and reveals its existence. It is a sleepy world, which is waiting for the timely signal of the end of the hibernation, the awakening to both new and returning life. The ritual is repeated year after year.
Roaming around these ghost villages and walking in this almost unreal quiet, gives you the impression that you are disturbing the sleep of these inanimate objects. Among them, the human presence does not exist any longer, just in the memory covered by dust and sand.
In this apparent desolation, a light glow is already enough in itself to remind us that everything is ready to resume life again with the first warm rays of the sun.
It is not yet the time.
Eyelids close again in the darkness, as the slide in the WaterPark, still in brilliant blue, dreams of the water splashes to come in the next Summer.
Euro Rotelli
