The heap of the past
“This is how it works: the past accumulates, while the present holds back only a moment before pouring drop by drop into that same pile.”
From “Jimi Hendrix in Lviv” by Andrei Kurkov
The past appears variegated in its crystallization, in its chaotic packing.
Colors and shapes tell real or imagined stories, sometimes deceptive, but always refer us to the indifference of their plasticized immobility. Decontextualized objects come back to life, they invent new thoughts with distorted syntax, they surprise the perspectives.
The present gains visibility when it ceases to exist, but it is always too late to change. The past absorbs it and determines the color of its memory.
Lorenzo Vitali
