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Containers are a magical subject matter: worthless everyday life objects that men use without thinking and sometimes throw carelessly into the sea, out of sheer laziness. Their journey through the seas is an initiatory one. Tossed by the waves, impregnated with salt and wind, coated with tar, shells and planktons, they are washed up by tide along the shores, tired, battered, wrecked, scorned. Pariahs. Their stay under water slowly alters their shapes, turning them into wandering sea entities, strange and mysterious warriors.
Since 5 years I come across them during my wanderings through San Pietro creeks. They talk to me. I have taken pictures of a sparkle of their souls.
Useless containers turned into contents they reveal to us their sufferings, their nobility, their feelings. The outcome of our acts these plain plastic pieces are our memory because they will outlive us.
Thierry Konarzewski lives in Paris and in Italy
