martedì 23 maggio 2017

the woods' language



piece by piece, the first leporello is pretty ready for a printing test

So nice will be, in the end, feeling and touching
the images on the paper I chose for my little book.
Not too smooth, not too rough, not too white,
a warm and nice paper to let the woods speak their language


that's my wish...

black squirrel



today another fragment, a squirrel...

mercoledì 17 maggio 2017

woodpecker / a glimpse




the fragments are going to take shape, the shape of a remembrance

branches, mixed media on grey cardboard
woodpecker and mouse and lichen, pencil on paper and cardboard


martedì 16 maggio 2017

venerdì 12 maggio 2017

martedì 9 maggio 2017

domenica 7 maggio 2017

green



tiny world, and the bigger one
green shapes and shades fading into the white
 
tiny pieces of my new project
 


mixed media on grey cardboard / details





glimpses of the wood




details, in a fading and melting feeling...
No more fragments but a intense remembrance
of the place (pencil on paper/heavy cardboard)





tiny fragments, inside our eyes


"George showed me how to look at the distinctive habit and shape of each tree, even the exact shade of its leaves, and to recognize how different each one is from its neighbours of the same species. [...] Having come to know this place intimately, he said that what struck him was its mutability: a flower you knew was there one year wasn't there the next, but something new was there instead. The dynamic ways of nature impressed him more and more."

"With my face close to the turf I observed a faint mist rising from clumps of tiny flowers peopled with tiny insects: yellow tormentil, stonecrop, sage, thyme, sorrel, bell heather, foxglove, innumerable grasses, mosses, twayblade and heath bedstraw (now rumpled bedstraw) where I had been lying."

(Roger Deakin)



...day after day, these tiny fragments of woodland 
remain somewhere in the inner part of our eyes, 
among our cells, as a part of ourselves


a faint pencil



the first step, the first faint pencil on heavy grey cardboard
an idea, a remembrance of the wood


Bellinzona!