“We all follow our life trajectories that superficially seem to lead us only further and further away without looking back. But what if I told you that your existence can also move vertically and not only due to the intrinsic weight of gravity? We are all born with a predefined strength: our first cry of belonging to this world, heredity, family history … And as we grow up, we add in learning to survive more and more burdens on our shoulders.
They are wounds that do not heal, that will forever mark our wings.
Bachelard says that those who can imagine can fly.
For me, those who know how to live can fly.
I owe a lot to the “Poetics” of which my personal name is dedicated, but an event between real and dreamlike taught me the true meaning of flight in our present.
Bringing Bachelard to 2022: the psychoanalysis of today’s flight.
Two years ago I met Icarus at the Port of Naples: a catalyst figure.
Only later I noticed the prostheses instead of the arms.
And at a distance I wrote the biography of a non-binary being who, despite the difficulties, had always chosen life.
We are Icarus.
A chorus of souls that embodies a unique and lonely person.
We have always been taught that virtue lies in the middle and that even for flying, the right space for us would be in medio, where the balance would be found. But we are humans aware of the weight of the wounds of our lives and that only by wandering we can really challenge the abyss and try to fly: we are the Icarus of the myth who does not die because it brings its wings close to the sun but who survives despite the falls. and ruinous experiences. Each time we get up and we are ready to fly again. Only in this way we can try to maintain the correct verticality between the double possibility of dreaming while falling and dreaming while climbing […].
We are Icaro, we are free” (Reverie, XI letter)
Sogno 5: Icaro
curated by Isabella Morra
with text by Piero Tomassoni
Casa Morra. Archivi d’Arte Contemporanea
Salita San Raffaele 20/c, 80136 Naples
Friday 30 September, 5 pm