GARDENS MEMOS

I have always searched for green, in particular gardens created to be place to live in, I look at theem, I smell them and I lose myself within them, in a intense relationship of giving and receiving with the landscaper that sourraund me. I love doing it at night, when every banality is remolded by the darkness. For these reason, I search for spaces where black is central but with no emptiness, it is essentially a “not know” and from this potentialof light, like an indistinct group of words poetry is born. Each time i feel fear and dismay while I am waiting for the film to be exposed and at times darkness is so total that I set in myself with a source of light like as I were searching for something to hold on to. Here, all of a sadden, is the unexpected appearance of leaves or tree trunks never seen before, palm and yet trees that relete to one another in a new, dreamy and different landscape. The bellows of my optical bench become a sonund box, a multiplier in which emotions physically transit and pass through another dark space so as become perceivable at the end of the path, recorded in time. Alizia Lottero

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