Last fall I took the best picture of you and then I almost destroyed it. I got so physically close that I eventually decomposed it in fifty enlarged fragments. They are pieces of the same photograph, yet your representation is no longer figurative. It’s funny how that photographic reproduction coincides with the undecipherable. Those prints are now just fifty signs, letters of an odd alphabet strangely incomprehensible but deeply intimate. I wonder if there is just one sentence about you. How can it be just one syntactical order? Linguistic meaning changes and shifts depending on the context.
I am a New York-based artist born in Milan, Italy in 1987. I have exhibited at venues including Spazio Morris, Milan; Artspace, New Haven; International Center of Photography, New York; Art Verona, Verona. Curatorial project includes Each Evening We See the Sunset at Spazio Morris, Milan (2013), a group exhibition about photography and materiality. My work has been published on Exibart (2013), Artribune (2013), Corriere Milano (2013). I received my B.F.A. from Istituto Europeo di Design, Milan and my M.F.A. from ICP-Bard College, New York where I was awarded a merit-based scholarship.