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What
moves the unrestrainedly exploring, of a rose whose petals are as disclosed,
deep and jointed as the rooms of a labyrinth? A never finished labyrinth, as
well as the search for a sense or a definite motivation for exist is never
finished. Analogously the fan of the possibilities, of the attempts, of the hopes, of the solutions
which are untold but apprehended by intuition is disclosed.
From the depths of the abysses to the tops of the mountains, from scientific
rationality to the irrationality of mystery, magic, divination, which found,
paradoxically many of their firmest knowledge on the rigor of numbers.
Therefore, we should not get surprised by the pertinence of the conclusive
choice of the computer means as a capable, exhaustive, irreplaceable element of
diffusion of a fortunate series of pictorial exposures self-fecundating and
self-regenerating like contact, like exchange, like acquaintance. Like vital impulse. The
undeniable commensurability between the digital mean and the magic thought is
founded on on their common energetic nature. An energy that, in the case of the
search of this group of artists in growth, must not be read as a definitive
synthesis, but as a hypothesis, a question, an attempt. A
hard attempt of going up to the prim genial sources of the question on being,
developed through the pretext of the archetypical image of the tarots,
symptomatic of a search, which is never extinguished in man, because it is
intrinsic to him. In this way, the major arcane and their fanciful and anxious
entourage of images become motive of a search through the untold and the
undenied, anthropological fragments of an ancient desire of being and of
existing. We know ourselves, because we know a part of our imaginary, the present one as the
past one. An undeniably ancestral past.
From this viewpoint, I think we should look at the varied range of images relative to
the astral symbols, to virtues and vices, to Eros and Death, to mention just
some. However, don't think to have exhausted, by this, the personal motivation of the single
artists, whose voice is to be caught on, in each work, through serene celestial
fields of starry backgrounds on which, every now and then, mordant anxious forms
of symbols floating in the air, stand out.
All secretly suspended between play and rigor, between faith and irony.
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TAROT ORIGINS
