Tracce di passaggi
it becomes the beginning of the job.
In the underground where a truth exists, a submergeeed presence that it lies, piece of real estate, between narrow corridors.
Faces, envelopes and statues: a giacimento of short personal history, that it emerges from the darknesse of oblivion through the clear light of the day. Looks s' intercross, communicate, testify the dumb existence of these creations.
Students of it have forged the shape and then they have been gone some. Of their creative action they are only remained the scultoree testimonies, traces of the relationship between the formation place and young people artists who in that space have found a part of same they.
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