Well, now it’s time to post another work of mine. I will present each one because I know that you are so lazy, you will never read everything in the section “artworks” and also because in these informal descriptions I add lots of details.
The work I chose today is “hanging”. In reality I wanted to show you the last installation art, that is “Net”, but I wasn’t able to make the video because of the famous director David Bristled ( I also translated the name in english, normally it’s Davide Rizzo or for friends “Baba”) of the Elenfant Film who “stole” my photographic easel months ago and he never gave it back.
OLIVETTI M40: help Baba! the last time he passed by he broke the key of the apostrophy.
yeah, yeah exactly him, the mad distructor, known as the Attila of the third millennium! I invite everyone to send an e mail to protest against the guilty ( just click on lascia un messaggio), in order that he realizes the serious problem and brings back my easel. I’m not joking, write him for real!
Anyway, going back to “Hanging”.
The work was born in 2001 and it had to be one of the scene paintings (together with “thoughts” and with another one that was so ugly that I didn’t even gave it a title) of a short film by Corrado Punzi( Chiara e Roland). It was very different back then: it didn’t have the black panel in the back, the strings that tie up the man were not real (but painted), and the colours were completely different, the man in relief… basically we can say that…
OLIVETTI M40: ..that it was so disgusting that Punzi filmed it, just from the back, the side of the frame!!!
No, it was not disgusting, it was only different! Sure,the realisation of now satisfies me much more than the first one. Actually I will exagerate, it’s even one of my own favourite paintings. Also beacuse I find myself a lot in that man , hanging but at the same time tied up to the reality due to who knows what kind of string, power or rule.
OLIVETTI M40: Therefore, a bit like in the video “Matrix ping pong”!!!Also here misterious powers let the players and the balls hanging…

..mhh… yes, more or less…the doubts that…

OLIVETTI M40: excuse me one minute, since we are talking about ping pong, look at this weird match!

…i was saying… the doubts that i would like to emerge through this work are as lot: who am I? where do I finish and where does the rest start? is there an I or rest? where am I? Am I moving or I’m still? what is the space and the time? do I have the possibility to choose? Real choice or fictitious…

OLIVETTI M40: True! What am I? Why do you “piston” the keys every day to write these bullshits? Why do I overheat so much risking my life every day?
Shhhh!!! I got an idea: other than the welcomepage with the strange keywords that i?ve already created, I will create another one full of my questions ( always going back to the subject of the reader selection) where anyone could give his answer.

Anyway, going back to the main topic about the post, therefore “hanging”, I know that you could be interested in buying it and you could pay out who knows what crazy amount of money, but i will anticipate you saying that it’s not for sell because my brother rustled it.

As usual I will remind you that any comments, advices, doubts and insults are appreciated.

See you soon.

Gabriele

P.s. For amounts with more than four zeros we can talk about it!

OLIVETTI M40:like 10000 lire?
Four zeros in euros!
OLIVETTI M40: Euros? what is that? What happened to the lire?
Now there is no time, I will expain it another time…

hanging
various materials (brilliant enamal, oil, plaster, strings) on canvas 70×50cm
on wooden panel 130×98cm
1997

A man hanging in the air who is wrapped in a confusion of diffusional lines which origin from the whole world around and before they arrive to him, they blend and interact between them. To hold him, there are five strings stuck to his hands, neck and feet, as laws that seem to govern the reality where the man is hanging. The study of the painting is in 2001, but the final realization is in 2004.

Oh, I’m back. Unfortunately I’m in a very messed up situation. Final essay, exams, eviction, all together!
OLIVETTI M40: Finally you are writing something!
Shit, the machine is already hot! It’s Eleonora’s fault, one of my flat-mates, who took (her) fan saying that she needed it!!! Well then… as I was saying… yep, … after the meeting…
OLIVETTI M40: Meeting? Are you talking about the aperitif of the pratello football club?
…after the aperitif with the web expert…, the engineer LittleRoller…
OLIVETTI M40: Rollo, the jurist.
Yeah, yeah him… Well, after the aperitif, in conclusion, I decided to post slowly, very slowly each of my artwork in order to get some direct comment or judgment.
Therefore let’s begin. Maybe, I should start from my first work or from my last painting (Net of “Nettism“) and proceed backwords, but since I’m an obstinate supporter of the irregularity, I will post as first “Across…”, that does not take part of any period.
OLIVETTI M40: excuses, excuses. Of the last painting you don’t even have the video and for the other ten , you have one picture of only one!
Damn it, I can’t even write two lines that I get interrupted! Anyway, I will post you “Across…” with the slideshow of the last generation which I learnt how to use today.
Do you want to know a little hint about the painting? But don’t get ashamed though! The little man is made out of plaster.
OLIVETTI M40: And so what? What’s so strange about it?
Well, the strange thing about the plaster and the cotton lints that I made the little man with, is that they are the ones which I used when I had my arm broken. Here is the picture:

OLIVETTI M40: Disgusting!
Ah,I’m sorry, these are the feet of a friend of mine! The picture was in the same folder ” rotten things”.

This is instead the picture of my cast between the umbrellas of a croation little beach. There was an unsubstainable heat and I had to take absolutely a swim. Therefore, I took it off with a little knife!I kept beacuse i needed it for the insurance that supposedely had to pay me. Passing through Budapest and Lecce (on a flaming FIAT UNO), I brought it back to Bologna, where it was transformed into the little man of “Across…”
OLIVETTI M40: Terrible!
Terrible what? Look who is talking that you are spreading smoke all over, stinking of kebab? Fuck, it’s my fingers actually!!! I have to go. bye everyone.

P.s. The last thing before showing you my work, to make you understand that I was not the only crazy one over there in Istria that day…check this out:

Across…
various materials (oil, brilliant enamal, plaster, cotton lints) on canvas 50X70cm
2007

A painting left for a long time, starts to fall in pieces. The man painted inside awares of his “being” behind a canvas and breaking down the limits in which he always existed, he overlooks into a new reality.