A wonderful book of photographs to tell the last thirty-paradigm of an island in the evocative shots of the philosopher, photographer by vocation, Antonio Pennisi .
Images in black and white and color images that depict emotional impact with disruptive changes in people and places in the dialectic of opposing old and new lifestyles. From the social struggles of the seventies, the religious rites that are still assets of today, the many faces of older women and men who have turned, suffering, the earth. Immigrants who are now in Sicily, as poetic justice, a land of immigration ...
Images in black and white and color images that depict emotional impact with disruptive changes in people and places in the dialectic of opposing old and new lifestyles. From the social struggles of the seventies, the religious rites that are still assets of today, the many faces of older women and men who have turned, suffering, the earth. Immigrants who are now in Sicily, as poetic justice, a land of immigration ...
A symphony of portraits theme (work, religion, death, the cultural melting pot ...) that are provocative and poetry, sociological document, a small treatise on philosophy for ordinary people, pat / punch to the memory and vision that yesterday and today, in the ceaseless becoming of existence, is in danger of not being able to 'see' it is always the same face of the child taken to the streets for thirty years by Pennisi to this part? They are simply changing the material conditions of life of the Sicilians? Beyond any facileretorica, express the same joy, the same pain, the same indifference, the very presence - then as now - those faces, those bodies, those movements alluded? But 'what' Sicily is survived him?
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| Friday (Enna, 1977). |
"This unusual project," Pennisi writes in the introduction, "has taken on a more precise form when reviewing the case for many of the photographs that are exhibited here, and I had made in the seventies and eighties, I ended up not recognize, so many details that were in the habit I had missed. I wanted to photograph the intensity of the eyes of a peasant during social struggles of the seventies, and now, "saw" for the first Once his clothes, his means of transportation, the tools used, the context which escapes the Horde "creative." (...) In this work we limited ourselves to contextuality of the people. All photos about people, and yet we speak of places that were thought to be so different from today, lights and landscapes inaccortamente ignored in practice, incipit, processes and roles of course hidden, as if only the compliance of the silver grain film would prove time and suddenly, after so many years. So we photographed the whole of Sicily for decades no longer exists: it is a chronicle of what may happen but we do not recognize with more 'natural evidence'. That natural evidence that our ways of being attributed today to new forms of life. But then we are sure that this is so? "(A. Pennisi, pp. 14-17).
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| Studenti e contadini (1973). |
Integrano perfettamente, impreziosendola, questa imponente cartografia antropologica, sconfinato atto d'amore che si fa arte contemporanea, uno scritto ispirato di Maria Attanasio e, soprattutto, le musiche e i testi poetici dei Fratelli Mancuso , tra le più importanti espressioni del folk contemporaneo, nel DVD allegato.
(23 marzo 2009)
Abbrazzu
C'è cu nasci cu sfurtunati facci
facci chi lu tempu abbrutisci
di ummira morta
hannu 'na casa senza tettu e porta
'na strata curta dunni sulu passa
cu di dda via dumani nun ci ritorna.
Un ghiornu si armanu di coraggiu e di fidi
comu surdati di crita chi vannu a la guerra
e tra la fudda cercanu 'na donna
chi finalmenti leggiri capisci
lu pisu anticu di cu stranieru nasci.
A lu primu abbrazzu
si strincinu e salutanu
a lu secunnu si dicinu
addiu.
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(23 marzo 2009)
Abbrazzu
C'è cu nasci cu sfurtunati facci
facci chi lu tempu abbrutisci
di ummira morta
hannu 'na casa senza tettu e porta
'na strata curta dunni sulu passa
cu di dda via dumani nun ci ritorna.
Un ghiornu si armanu di coraggiu e di fidi
comu surdati di crita chi vannu a la guerra
e tra la fudda cercanu 'na donna
chi finalmenti leggiri capisci
lu pisu anticu di cu stranieru nasci.
A lu primu abbrazzu
si strincinu e salutanu
a lu secunnu si dicinu
addiu.
● INFO & CONTATTI :
Squilibri Srl.
viale dell'Università, 25
00185 Roma
info@squilibri.it
http://www.squilibri.it
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