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from March 18 to April 16 in the small space of 14 Europateatril Via Oradour, Parma, video installation with music by Maurizio Soliani, Michael Flament and my drawings.

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(the beautiful ...)

Take for example the windows of a house.
Open.
or music at high volume levels but not noisy.
The light that illuminates only the smiles.
The laughs are numerous and sincere.
No mortgage on the future.
acts due to any reason. The many reasons
forgotten. The road
old but new, brand new.
The gentle hands.
The simple words.
point of view, on the move.
The flavors are those of your land.
Caresses so deep, so delicate.
You can dance all kinds of music, without distinction.
The old faces are old thoughts. Small
stupid girls unforgettable.
Back in the small port of a house only my
I enjoy the journey, my friends, and I enjoy
always, alone or in company,
with who I want.

How the fuck took me to remind me of how much light do I?

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Only the first twenty minutes ...

A three year old girl is dead, apparently drowned

he discovers that his mother was killed

and also discovers the identity of the killers.

are two students in her class.

Two thirteen, impunity because of young age.

And decides to take revenge, to do so wounded mother, a teacher disillusioned, desperate women.

injected into the milk that is drunk by the two students infected blood and condemning

telling the whole class what he did

to understand the value of life through doubt and fear of losing his own.

already'll be sending someone to fuck off, feeling deprived of the taste of history, but you see

these are just twenty minutes of a movie masterpiece met by chance.

To be precise, the first twenty minutes

the rest of the film is all of course to look

understand and discover ...

I can only say that as has already happened to me with Festen

I love movies that are not of fact, the twist, the mystery

two hours to keep the bait in front of the screen.

There is so much to say but maybe we'll talk after you have seen ....

Confessions

(Kokuhaku, 2010, Japan)

Director: Tetsuya Nakashima

By: Takako Matsu, Masaki Okada, Yoshino Kimura

Genre: Drama

Length: 106 '

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THE FUTURE ......

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2010.

E 'began on 8 January with a confession that I waited to long

And it ended on January 17 with violence.

E 'remained suspended in the void for several months then suddenly exploded with a kiss

barely touched, and I was paralyzed after countless atrocities in front of my shame

and I tied her wrists and ankles.

On 25 June, I ran a scream, a silent prayer and a violent, deep, and had heard.

And then ...

Lots of miles, the phones finally forgotten, the music at the volume of my desires,

a sea as never before in my life and the certainty that you can not go back and you should not at times.

Then the stones from a beach tucked in the kidneys, the nights spent trying to sleep where no one - alone - should never, some sofa and a stroke of luck every now and then to pretend to live.

A talk on the beach full of unexpected confessions made to those who did not know it already, my

a toast before dinner surreal

the nostalgia of all the past loves and the fear of losing love inside

in the heart, the strength

reckless to say, after an 'infinite number of "yes", only "no".

A name that will not go away but that is in essence and substance.

A sincere look into the crowd and the sense of discovery that allowed for something and someone

I still exist and are not granted.

A family, my all, to keep away from wrong and choose not to hurt anyone.

A family, and my non-natural, all of which recognize and never say goodbye.

unexpected wonderful friends and friends of a lifetime yellowed with time, out of envy, weakness.

Fear - the real one - I had forgotten.

Anger - the sincere - which finally comes to me and gives voice.

... And the new body, still too firm, but so alive, so present and ready to change.

The weight of between nothing and a whole thought,

alcohol that keeps me alive and

summer that has had my name and my soul,

with pain, pleasure and dignity

The search for a new start, a new way of being in the world, unthinkable a race between me and my thoughts, who does

first ...!

Awareness after millennia of my mistakes and my merits.

The desire to be a single person. intact. whole. The

force to be wrong a thousand times because I believe and I'm ready to lose everything for what I believe.

And the will that makes new religion,

a duty only to myself a new truth, a new dignity and power

just cry sometimes, just laugh, just enjoy.

Too many words said, and need a house that I did not think I ever felt so heavy inside me.

And then, in part, someone who takes me away, but it really does,

"because otherwise I can not ever be with you"

and protection, care, thought, action and land never views, giving the joints in my eyes like no other.

And my all to resolve inconsistencies and understand

and this damned attitude of not drown it makes me float

but never ever understand the deep dive

never take a chance that I is never trust anyone

this ability to escape the dull before I put in the balance ...

it took a year, wonderfully unsafe and portentous as this 2010

to remove the network ....

lurking in every corner of my life and the way around me and the turnaround between words

smiles and hands the scent

this motherfuckin ability to not risk ever really any more to counteract

and Meanwhile, a new year which give a good morning, without melancholy

without fear, now, really

good or bad I know I can sustain

I can ask him to be as I want to say everything is

I await my new words

and I crunch fries

was a year that did not do it!