Unbroken Thread[s]

What if no one remembers?...

e se nessuno si ricorda?...

Underneath unearthed...

Order slips into order of a different kind...

Growth turns into decay turns into growth...

Landscape of incomplete, of unswept, of cut open, of gone...

The monument and its double...

Layers of dust turn into layers of time...

and yet, and yet remains...

what do we see because we want to see?...

ed era pure luce...

zero.............

nothing.............

 

We explore how histories/myths/memories are excavated, interpreted, transformed and transmitted.

Each project fosters unpredictable collaborations between artists, writers, scientists, and scholars passionate about ancient narratives.

The collection of artistic, literary and academic projects will help serve to keep the elemental threads of these narratives unbroken.

 

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In nova fert animus mutatas dicere formas
corpora; di, coeptis (nam vos mutastis et illas)
adspirate meis primaque ab origine mundi
ad mea perpetuum deducite tempora carmen.


My heart brings me to sing of new
Bodies into which shapes were turned;
Gods, who forced them also to change,
Be good to my incipient work,
And lead my song, unbroken thread,
From the world’s birth right to my times.


Ovid, Metamorphoses
translated by René de Nicolay