THE LAST
ARTWORKS
They arise from lines and colors, from the intertwining of ribbons
and cuts, from putting and removing, following the case and adapting myself to the flow of the work, or under dictation of unconscious processes. I believe they can free me from any conceptual apparatus, and they are the place where the sense,
if possible, should not remain entangled.
The artworks arise from lines and colors, from the intertwining of ribbons and cuts, from putting and removing, following the case and adapting myself to the flow of the work, or under dictation of unconscious processes.
I believe they can free me from any conceptual apparatus,
and they are the place where the sense, if possible, should
not remain entangled.
– Eugenio Azzola
Matter and light
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
– Jack Kerouac
