Shadow's theory 2018

Description: carpet

Materials: wool

Dimension: 100x160 / customized

Production: self production

*Project for art residency "Memory Remix" in Casa Terra, Guspini (SU) curator: Francesca Sassu per Nocefresca



Freely inspired by the life of a worker from Montevecchio's mines, I projected a carpet who want to tell a story about his home and family, based in the small town of Guspini (SU). The work in the mine had attracted numerous people from all over the island because of the safe wages and, for this reason, the town of Guspini, not excessively far from the extraction site, experienced a flourishing epoch strongly linked to the fate of the mine. Even today there is hardly a resident who has not had mining relatives and, in every corner, the quotes on that very hard life but which guaranteed economic ease - for that era of widespread poverty - are everywhere. Just think of the miners' associations, guided visits to the mine, the library with a large number of books on the subject, the restaurants with minerals on display. For this reason I decided to tell a moment in the life of a miner, as a man, and not a worker: I wanted to emphasize his daily reunion with the family. So I imagined a carpet that with its simple and almost didactic features represents that exact moment, like a snapshot from above, a photograph of the meeting between the man and his family in front of their home, at the exact time returning from work on a September 1930 day, assuming a sunny day. The date (1930) was suggested by the stories of the local elders; in those years the commuting was experienced in an extreme way: two hours of walking in any weather condition, 10-12 hours of heavy work in unhealthy conditions and, to come home, another two hours of walking, sometimes gathering the plating to heat your home . By selecting the morning shift, of the three scheduled, according to my calculations, the miner returned home in the late afternoon, around 17:00. If the weather was good, the sun was still high enough to warm the pavement, and the houses, most of which were made of raw earth, had to appear as a continuum of reddish-yellow earth. The dark and defined, jagged shadows of the small roofs had to provide enough space for the sweat of the steps, the effort, the anxiety of arriving. It was a consolidated and permeating routine, as often happens in small communities, marked by the hours of light and dark, but even more so by the times of work.