In the bright light of a dreamy landscape the red elastic, thrown into the sky to search for an oracle's reply, is captured by the shot and it becames a sign, a word, an answer.
The rapid movements and the seemingly scattered manouvers reveal themselves as pure/perfect.
Painted like japanese characters on a canvas made of air, these marks dance in a choreography that is at the same time material and immaterial, visible and invisible. (l'ultimo doppio aggettivo non ha molto senso in italiano let alone in English quindi non lo metterei).
Visualized as mysterious products of an intimate meditation these signs, almost symbols of a pre verbal language, turn into an allegoric picture of something that can not be captured.