

An ancestral journey through the deepest emotions that run our mind, the resistances that prevent us from cooperating with others and the difficult path to open ourselves towards collaboration and sharing.
Each piece represents a state of mind.
FROM LEFT TO RIGHT:
Inferno, Purgatorio and Paradiso
Scroll down to learn all the details and the symbols embedded in these paintings!

This is a hell where creatures compete, envy each other, judge each other and the less they collaborate the more they self-destruct.
LE MALELINGUE
Envy lies at the bottom of hell.
Envy thrives on fears, preconceptions, backbiting. Backbiting is a slow choral construction, a knitting work that has many little hands and many faces.
Backbiting grows in our mouths.

A FAKE SMILE
Envy lies at the bottom of hell.
Envy thrives on fears, preconceptions, backbiting. Backbiting is a slow choral construction, a knitting work that has many little hands and many faces.
Backbiting grows in our mouths.

BEAUTY STANDARDS
Ever since we were little girls, we have been surrounded by images of perfect women, cute dolls, fairytale dresses. Beauty standards we have to adhere to, beauty standards that stifle our real inclinations.
Some doll-demons in my feminine hell.

THE PIT OF CUPIDITY
The more you have, the more you want. The more you want the more you lack. Grabbing hands that come from the deepest pit: a dark place in which there is nothing but obsessive desire.


This is a PURGATORY, a transitional stage between Inferno and Paradiso in which creatures don’t explicitly compete and don’t harm each other but still coexist in a persistent indifference.
INDIFFERENCE
These creatures look at manifold directions, ignoring each other: everyone works for their own interest and don’t cooperate.

DON’T WANT YOU TO GROW
New generations can be troublesome. Better keep them quiet and harmless either patronizing them or, even worse, not allowing them to spread their wings.

THE FISH FROM THE ABYSS
The fish represents the unconscious impulse that secretly drives our everyday choices and, made of resistances and fears, influences our life.

MASKS
In this purgatory, no one is vulnerable. Everyone puts on their best face to look strong, powerful, perfect.


This is the PARADISE, the final stage of the journey for the main character that lies down throughout the surreal scenario. Wings made of sun, the wonder of Light. Without body, beyond borders.
This is the feeling when you are in peace. Or, at least, I believe so.
BUSY BEES
Thousands of creatures, together as one organism alone. Working together to achieve common goals, dedicating their life to the prosperity of life itself. Selfless, committed, tenacious. Buzzing in the light.

THE LIGHT
Being part of a beehive. In golden cocoon, among pink flowers. You are born again in that warm, full life. Egocentrism is over, Ego is broken up in hexagonal cells. The thought stops wandering around and becomes action: lively action in the honey.

AWAKENING
This creature is in a transformative stage: one foot abides in the hell, in the fish’s mouth, the wrapped body finds its way through the Purgatory’s pool. The chest lies in the garden of the Paradise. One head is still sleeping though, still belongs to the past. The other one is awake and eventually aware of the whole journey, projected to the bright present.

FROM THE SAME SEED
Creatures grow together, collaborate. They are born from the same seeds, inside plants’ wombs.
Their body are both food and fruit, the beginning and the end in an eternal, holy circle.

