We're all healthy carriers of insanity. We're supposed to have full possession of our mental faculty but our brain could potentially and suddenly detonate. This summer daily chronicles witnesses the existence of these loose cannons. "Father kills his wife and children, then commits suicide". The demarcation line which separates us from this kind of occurrences is extremely thin. Me, Massimiliano Boschini, I don't know what insanity is, but I do know that I could descend into it every single day. Insanity is a product of imagination, which is our only resource for inventing a world when this one becomes unbearable. And today the bearable limits are effectively shrinking. While the rest of the world starves to death or dies of thirst and disease, we'll die of insanity, mistaking it for normality, or better still, for civilization. Let's say it: in this world insanity is the social alienation of those who, being unproductive or incapable of staying in this world, invent other worlds in order to survive. Worlds that, if artistic, are acknowledged as art and poetry, as gentle insanity; but when they lack of acknowledged expressive means, they are ranked as insanity to the great joy of pharmaceutical industries and for that calmness that everyone finds in a proper definition. And here is where art, theatre, literature, imagination come into action in order to help artists avoid the solitude, isolation and bitterness of real life; beyond the darkest tunnel, colour and poetry can be found. Thus, we could say that exorcizing the horrors of daily life is… an Art: Art against contempt and horror! Art as erudition of your affective sphere, Art as struggle against coldness and insensitivity, Art as an obstacle to the cancellation of memory. Me, Massimiliano Boschini, maker of “artistic” worlds, I let you share in my gentle insanities, realized with a self-timer technique as an antidote to the “reality” and the so-called “normality”. These pictures, of which I am both author and subject, are not used as mean of self-knowledge, but as an alternative to it. Photography has been often used as an autobiographical narrative tool, while here is the opposite: these pictures describe abstract contents, which are inherent in the human psyche. From the symbolic universe to the phenomenal reality by a mean which really abstracts symbolic contents from the real world. Hurrah to the gentle insanity!
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