When I was asked to realize the project “à Velo” about the use of the bike in Paris, I didn’t exactly know what I was looking for and especially where I should.
I was in Paris for a few weeks and the idea to get focused on a so deep aspect of the city had almost scared me (I say deep because French people have a strong respect for the use of the bike).
The sense of chaos I felt inside was almost consuming the control on the state of my existence in that place.
Therefore I thought to start from this being confused, from the uncertainty of being not aware to investigate the space and the way in which the objects (in this case the bikes) live in it.
I discovered, and I’m talking about a real discover, that the “things” wait for us.
With this revelation, my gaze - without guiding it, without the use of any strict rule - got closer to the waiting of those “things”.
And so, here the bikes transform themselves into the “human made sculpture”: left at a corner, between the trees, on the streets, by the walls, alone, totally alone... Without chains, without commitments, totally free.
So I imagined and treated them as if they were people waiting something (women, with their French-style of being well dressed) and I depicted them trying to create a story.
Accordingly, I placed them side by side with lonely objects or people or landscapes, so the pictures, with their fragmentary nature, might structure a story.
I have seen in those objects the loneliness of my wandering cross unknown places... thinking that this research may lead me to find something.
Actually I haven't found anything, but I have just thought as the French author Anna Gavalda did: “Je voudrais que quelqu’un m’attende quelque part” (I want that somewhere, someone is waiting for me).
photographic exhibit of pictures 30 x 60 cm
Exhibited at: Italian-French Cultural Center, Bari 2012