World body painting festival _Installation Art Award by Elena Tagliapietra
1st july 2016_4.30 pm_somewhere near the lake…
Oh, poor me! That I have see what I had to see, that I see what I see now!
Heaven! Love! Freedom! What a dream, oh poor crazed Girl! You melted to him as snow does to a fire; Your great visions strangled your words - And fearful Infinity terrified your blue eye!
The poet Rimbaud's words lead us directly to the tragedy of Ophelia, the victim of an inhuman power hypocritical and petty, described by Shakespeare in "Hamlet."
Ophelia - who "Realized wonderful garlands of daisies, wallflowers, nettles and long red orchids ..." - will pay with madness and leaving her die in the water, feeling rejected and criticized for her femininity. A way of living far from falsehood who had make her not able to control her own destiny. Elena wants to recall her iconic image, as many illustrious Predecessors did, and reinterpret it in an artistic performance with body painting, dance, recorded voices, music.
In the year where all the world is celebrating the 400th anniversary from the death of Shakespeare, I want to underline an ancient problem nowadays is still not solved Been all around the world: the fullness of equal gender rights.
A creation by _Elena Tagliapietra
Performer _ Laura Magnan
Recorded voices _Mattia Sebastian & Claudia Lawrence
Music _ Mattia Corso
First Assistant_ Greta Giorgetti
Text _ William Shakespeare & Arthur Rimbaud
Video by Josh David Lim
With the patronage of The Chelko Foundation elenatagliapietra.it
Body painting, dance and videoart ...
Project by Elena Tagliapietra - Milan 2013
Dancer: Chiara Vittadello
'Blackhole' represents the ocean of desolation of my generation, the worthless promises for better jobs after graduation. Shutting doors in my face after free internships and low-paid jobs. Market changing rapidly. Yet, finding a solution to survive in a world of deceptive happiness with a self-realization is hard achievement. It is an inner torture, which in the past has never been attempted.
Blackhole è il vuoto oceanico della mia generazione , il vuoto inteso come promesse non mantenute di darci un lavoro consono dopo studi universitari, porte chiuse in faccia dopo stage gratuiti e lavori sottopagati, il mercato che cambia piu velocemente della possibilità di rendersene conto, e dover comunque sopravvivvere in un mondo di apparente benessere con una autorealizzazione che fa fatica ad essere raggiunta e un tormento interiore che in passato non è mai stato provato.