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Perhaps it is a curse to come from anywhere. The world ... is very large ... the world comes in many parts. The world ... can always be divided. And subdivided. You find yourself occupying a smaller and smaller space. Though you're at home in that space - on that stage.
Susan Sontag, In America
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What if I told the story of arrival? The people and my improbable existence in this land. And yours. The chance encounters. We are an accretion of small movements of matter and energy through space and time. I could paint within giornata, a section of plaster in which a fresco painter worked quickly while it was still wet. And at the beginning of the next chapter, the edges will be scraped away and a new section laid down. Day by day, for generations, to make an almost seamless history.
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Giornata
2019