This Multidisciplinary Artistic Format started by focusing on Solomon’s Judgement, to open later to a “Universal Judgement”. We explored it in different shapes, according to a really personal and “contemporary” point of view. The audience is guided through an artistic path, inside and outside the elected space. With the hesitations that are peculiar of Art, it’s like allow the spectators to cross the mind of the Artist…
For two years I found myself in the unfortunate condition of being chosen, in a long and grueling wait.The judgement did not seem to ever come, till the point that never came. Some women prefer to the unknown and the desire for the absolute, the daily and necessary confidence of a man, a job and a home.
I have always avoided all this.
Now I am in the position to choose between 2, even splitting the hair in four, although in spite of everything, I have never been a wise one. We are full of fears and loves, longings and new tensions towards the infinite. We have to choose the right direction or the bad way. It’s a constant dualism… it will take years before reaching the Golden Fleece or to defeat the Dragon, but in the meantime we must learn to hold the sword. No one teaches us how to wear an oxygen mask or to grab the salvation of a handrail. It’s up to us. It’s a research forcibly lonely, like love, like art. Without ever forgetting that the sword is also, quite simply, a piece of iron.
Model Hostage / Fuckatacomb
“A Model is Hostage in the studio of an Artist.
The other girl, not chosen, sings her pain in the basement…”
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concept & direction: Giuseppe L. Bonifati
performers: Visnja Obradovic (SER), Cristina Secareanu (ROM), Alberto M. Guinaldo (SP)
assistant: Linda Sugathagy (HU)
Two women claim to be mothers of the same child. So they agree to meet in an unusual place, a car wash, to verify who is the real mother of the two. Will be enough a boxe match and a count of the points to proclaim the winner? For the final judgment, should we wait for the response of the referee? or even let the audience judge?
a visual poem in 3 chapters
CHAPTER 1: NEVER JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER
“It is said that each person carries his or her own cross,
but each person is also equipped with his or her own sword.
How many swords do we need every day to distinguish between good and evil,
hatred and love, or to get rid of what we don’t want to see anymore?
The sword alone is worth more than anything else,
more than the fear itself, more than the Judgement…”
CHAPTER 2: ARE YOU SURE IF WE SHARE THE SAME BICYCLE WE ARE HAPPY?
A white big space. Maybe it’s the gym of a school. The youngsters have no name. Just numbers: 1,2,3,4,5,6,7: the number of the brave and fearless Samurai. Or 7, as the days of The Judgment, before the 8th day sweep all away. The bell rings, so the pedagogue makes his entrance: ”The aim of this lesson it’s not to fulfill wishes, but to raise up new questions”. This work wants to investigate the relationship that may spring between the teacher and the student, together with the hasty and cheap judgments that a community could give regardless. To those who judge without knowing, here is a final warning: “Remember to be clement. Having a Samurai sword doesn’t mean that you have to hurt with it”.
concept & artistic director
Giuseppe L. Bonifati
Alberto M. Guinaldo, Fabio Pappacena
Divano Occidentale Orientale (Italy)
AQB – Art Quarter Budapest (Hungary) / Casa del Artista – Ministry of Culture (Venezuela)
Nordisk Teaterlaboratorium (Denmark) / Holstebro Kunstmuseum (Denmark)
Guestroom Pekarna Magdalenske Mreže (Slovenia)
Assessorato alla Cultura di Roma Capitale (Italy)
Summer 2013 | ART Residence n. 1 | AQB – Art Quater Budapest (Hungary
October 13 | Workshop n. 1 | Casa del Artista | Ministry of Culture | (Caracas, Venezuela)
January 2014 | ART Residence n. 2 | Nordisk Teaterlaboratorium (Holstebro, Denmark)
January 2014 | Work in progress Exhibition | Holstebro Kunstmuseum (Denmark)
October 2014 | ART Residence n. 3 | Guestroom (Maribor, Slovenia)
February 2015 | PREMIERE | Sala Santa Rita (Rome, Italy)