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RICCARDO GIACCONI (b. 1985, Italy) studied fine arts at the University IUAV of Venezia, at UWE in Bristol and at New York University. His work has been exhibited in various institutions, such as tranzitdisplay (Prague), MAXXI (Rome), Fondazione Sandretto Re Rebaudengo (Turin) and in the “Résonance” section of the Lyon Biennale. He often explores historic literature about anarchy, second place winners, the limits of perception of sound, the human voice and music. In 2007 he co-founded the collective Blauer Hase, with which he curates the periodical publication ‘Paesaggio’ and the ‘Helicotrema’ festival. His work MY GRANDMOTHER READS THE 21 “THESES ON THE CONCEPT OF HISTORY” BY WALTER BENJAMIN won the Renaissance Prize in 2009 at the Italian Cultural Institute of London.
- CinemaXXI Rome International Film Festival 2013
- Euganea Film Festival 2014
Before her death in 2014, Italian poet Maria Luisa Spaziani had lived in Rome since the seventies. Maria Luisa told me a lot about a language she invented for her book, Giovanna D'Arco. Such nonexistent, unheard language, through which she makes an angel talk to Giovanna, is not a single example throughout her work. In various occasions throughout her written production, the theme of the logos (word) often recurs, that escapes any symbolic interpretation; glossolalia, or pure voice. (Riccardo Giacconi)
Curator's comment:
Riccardo Giacconi presents the poetic universe of Spaziani, combining elements of two worlds; one inner, deep - similar to the underwater territory - and another one on the outside, at the surface, through ambient noises, so creating an unexpected synchronized overlap. On the background of her poems, the sea creatures appear in a mysterious light, affirming that poetry gives a special perspective on things. Inspiration gains here a divine dimension, and is represented symbolically by the angel, which comes regularly, to give non-human clarity that probes the depths of the poet’s sea; something everyone secretly craves but fears, because it would make them different. (Gabriela Lupu, BIEFF)