You'll be able to Thank Us Later - three Reasons To Cease Thinking about Lucio Fontana

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You'll be able to Thank Us Later - three Reasons To Cease Thinking about Lucio Fontana

Inadequacy
Concepts like art and life should be interspersed with one another because there is no need for not separating human work and the human. Art is life (creative energy - sexual) Who would have thought that? That is why the most interesting art is that is about life, that reveals different experiences, the details, curiosities, and viewpoints.

When it comes to life it is imperative to disbelieve the notion of a flawlessness that is to be achieved (in response to this kind of expectation the only form of art we can refer to is that of the cinema). The nature of error is the essence of being Human, the stumbling block into which we have all fallen at one time or another: impulsive judgment, impulsiveness, fear and anger, the constant search for security and control, wrong choices. Don't tell me you have not made any of these errors?


Open: a fresh perspective to view the world from
When we fall, we hurt our bodies more or less and are inclined to judge the cause of our fall, and to think the mistake a fault because our expectations have of ourselves and other people. The wound is actually the point from which we are able to see the truth. It is from here that we stop taking refuge in the illusion of perfection (which if it were such shouldn't be hurting) and take a look at what's damaged: we examine it and then look at ourselves.

Fontana cut with the awareness the possibility of opening up, breaking or tearing as destruction is often the most creative action, and all the more so in a world in which, even from a young age, we are immersed in a powerful, imprinted system of beliefs and models. It is no coincidence that Fontana stated in 1963 in an interview with Nerio Minuzzo:

"The critiques always been a slam on me, however, I never thought about it. I went on regardless and never accepted the salute of anyone. Over the years, I was called "the guy that has the holes', with some pity even. Today, I realize that my cuts and holes have created a taste, are accepted and have even found practical applications. In bars and theatres they have ceilings made of holes. Since today, as you can see, even the people on the street can appreciate the latest designs. It is the artists, unfortunately, who understand little '.

When Fontana speaks of street people, he evokes the imagery of imperfection, in which the hole is the same as every other, where the transformation of life is manifested. Fontana isn't afraid of dust nor the violent nature of his creative work: he throws tar on the sculpture of a man , and names it 'Black Man'.

Years later, the cut transforms into the conquer of space, in the sense of an overthrow of sculpture and painting, by creating the creation of a new dimension that includes both of them and a break with verticality, in favor of the possibility of crossing.

The palpitation that occurs, both taking in and exhaling from the canvas is reminiscent from afar, in a more scholarly and bourgeois form, of the work that Gina Pane later performed on her skin: the gesture is nevertheless the timeless main character in this context, where art is bound to be destroyed. The wound and the cut are border, path and exchange. The artist herself opens the canvas by splitting it in two and declares its finiteness; the holes are transformed into black holes that provide the illusion of depth and reveal the infinite that we will never know.

We are waiting for new discoveries that we don't yet know
Fontana named the cuts "Waits," the openings from which new and new things are born which we don't have a clue about.

When we commit a mishap and hurt or harm another person, we have a waiting period before we react. It starts with the shock of the mistake and the failure overcome, after that, figuring out what path to take to remedy the damage or to get it out of the way Then we await the consequences of the fracture, that mistake, which could actually be a new and great source. It could also be a waste of time.

Many people do not understand (and are able to comprehend) this concept because they are constantly judging how reality and human beings should be, too used to the dual nature on the wall. We fight every inch of our being the right ways, the best way to appear and be in the world, so that we rely on rules that eventually define normativity.

Nothing could be more incoherent. In our belief that we are experts, we apply our yardstick to every organism and ecosystem around the globe, but in reality we see it from a narrow and biased perspective that has nothing to do with reality. Anthropocentrism, but also personal interpretations of the other which are almost never the correct ones.

Accept: no perfection in the strict sense.
This also applies to this society that wants us to be the best at all costs, without reflecting on the fact that maybe, instead of increasing standards, we need to accept more of things just in the present. Do we accept pain? Do we accept death? Accept bodies? Do we accept diversity? The most important thing is, once we accept, do you dignify?

Most of the time is it that we are able to hide what does not coincide with the "perfect" of our little world or the entire universe. This causes us to be shocked, angry, disgusted, pushed away, put under the rug and then we show our imperfections, which we actually are, but refuse to accept.

Being aware of one's limits is important, as is realising the interconnectedness of everything in the global system. Either we are ALL put in a position to give our best or there is no competition or effort worthwhile, except for the motive of fostering the spread of inequality. It is all well and great that some people after much effort have made it, like those who have been so lucky. But in the broader context, always stretching the boundaries a little further it's a perfection' in an imperfect setting; there is no 'Perfection' in the absolutist sense.

Does this even exist?

Cut Let the truth come out
We can conclude that Fontana attempted to do so, since from the very beginning he resisted the straightforward paths of success, preferring to try out the untested and unpredictability, which is to say: abandoning the idea of being the one that was successful, he pursued the research path which led him to discover some facts.


For me, and my personal perspective, Fontana is the one who rips the veil and allows the light shine through, even if there are black sails that obscure behind the cuts. A spatial artist in the same way as the forerunners of this art, it is not understood solely as a work but as a gesture which is a gesture that revolves around and as a result of action on space, performance as the activation of a narrative, which is a large part of what is practiced in the present.

His cuts are a great example of this, opening up new perspectives to art as well as new perspectives on the world and also new questions. The wound that he has caused is more than just pain: the wound highlights mortality, shortness, uncertainty and fragility. Wounding makes us question as well as make us doubt, and this practice is vital to ensure that we remain on the ground. As difficult as it is to be a victim and as difficult as it is in a perfect tale of life it is ideal (and just) to learn by positive reinforcements. As  lucio fontana on the threshold  that we as a nation are unable to stop each other's suffering as much than our own, we're condemned to the unresolved and insanity.

So let's enjoy the cinema and its happy endings its beauty that we take for granted and which we misunderstand and take as a template for our lives since the visual arts, on the other hand are the product of pain, and every artist who wants to tell a piece of truth, must pass through the wound.