| Slow Loop [ "Canto di una Single" ] di: Giorgio Viali [www.videoworker.org ] [ www.italianfilmmaker.com ] |
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"Canto di una single" [ Slow Loop ] Bozza di Monologo GIORGIO VIALI www.videoworker.org www.giorgioviali.com Novembre 2009 And now after years and years in which only my body speaks someone gave me the word. And I find myself surprised. Disbelief. Perhaps I too have something to say? Perhaps I too have the right to speak? I also think that words should be said. Words that I have crossed over the years. Words that have grown inside me. That my body has seen and heard. This body I like. He accompanied me for years. I was well represented. He served faithfully. And the word I was missing. The word was not necessary. Perhaps it is not 'even now. But someone put me in the mouth these words. Someone asked me to read. To make her mine. To try to make them resonate within me. [Pause] Way. Hoping that the anger pass me or at least tends to decrease. Journey and I hope to find a lucidity 'I lost some time. Try to recover. To regain possession of spaces that I have always been denied. Walk, I sing but I can not. Way and anger seems to walk front of me. Beside me. Behind me. I'm single. Choice. But emotions often become unreliable companions we do not know how to manage and from which we can not separate us. [Pause] This roundabout is a place where the word can 'get away from the contingency of everyday life 'and immediacy. This space suspended between earth and heaven, raised, and 'the perfect space. Space just to talk about the dreams of individuals and communities'. To tell the past, stop this and imagine a future. This roundabout and 'crossed by thousands of people and their dreams, their emotional entanglement in the guard rail of the roundabout itself, floating between heaven and earth and the wind distributes them whenever he wants, when he can take away from here. While softly moving my hands and caress the wind the words seem find your way. Emotions are an opportunity to define fully. To come forward. Suspended. Far from the city '. Of course it will not do harm. They do not want to hurt. They do not want to offend. They just want to wrap those who are now my words. They want to be able to mirror in a future that you will 'turn on the sincere and off those unnecessary and spurious. They will know how to find the way to the ground only those which pass the test. The words that have the capacity 'to remain suspended. The rain will provide 'sooner or later to those appensantire swollen and useless. Presumptuous, arrogant. [Pause] And now the word can 'speak? How? My word, what I 'was assigned, has found its way, and e 'ready to soothe, to accommodate, to support. But also to cut, to distinguish and choose. The word must be represented. And my body has become an instrument of representation. A naked body. Stripped of everything. Nonempty. Naked. Simply bare. Exposed. Shown in its entirety and in its entirety. Helpless and defenseless. Intact and complete. Without shame. Bozza di Monologo GIORGIO VIALI www.videoworker.org www.giorgioviali.com Novembre 2009
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