Ivan Graziani
Seni e coseni

Art is passion and rationality. Without something that our soul needs to say, we cannot create anything of our own, and without a bit of reasoning, we cannot create something well-defined. Art is a beautiful woman, full of passion but with a calculated form: the mouth, the eyes, the hands, the thighs, the breasts, the hair, every single mole is the result of a process between the need to express something and the reasoning about how to express it. Looking at the works of painters and sculptors, we can see how their works are the result of an inner need, but every work is enclosed in a rectangle; all have a boundary where the artist can express all their flair. That's all there is. But what would happen if passion or rationality took over the artist?

Πάθος
What is passion? Passion is desire, it is what we cannot control and what we have the need to express. Whether it's a prayer to the eternal father or a story of loneliness on Easter day or
who knows what else, it remains the need of our more emotional side. Passion can not only be art: passion can be channeled into love, it is also our need that we channel towards another person; the repeating student and the teacher are involved in something they would prefer to avoid for a series of reasons but cannot resist, they are so caught up in their feelings projected towards each other that they continue to indulge them, despite fearing all that may result from it. Or, it could be a summer love that everyone has experienced, which with the arrival of the September rain, will force us to part from that person, from that Cleo that we have all had in life and we will never know if we will see them again. This is passion: one's own creative engine, a pure need that lives free in the world but also requires minimal limits to not dilute its own message.

Λόγος
However, the rational side must be placed as an obstacle to passion, the side that sets limits to our desires. Maybe one may feel confined in their own yard, but that doesn't prevent us from expressing ourselves even with some limitations; perhaps you find yourself telling someone about a night of drinking and revelry accompanied by a friend, and, so as not to make the story too strong, you modify the words a truck driver told you about your friend. Or, you stay in your comfort zone, in what you have always done to not betray your identity, but you know very well that you have the urge to try something new. And although the fun among voyeuristic policemen and Ugo's confused journey are what we have thought, the works come out extremely limited in their potential. There is the desire to say something, but everything is developed in a too cerebral manner, and the spirit of one's idea gets lost along the way.

Moral: In medio stat virtus. Virtue lies in the middle. To find our expressive dimension, we must control our sensitive impulses and moderate the limitations we impose on ourselves; it's like driving a winged chariot, with two horses taking opposite directions and us having to decide how much to spur them or slow them down.