"We admit that things
can start before us..."
"...but not end after us."
Guido Morselli, DISSIPATIO H.G., 1973.
I'm an electronic butler.
- You look a bit run-down.
- Here is your coffee.
Drink some too,
so that you recharge.
- Good, good!
- Sure, it's Red Quality Lavazza.
More you drink better you feel.
- More you drink better you feel.
- How do I stop it?
Natalina!
Look how wonderful, the super lorry.
The American concrete mixer made of
64 pieces you can dismantle and rebuild.
- Look how it turns!
- Look how fast it is!
İt's beautiful and this is everything!
With this convenient suitcase/box
you can bring it to your friends
or on holiday with you.
The super lorry is so robust
that you can climb in it.
Come on, let's play with Isotta
and the superlorry.
IN 2016 THE DEMAND FOR OIL
EXCEEDED 96 MILLION BARRELS
PER DAY.
FROM 20TH JULY 1920
THE PERMIAN BASIN, THAT GOES
FROM TEXAS TO NEW MEXICO,
PRODUCED MORE OIL THAN ANY OTHER
OILFIELD IN THE UNITED STATES.
A'PUMPJACK' REACHES
8,000 METRES OF DEPTH.
MOUNT EVEREST IS 8,848 METRES HIGH.
Sometimes...
...when I walk among the containers...
...I remember of the places
in the world where I've been.
Brown reminds me
of the red soil in Victoria.
Red is the women in Hong Kong.
95% OF THE WORLD TRANSPORT OF
COMMONLY USED ARTICLES RELIES ON SHIPS
A TRANSOCEANIC CARGO SHIP
CAN REACH A 400 METRE LENGTH
L'EMPIRE STATE BUILDING
IS 381 METRE TALL.
EACH DAY EMPIRE STATE BUILDING
IS VISITED BY ABOUT 21,000 PEOPLE.
Before I used to work
as a mechanic on land.
Then I studied
marine engineering...
...because I saw my cousins sailing...
...and having a good life.
Journeys, women, booze, fun.
I began from scrap.
I was a scullery boy on fish boat
everywhere, Pacific, Atlantic...
We were 14 on a tiny ship.
I puked all the time
and almost never ate.
On those ships you go mad,
it's impossible to live there...
...that's why I moved on to cargo ships.
Savannah
Jacksonville
Baltimore
Houston
Portland.
New Jersey.
New York.
Abidjan.
Cotonou.
Lomé.
Luanda
Johannesburg.
All sailors go b*tches.
It's normal.
At the time I was single.
Danilo was a good playboy.
In Bangkok if you don't let
class c girls on the ship...
...at night they cut the moorings...
...and the next morning you wake up
in the middle of the harbour.
In Cape Town the girls came
with some very good weed.
In Odessa and Constanta
Russian girls...
...were very experienced.
The first thing you think is:
"She is an angel."
But then you find out that inside
she is rotten.
I'm happy they chose me
for this this job...
...but then years go by...
...and even sailer
yearn for a quiet life...
...some children...
...a home.
Even sailors yearn for some stability.
Together we decided
that I'd work as much as possible...
...now that I'm strong...
...so that in five or six years...
...and we'll make our dream
come true:
A cottage made of wood...
...with a 12 acre park...
...and many chickens.
She likes singing hymns...
...but I never liked them.
I asked her to climb in a container
to ask her to marry me.
She said yes just because
she was about to throw up.
We sang together at the party.
We were in a very green meadow.
There was a carpet of white petals
on the ground.
We had a golden crown
on the head.
Every day we carry so many things...
...in every corner of the world...
...but we are nomads,
we don't have anything with us.
We must have at least
one dream to chase...
...or everyday we go where we go...
...but it is as if weren't going
anywhere.
Washing machines.
Treadmills to run on.
Beds.
Musical instruments.
Pistachoes.
Helicopters.
Arm-chairs.
Materasses.
Tyres.
- Champagne bottles.
- Headphones.
Computers.
- Chairs.
- Apples.
- Bananas.
- Sports gear.
- Hams.
- Tables.
Paper.
A lot of paper.
Once we even carried a monkey.
The monkey was sitting in one
of the containers on the deck.
You see,
I cut myself with the bag.
Happy Birthday to you.
Happy Birthday to you.
Happy Birthday to Bianca.
Happy Birthday to you.
IN THE ANECHOIC CHAMBER (WITHOUT ECHO)
THE ACOUSTIC VALIDATION
OF MOST EVERYDAY OBJECTS
IS CARRIED OUT
THE EXPERIENCE OF THE CHAMBER
CAN CAUSE IN MAN
A PHYSICAL AND PSYCHOLOGICAL UNBALANCE.
IN THE PAST THE ANECHOIC CHAMBER
WAS USED AS A t*rture INSTRUMENT.
My mother's name was Marina
and she was a cello player.
I remember my mother
playing the cello...
...a reddish cello.
I sat on a small chair for children...
...a 30 cm tall, plaited wicker chair.
She was always very strict...
...strict is not the right word.
She was afraid I hurt myself.
My mother's fear
I could hurt myself...
...has always pushed me to develop
at my best...
...my mind potential...
...totally neglecting my body and looks.
Now very easy things...
...like climbing three stairs...
...can be very difficult for me.
But also I never developed...
...my poetic creativity.
I don't know why.
I always applied myself to numbers...
...since arithmetics,
in primary school...
...to partial derivatives...
...and tensor calculus.
I expressed my creativity...
...in maths formulas...
...but not in literature.
Since my childhood, I have been used
in not getting wrong...
...consecutio temporum
or consecutio modorum.
This might have caused me
some problems.
I have been told that...
...had I known less subjunctives...
...and slightly better everyday life,
I might have been an advantage.
If I remember well,
I wasn't yet in primary school...
...when I expressed the wish...
...to get as a Christmas present...
...a small piano.
Nobody at the time,
not even my mother...
...would have thought that,
after decades...
...I would be measuring
the sound features...
...of pianos for children.
For more than 35 years...
...I have been checking...
...the sound features
of th most different objects.
One of the strangest...
...was the sound made
by a plastic box for sweets.
I never went on Facebook...
...although I exist on Facebook...
...but when I go there...
...I can't wait to get out since
I don't find anything interisting.
If a layperson, a person
not in the scientific field...
...would enter an anechoic chamber,
they would feel uneasy...
...as it could remind them
of a coffin.
If you don't have hope at home...
...if you don't have God...
...if you don't have a reason to sail...
...you are left only
with the folly of silence.
Silence is like the alpha and omega,
the life cycle.
Sound, the interaction of frequencies
generate happiness...
...which is a time continuous
periodic function.
In silence, look for your sound...
...let go of the sound
of useless things.
Natural harmonics,
artificial harmonics...
...consonances, dissonances,
returned the territory of the soul.
But in silence one can also find
a sense of great freedom.
Remember, very pious Virgin Mary...
...that someone who asked for your
help and was abandoned...
...is unheard of.
Please don't, Mother of the Verb,
don't despise my prayers,
but listen to me with a benevolent
attitude and make them true.
Amen.
If I close my eyes I feel:
4000 chickens...
...20 pigs...
...10 cows...
...waves from the window
of a cottage made of woo...
...with solar panels...
...vegetables from the garden
cooking in a pan...
...water from the well
coming out from the well...
...two rocking chairs...
...the gurgling of very sweet coffee...
...6 acres of silence.
We feed the oven
every 15 minutes.
Bye bye to eveyone.
In those 15 minutes, in the rubbish
ditch there is a deafening silence.
It's like being in a great tomb.
If I close my eyes...
...I hear:
...A light whistling in my ears...
...my breath...
...the b*at of the cardiac muscle,
the heart...
...the rumbling of the stomach...
...the blood flowing in the arteries.
The absence of outside sounds
helps concentration...
...looking inside yourself.
One is more keen on meditating
on oneself, on the soul.
Sound makes us forget of ourself...
...sound covers fear.
The origin of life is in silence...
...and in silence life ends.
We must keep living
in this world.
Although this world is huge chaos.
And it's nine years...
...I have been working in this place
to improve it.
In the plant there are
more than a thousand alams.
Every valve...
...engine...
...pump...
...thermic drill...
...if there are problems...
...sounds in the silence.
Ditch alarms...
...fire alarms,
infrared chamber alarms...
...alarms from the gantry position...
...the fire siren...
...spider movement warning,
alarms for the failure of every engine...
...electric feed alarm...
...alarms for the candle filters for
the ash washing, alarms for the pumps...
...control valves.
ASH
IN HIS LIFE A EUROPEAN CITIZEN
PRODUCES 13,000 BAGS OF RUBBISH
500 KG PER YEAR.
A WAST TO ENERGY PLANT,
BURNING EACH YEAR
180,000 TONS OF RUBBISH
PRODUCES ENERGY FOR 20,000 PEOPLE,
HEAT FOR 3,000 FAMILIES
AND 30,000 TONS OF WASTE.
For 15 years...
...I supplied Switzerland
with games for adults.
15 years of my life
sacrificed to slot machines.
Super shary 20.
Super action.
Super shary 400.
Super shary 1000.
Admiral with fruit.
Jocker.
Black jack.
Pokers with poker reels.
Royal poker.
Photo play.
Machines with stuffed animals.
In a business with two machines
one could earn up to
14,000 € per months in coins.
They were...
...in the bars...
...in the butcher's shops...
...in the chemist's...
...in cultural associations...
...in private garages...
...in brothels obviously.
I made a load of money...
...but God never wanted me
to earn so much.
Life is all a matter of chance.
The next day you find yourself
mowing grass...
...on a hill...
...with to kids playing
next to you.
You see valleys filling up
with rubbish
and you decide to take
another road.
I make things that people
don't want disappear...
...and I do it
in the cleanest way possible.
Today I am invisible...
...in the silence...
...far from all that racket.
In a cathedral...
...of cement and technology.
Each of us must burn their own sh*t.
Certainly it will never smell good.
I work so that that smoke
can be clean and white...
...so that stinky sh*t can have
some use.
I work so that it is buries
as less as possible in our valleys.
O almost never say what I do.
I just do it and feel very good.
After half an hour in the ditch
you are gasping...
...after an hour you are almost
not breathing, the smell is unbearable.
You must walk very slowly
looking around...
...you must cut hanging cables...
to avoid they cut your head
while you are cleaning.
When you hear a high pitched signal,
that the grinder
is starting to work.
If you hear it twice
it means the spider
is coming towards you.
In the ditch and in the oven hoppers
I found everything.
Beer dispensers.
A big stuffed bear.
Fabric.
Exercise bicycles.
- Tons of fish.
- Paint.
TV Decoders.
An entire washing machine.
- Alarm sirens.
- Peanuts.
Bishop chairs.
Vibrating pipes.
- Sex toys.
- LED lamps.
Marijuana plants.
- Tyres.
- Plenty of wood.
- Heaps of rubber.
- Machines for cutting wood.
- Machines for cutting leather.
- T-shirts.
- Helicopters.
- A plastic material granulator. - Helicopters.
- Plastic waste recycling machines.
- Confetti. - Computers.
- Exercise bikes. - Prosthetics.
- UPS forms. - p*rn cassettes.
- Warning devices.
- Kitchen appliances.
- Materasses. - Alarm sirens.
- A horse head. - Clocks.
- A machine for medicine tablets.
- Clocks. - Radiators.
- Balls. - Marjuana plants.
- Plastic material granulators.
- Table lamps.
- Plenty of wood. - Lobsters.
- T-shirts. - Pipes.
- Plastic material granulators.
- Underwear.
- Tinned meat.
- Plastic waste recycling machines.
- Computers.
- Belts.
- Exercise bikes.
- UPS forms. - A horse head.
- Warning devices.
- Pipes. - Alarm sirens.
- Car spoilers.
- Macchine for medicine tablets.
- A horse head.
- A heap of rubber.
- Home radiators.
A horse head.
Beautiful Things (2017)
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