|This is the end.
An ending which
resolves and bringsto a close an
irriverent review which dawned whilst outside the light was dimming. An
which brings forth an epilogue but not a result.
Above all an ending which remembers and
comemoratores – after his death –
the life of the tate Federico Cozzucoli, born
in Messina in 1972, who always strove for an art that might reconcile
vocation for both religion and religiousness
with the current intolerance of terrorism, and whit the icons posing
with thir hands togeter, their submissive faces pointing towards
accepted with unquestion faith, which have become indisputable
belief, of faith and of the believing spirit.
remebreded by relatives and all those
who knew him for his ability to subject orthodoxy to subtle and
that human self-referentiality which, despite continually questioning
itself through temptation of both body and mind, insists on feining
and coherence, in avoiding sin by sinning and in misinterpreting the
beating, gasping erection.
A man is missing
from the world who believede that
morality, imposed by preconceived ideas and states of mind, does
tame human beings. A man, as both a firm beliver and an acute observer,
made prophesy into performance and confession into image, transferring
transporting religion to the langues and contexts of art.
Perhaps he went
calmly, this agent of concrete
action intended to reveal and place the similarities and differences
indoctrination of ritual and ritual itself – and thir evident,foreseen
repercussion for a centuries-old tradition wihich respects and fails to
reflect, limiting itself to tired repetition of custom.
Now that he has
returned to the hause of the Lord,
may Federico be accompanied by devotional gold, which so ofthen
sacred moments reproducedprecisely and with the talent of artsan by one
knew well how fashionable is self-denial which makes people pray to the
(who is yet part of oneself) with the same acceptance they show in
"O thou hast decived me, and I was
decived; thou art
stronger than I, and hast prevalied"
(Jeremiah 20:7) this was the admission of one who used analogy to hold
faith, making it both an unsual pupil and timely translator of concept.
who mourn you remind you that death lasts longer than life, Federico,
in it, you will have the chance to seek both confirmation and new
evaluating once and for all your efforts made in examing preordained