ORIGINAL COLORS

ORIGINAL COLORS 2015

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⦾ Alberto Toso Fei
⦾ JAPAN 2014
⦾ The Swan is dancing in Tokyo
⦾ part of Symbiodis project by Elena Tagliapietra
⦾ performer: Yoko Maeda
⦾ August 2014 in Tokyo - japan

The project tells the soul of the Venetian island of Burano and the paternal origins of the artist. The colored houses come alive, come alive with bodies that for an instant cross their history, almost disappearing between the walls to witness the depopulation of the city, and at the same time highlighting their uniqueness and beauty.

If you close your eyes and you think about a work of Elena Tagliapietra - live or in any gallery - the
first thing you impress in the mind are the colors, which often playing with the suppleness of the
bodies, becoming form, content, evocation. Beyond what the artist wanted to depict on the
skin, is the color itself that gives depthness to the work which outlines its interior bounds in the
observer.
Similarly the houses of Burano, eyes closed, lose their original forms: the doors and the
windows disappear, the elements on the façades englobe the idea of color that seem to inspire
the homes as pulsating element, alive, rich of suggestion. Besides the coloured houses are the
peculiarity of the island.
Elena Tagliapietra has managed to merge this dual idea to get revelation in "Original Colors":
a perfect synthesis about her artistic activity and of her deep origins, being her father from
Burano

This project shows harmony and movement all in one: color and origin, form and content. Every single shot tells a story. The models are gradually included in the landscape until disappearing inside in, or reemerging in a sumptuous feast of laces; the bodies live in the stonewall, in the scrapings of the plaster, in the corners of the walls and, precisely, in the colors. The mind abandons the evocative abstraction and begins to associate the forms to an idea, a concept, a suggestion, a story. The sum of all these cultured stories becomes concreteness, determination, origin: becomes "Original Colors".