{"id":43987,"date":"2023-10-05T13:31:15","date_gmt":"2023-10-05T11:31:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.rossettiartecontemporanea.it\/mostre-e-eventi\/houston-che-sfortuna-by-gianni-lucchesi\/"},"modified":"2024-04-26T16:49:30","modified_gmt":"2024-04-26T14:49:30","slug":"houston-che-sfortuna-by-gianni-lucchesi","status":"publish","type":"tribe_events","link":"https:\/\/www.rossettiartecontemporanea.it\/en\/mostre-e-eventi\/houston-che-sfortuna-by-gianni-lucchesi\/","title":{"rendered":"\u201cHouston, che sfortuna\u201d by Gianni Lucchesi"},"content":{"rendered":"

Critical text by Alessandra Redaelli<\/i><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gianni Lucchesi\u2019s investigation has always revolved around our feeling and our not (wanting) to feel, looking in and out ourselves. Ever since he was moving in the realm of lyrical, emotional abstract. Then something happens in the artist\u2019s life. One of those terrible, illuminating events that turns perspectives upside down. And suddenly his language becomes figurative.
\nRelationships with others and the environment are the landscape on which his figures move, small but defined in the detail of dress. And the dress is what one wears to go to a \u201cserious\u201d job, perhaps behind a desk, immersed inside a normality where adequacy touches the limits of alienation. Little characters who are man as it is humanity; who tell us about their own inner conflicts and the dismay of the outside.In this narrative of a humanity lost within itself, too busy observing the world blindfolded to realize where its manner is taking it, there is no judgment or moral lesson: rather a photograph of a distress, always conducted with an eye to beauty, within warm spaces, on vivid surfaces cut by light.<\/td>\n		The golfer, alone, bends over the ball in the center of a space annihilated, destroyed, unequivocally traversed by something inemendable, pretending that there is a green meadow around him: a blindness that has the flavor of denial, even more glaring when one looks at how the deer herd moves, on the same burned surface.<\/p>\n

True to an economy of narrative that goes hand in hand with chromatic minimalism, Lucchesi for long time has chosen a single animal, the deer precisely, to serve as a counterbalance to the human figure. Majestic, elusive, imbued with magical symbolism of rebirth, it embodies pure instinct for the artist. While man is lost in his illusion, the animal forms a pack around him and seeks a way of escape.
\nThe hare in this new project comes to complete a very precise path: the unerring instinct is tinged with poetry and becomes creative imagination here. In a leap-just as happens in Lucio Corsi\u2019s song, a verse of which serves as the exhibition\u2019s title-she has arrived on the moon.
\nA revolutionary, titanic gesture: the animal has realized that the planet is imploding and so it goes away, elsewhere. It does not think about how to get there, what it leaves behind, how it will feed itself, or even how it will breathe. Its instincts tell to go, and it goes.<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n