In June 2019, people sneaked into my house in Mykonos. It was a shock: paralyzed, it took me a couple of seconds to become aware of what had happened.  

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On the occasion of my 39th birthday, retracing what happened, I decided to become my own thief, rummaging for days in my birthplace in search of something more important than money: memories.

I then asked a friend to vacate the apartment he lived in in Milan to exhibit the spoils of my research.

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The installation - recreating the crime scene I had witnessed - told through letters, toys, diaries, clothes, books and various objects about my life, the evolution of society, the passage of time I witness.  

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The guests were allowed to grab, wear, read what they wished; using a camera at their disposal they could also document their gaze, the discoveries made, the way in which they related to what was exposed.  

Among the objects of the installation there was also a box closed with a padlock: it contained everything that I had brought with me - with all the implications that this entailed - but which I was not willing to exhibit.

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To access the event it was necessary to communicate a "word", which represented a desire to be fulfilled within the year. My word was: "Manifesto".

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From the work carried out, a book was born, consisting of two complementary volumes ("x" and "y"): I did not want a simple documentation of the artistic proposition, but something that came close to an experimental form of visual novel.

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The poetic action - which involved myself in the first place, is reflected in the person who has given up, albeit temporarily, his own living space by welcoming the artistic proposition.  

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By making himself available to eliminate all traces of his own experience in some rooms of his home, the person involved in fact made himself available for an important work on himself.  

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Forced to relocate the objects of her everyday life outside the stage space in which they usually operate, and finally endeavoring to relocate them at the end of the installation, she found herself, in the last resort, to reflect and act on her own imagination.

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In my curiosity for the questions rather than for the answers, I wish to re-propose the Poetic Action in different social, public and private environments, to continue and expand my reflection on Time, the Memory of objects and the power of the Imaginary.