UT PICTURA POESIS – BOLOTANA – UNTIL 8 JULY

Ut Pictura Poesis “six paintings devoted to six songs of Fabrizio De Andrè, an art project, an interpretation of some of his songs, which in the mind of Andrea Lai become images.

The splendid Villa Piercy Badde Salighes to host the paintings of the artist from 2 June to 8 July 2012, on Tuesdays and Thursdays from 15.30 to 19.00 and on Saturdays and Sundays from 10.00 to 13.00 and dale 15.30 to 19.00.

The review of James Serreli, journalist and musicologist:

“One would wonder why the musical universe of Fabrizio De Andrè continue to sustain the inspiration of those who entrusts his desire to express himself to painting.

 Not from today, the songs of singer-songwriter from Genoa, who died in 1999, lived on the canvas of transpositions like his portrait.

 And to think that his poetic lines exude a strong evocative power, are themselves images and depictions of his mind that it is our task to take in the emotion of their transformation into songs.

 Perhaps for this reason De André was always park in his television appearances, for example, was convinced, and told him, that song, if it is done well, and above all to listen and not to be seen.

 Now is Andrea Lai to engage in this attempt to revive in our minds and in our hearts to vibrate, verses and melodies of great refinement, slices of Italian poetry of the century waned a dozen years ago.

 With the strength of musical notes, but not the color and susceptibility to entrust a few strokes of the brush and a very personal and recognizable style, in his surreal fantasy, his immediate perception of a message that is hidden in the verses of six compositions by songwriter Genovese so strongly tied to Sardinia.

 That Sardinia, which returns with his love tragedies in “Disamistade”, where hatred, violence and irrational madness of the human mind, come to identify with that gun to his shoulder by a figure with no clear boundaries, no face, as it is often those who fuels the feud.

 The artist, however there alongside the neck of a guitar that is a recurring element in these works designed by Andrea Lai for this exhibition.

 To the point that even the soundboard of this instrument, installed in a panel becomes the atypical case of fragile dirisonanza female figures.

 Loops are already sung by Brassens, the nostalgia of impossible love and unfulfilled, a dedication “to every woman thought of as love, in a moment of freedom.”

 And it’s even a guitar, dreamlike between patches of color, as a backdrop to the depiction of “Mouth of the Rose” emblem in the ‘homonymous song “love without distinction of form, sacred and profane,” as he recalled the musicologist Louis Pestalozza.

 Against the background of a pentagram, then we see the breaking of a flute, the instrument for the songwriter, musician of Jones, the only reason inspired to ‘Spoon River Anthology in which the character is called by his name.

 The one tool that ends up in pieces is the end of an afterlife, but still the guitar and a pink stretch their colors with a patina of serenity evoking Any person who has lived long, without a single regret.

 Even more sober and given a few signs, the message linked to two other famous songs by De Andrè.

 In a corner of a picture, top right, appear in a chair, the inevitable guitar and a bottle.

 Nearly signs of an interior that seems ideally bring us back to the mood and all ‘environment in which De André found himself writing the verses of the song from the autobiographical, which has always claimed to be the one to whom she felt closest.

 “Amico Fragile” he wrote in one night, drunk, in a sort of dispensation from the family home in Gallura, in Portobello.

And here, as suggested by the opening words of the song, the guitar figure and seem to evaporate.

 Just then a trail of poppy petals and a flashing us, without any delay in the mind, THAT ‘pacifist hymn, which is also one of the cornerstones of the very first De Andrè.

 Just one flower, either because they were the rose and the tulip to watch over the tomb of Piero soldier, but a thousand red poppies ….. “