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The ferry crosses to the office area every morning.
I ride with several workers, their faces familiar.
The yellow tickets we have create a weird sense of unity.
My mind is uplifted by the gentle rocking of the ferry on her voyage. We are those who have a stable secure life.
But is this me?






In this specific series, my research focuses on duplication. It is a function that can be more generally associated to the digital world.
An object, once created (modeled) in 3D, can be infinitely duplicated. The concept of the original is no longer relevant. More precisely, I would say that the original no longer exists, as each instance is absolutely identical.
The object loses its ability to fascinate. It is taken out of context and becomes a mere shell. It is now only an atom, only the whole matters. The objects are made of a uniform material that appears to blend into the underlying expanse. By a strange mitosis phenomenon, the objects proliferate infinitely, at the expense of all that is natural and human. This proliferation levels and sterilizes everything in its way.
hugo arcier
excerpt from 'duplicate - serial objects.' artist statement






Dal primo istante apparteniamo a una razza, una terra, una lingua. Non scegliamo il luogo dove nascere ma ne siamo portatori, come del nome, per tutta la vita. Ci chiamiamo, e chiamiamo le cose, per bisogno di appartenenza: abbiamo dato un nome anche ai mari e ai fiumi, ai venti, alle montagne e alle stelle. Sulla terra, nel punto in cui siamo nati, abbiamo lasciato la nostra prima impronta. Quel piccolo punto di spazio e di tempo, se pure lontano, appartiene alla memoria di ognuno. Questi Nidi sono dedicati alla proporzione natale del grembo materno; al fertile silenzio della prima casa, al primo respiro, a quell’impronta originaria o a ciò che di essa è rimasto, fosse solo il ricordo.
Graziano Spinosi

