This book and its exhibition are a journey into the unexplored territories of the dream. The flower is its destination. I have outLined an itinerary that retraces the stages of my past, by nucLei of aggregation, without historical coherence. I have chosen an interpreter abl.e to grasp each nuance of the dream language. And, with Emi!.iano Ponzi, we have penetrated into the immateriality of the material We have sought together to regain the images dreamt the night before an idea was born, the premises behind an action, the thoughts accompanying the words. We wanted to stop time. And dilate moments. Were our eyes seeing or were our minds dreaming?

water

gravity

chaos

order

city

people

venus

love

flower

epilogue