I had in mind the lava rock somewhere between the Aeolian islands.
The idea was to bring home, in the everyday city life, among the domesticated elements we inhabit and touch, a piece of that rugged nature made of lava rock. An idea realised with a coarse-grained stoneware, very dark, ferrous, brought back by the flame to what has already been. The surface recalls to the touch, even before the sight, the sensations of my days among volcanoes. |