I put three pieces of bark on a sheet of paper. I looked. I looked, thinking that looking might help me read something never written.
Georges Didi-Huberman, Bark
He who seeks to approach his own buried past must conduct himself like a man digging. He must not be afraid to return again and again to the same matter; to scatter it as one scatters earth, to turn it over as one turns over soil.
Walter Benjamin, Excavation and memory
Marignana Arte, Venice
curated by Ilaria Bignotti
Galleria Passaggi, Pisa
curated by Angela Madesani