Mario Uliassi (b. 2000, Como) now lives and works in Milan. He is concerned with observing the signs that surround us and the effect they have on us, and on our inner sphere. The investigation starts from the assumption that tracing is a gesture of deep spirituality. Where tracing ranges from breathing to building.
Only in this way, by reshaping the world around him, does the individual have a chance to shape himself according to rules he does not know. In the image of a memory as old as the universe: reality.
The truth, I fancy, this: bodies there are
Whose clashigs, motions, order, posture, shapes
Produce the fire and which, by order changed,
Do change the nature of the thing produced
And are thereafter nothing like to fire
Nor whatso else has power to send its bodies
With impact touching on the senses’ touch.
Again, to say that all things are but fire
And no true thing in number of all things
Exists but fire, as this same fellow says,
Seems crazed folly.
For the man himself
Against the senses by the senses fights,
And hews at that through which is all belief,
Through which indeed unto himself is known
The thing he calls the fire.
For, though he think
The senses truly can perceive the fire, He thinks they cannot as regards all else,
Which still are palpably as clear to sense-To me a thought inept and crazy too.
For whither shall we make appeal? for what More cer-tain than our senses can there be
Whereby to mark asunder error and truth?
Besides, why rather do away with all,
And wish to allow heat only, then deny
The fire and still allow all else to be?-Alike the madness either way it seems.
