Painter - photographer - novelist - Alfio Catania was born in Turin and now he currently lives in between Venice and Turin. He published the novel Behind of the dream, 1989, in addition to various short stories for narrative anthologies. Finalist in the literary contest Mer in 1991. Moreover, his painter activity meets with both public and critical success. A past as professional photographer complete the portrait of an artist effective among writing, photograph and picture.
Night shadows on the walls of a medieval tower emerge revealing stories ever told, secrets, memories that are lost in the mists of time.
The photo sequence of Projections is an experiment originated by will, or rather by the need to give the ancient stones a possibility: that of the narrative. Between myth and Alchemy, between psyche and construction, these projections do emerge on the surface of ore rock dark parts of events and characters out of time.
Through the narration given by consecutive shots, unique moments or slippage in all dimensions of spacetime, these shadows are saying about an enigmatic world shown through night lights. They say female silhouettes, artistic poses, and men, but also tell of animals and evolutionary mutations, alluding to Fables and dreams, but also to nightmares, dramas and sinister secrets.
Projection in psychoanalysis is also the psychic process of archaic and primitive defense that is to move feelings, or parts of Themselves, on other objects or people. In a symbolic and actual short circuit, these ancient shadows are nothing but possible representations of self brought at night on the cold stones of the defensive walls.
Conceptually this experiment then, photographers have worked as alchemists, who were projecting their unconscious archetypal content in studies of the philosopher's stone.
Photographs: series destination
With Destination, Alfio Catania together, making up the red thread of meaning that unites, a series of photographs taken between 2008 and 2012.
Through a very free choice of techniques-from black and white to color, from toning moved and unfocused, looking for texture formed by flooring, architectural details or water games and shadows – this work is composed of individual images side by side or in diptychs and triptychs of great expressive power. Human figures almost always shooting from behind and heedless, or perhaps ignorant, eye of the photographer, struggled to follow with particular sluggishness toward unknown destinations, wrapped in nighttime mists, exposed to daylight cuts full, compared to chiariscuri paths marked by an impression of everyday life thinly distressing.
And loneliness to characterise these characters, that even when you are together with other human beings (Temptation to exist, Old Friends) express its essence of individuals, not for this unhappy, but always deeply from a vague sense of disquiet. In the last image of the triptych Or May not be, the recurrence of pair, two serial people literally cling to one another, the framework adds to a sense of Vertigo.
The Act set out these mysterious figures is inserted almost anywhere within the boundaries of architectural details, like the walls of Venetian streets, stairways, porticoes and arcades, historic buildings. In I was a ship, the pair of old ships as floating palaces, does not escape this function in the construction of the image. A lot more than serve only by simple background or frame, in fact, these architectural elements give strength to photographic composition and give a sense
a way to go of our characters. Because the destiny is nothing more than the force that moves us, in space and time, toward destinations already decided.
But where the characters are truly of Alfio Catania stolen? What is their fate?
The interweaving of fate and destination represents the true fascination of this photographic work. Every opera hides and shows a shadow zone, intense and fruitful, in which the events preceding and following the release of the photographer are connecting among them selves, in a dance of Bifurcations where characters appear free to choose their own destiny. In diptychs and triptychs in the happy intuition of not reintroducing identical shots determines the effect of a slight change of viewpoint and perspective, in a game of slippage of time and space that feeds the feeling of freedom.
In this chaotic size and harmonious, the destination of each cross a great universal design, where culturally distant and different concepts of Providence, Synchronicity, Kharma and Dharma are coming and they enrich each other.
In conclusion, the characters of Destination, solitary and restless, indolent, determined but never in breathlessness, visibly weighed down by his own bassoon of thoughts, are free to choose between shadows and lights, stop and start, or, even, between the hundred rooms overlooking a narrow, elegant Hall.
Yet this entity, the fate, hovers above them, and even above us, reminding us that not everything is coincidence and that certain maps are tattooed under the skin
Stefania Monica Muti
The body, flesh, bones, such as scaffolding are the spearhead of the spirit: the glowing core that animates us since our bodies changing. We are organizations that will do whatever is in their genetic interest to modify, adapt, killing or killing. We are competing in the set of wires that form a fabric: mesh zip up at him from a creator or engaged by the perfect magic evaporated by a broth made from the event space and mystery. Scratch the surface of our terrible and wonderful adventure scratching, cutting into the mystery of life as to find below responses to colors and so provvisioretà and malaise. We are fantastic creatures, thick filaments of light and darkness. In such infinite sweetness that eventually kill us beyond our outposts and our melancholy as tides lap at the borders inexplicable.
Outpost series abstract
Life goes on his own, thinking he has nothing more to reveal. Liberarari from embroidery above only opportunity you want to devour and fragments of annihilation in a waking dream of elsewhere.
Without bone marrow
Animal remains, including bones, teeth, egg shells, vegetable remains, such as leaves, trees, pollen
protects the human body, naked and vulnerable, is weathering the dangers of the environment is insect toxins, weapons and other threats to personal safety.
A needle is a tool used for sewing, elongated and pointed at one end. It is used to merge through a stitching fabrics, leather, felt, plastics, casings and other materials that may be drilled from its tip.
Each creation is a praise and torture.
The ontology of worm eternity, or the concept of precarious passage of time -
It 's like the protagonists of his paintings were actually one person, who takes on different appearances, perhaps always a single character. Scratches that tortured canvas, torture, and then this final black, which does not escape. Black memory in the brook. The black films that end. Rimbaud for eternity it was the sea, combined with the sun. And then the misery in her eyes, tears of blood that have the taste of a party over. Why Alfio Catania paints a world without party, or the world today where as they say everything looks too fake and precarious for equipment to party.
Signed in 2009 his works with a letter X represents an 'unknown indication, a multiplication operator, personal feelings between the artist and the spectator, but the' X is also a patch, a medication to cure the small and endless cuts that perceptions barely tolerate. Injuries that are generated deep within, but each work is a battle, a protest that relies on something too tight and deep because it can be really understood and communicated.