Milan, 2020

- M’ama, non m’ama-

- Il m'aime, un peu, beaucoup, à la folie, passionnément, pas du tout..-

- Loves me, loves me not...-

The psychosomatic pain of the stomach is fulfilled in the incessant act of leafing through a roll of pink toilet paper.

A prophetic leafing as with a Daisy, until the last of its petals will give the coveted response to his love.

A bedroom, the place where the relationship was born and consumed, is invaded by the petals peeled off the toilet roll. They accumulate neatly on a metal mesh creating the mattress and on the opposite wall.

The psychosomatic pain is projected onto space as it is onto the body. The space is modified according to the blind vision of a suffering body by materialising intimate elements or shielding others.

The room of a sickly pink hides on its inside a flesh pink of a body that can no longer inhabit it. It pretends to be so innocent and happy then, perhaps because of its social construct to which it must respond.