OZIONISMO.
MANMANO

While I’m sitting there with my hands in my lap, my eye falls on the monitor just as someone is trying to explain a very common expression that refers to sitting on my hands. It’s an expression used to target someone who does nothing, who is idle and finds himself right there with his hands in his lap. And just as I’m sitting there with my hands in my lap, I discover that between one palm and the other there’s air, a void that I try to fill with clay. Suddenly, my hands become a die, a matrix for a two-sided ceramic disc bearing the imprints of my palms. I haven’t done anything; I’ve simply put clay on the hand that’s about to embrace the other. A zero-point gesture that in zero time captures my identity, and while I think about it, I repeat that zero-point gesture seven times, a series of seven. All this while rigorously continuing to stare con le mani in mano (sit on my hands).