Rialto6

On a dark empty room light emanates from the glass floor. Beneath it and scattered without order, is a skeleton of a bull, a terracotta sculpture made from molds where bones are turned into clay from earth collected on the site where the corpse was found. The spectator walks over these remains, as if it was an archaeological site. A powerful sound tries to reach the floor above muffled by the glass. Down the stairs, we reach an underworld dimly lit by the glass floor that on this lower level is the ceiling. Looking up, we recognise an enormous light box and through frosted glass we see the silhouettes of the sculptures we walked over on the upper floor. Here the sound is violent and sometimes silent, this underworld is populated with guitar cabinets used on large stages, which spit out a funereal, transcendental and uncontrolled melody in D minor.