As women, our very first day of menstruation is the day from which we find ourselves unequivocally exposed to time. It starts a precise, cadenced time cycle which, though, often becomes irregular: time is simultaneously layered and deconstructed. This notebook is the story of our first day of menstruation. Our, because it is a moment of both individual and collective awareness, of fear and shame of the brutality of our blood, but also of power and strenght. The morning I saw blood on my panties for the first time I decided to hide it until I came back home in the evening, started crying and called my mother asking for help: there, I unconsciously verified my role as a specific feminine body.
Alice Mazzarella studies philosphy at Univeristy of Perugia. The choice of combining philosophical studies with studies on contemporary image is related to her interest in how the two sphere can converge towards the same direction.
Another focus of her research is how to activate artistic practice through collective everyday dynamics, which she is experimenting through the activities with the cultural association and publishing house Viaindustriae (Foligno, PG, Italy).
