To whom it may concern

What comes first is to be a good artist.

What is under the ground is hidden at first sight and so it’s somehow protected, or forgotten. How is life under the most superficial surface? Why do we, as humans, bury both what we fear and wish to forget, and what we love and wish to save? These thoughts came out while working on the question: “What comes first?”. 

I wanted to answer this by archiving inside my notebook something I wanted to leave behind, metaphorically “under the ground”. The piece is both a coffin and a folder holding something inside that can’t be seen anymore. It is classified as an archive document with an anonymous tally.

Lucrezia Costa

Ever since I decided to enter inside Dante’s “Selva Oscura”, I understood that I am an artist but first of all I am an uncomfortable crack. My artistic formation and the pandemic emergency accelerated the process, like an earthquake that generates fractures in a solid wall. I am exploring depths and crossroads born inside a rupture that is constantly changing and deepening. With my practice I try to bring out to the surface pieces of what I found in the abyss to create shock waves.