Installation
vintage wood window, electric cable with bulb (suspended from the ceiling), suspension devices, 17-points diagram traced with pencil and partialy with the electric cable on room ceiling
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Photo: Patrick Lafievre

The work seems to give center stage to window ‘illuminated’ by a single light bulb. The window hangs rather low; its one side – the left – protrudes slightly from the wall. The slight angle of the window might hint at a barely actualized movement or stirring, or movement happening else-where, close but not yet visible. Such quasi-suspended movement comes into view as one’s gaze follows the cable: it leads to the ceiling, where it crystallizes as a continuous diagram of sharply bifurcating and interconnecting lines. The cable follows only in part the diagram drawn with pencil on the ceiling.

The diagram follows the chronologically ascending numbers 1 to 17, which are drawn out on the ceiling. One’s mind tends to associate the resulting design with a formula or code that it wants to crack. It functions like a riddle on the ceiling ques-tioning the window’s semantic (much like an unsuspected presence usurping one’s sense of place, or an unaccounted for parameter over-throwing the calculus). As the subtitle of the work indicates, the numbers relate to what one assumes must be part of the cast (the three women, the three police men, the lawyer, the uncle, and finally the two executioners, etc.) of The Trial, Franz Kafka’s study of blindness and ignorance in the cause-and-effect scheme of human behavior.

Subcutaneously, such a reference adds a sense of ethical reverberation to the piece. Then again, all such semantic poten-tial, while full of implications for the reading of the work, is firmly contained, or absorbed, within the visual and formal setting of the piece.

Vittorio Santoro’s sculptural practice has in recent years developed towards physically and conceptually ramified and, at the same time, prosaic spatial scenarios. His works, while rich in all kinds of twists and turns, are devoid of any self-referential mechanics, of any programmatic or ideological mission, or, simply, of flashy messages. On the other hand the seeming minimalism is not academic in nature, but can be likened to a kind of low-pressure surrealism, e.g. operating with its methods of composition and its focus on the unexplored facets of the real, but without its overused clichés and exhausted visuality. While the artist’s exploration of some of the paradoxes and discrepancies in human behavior might add a sense for ‘ethics’ to the work, it does so not for morality’s sake, but rather in the interest of a metaphysical quest in which the improbable and the non-thinkable hover on the pale, unassuming surface of the ordinary life.