Message in a bottle

The pandemic caused by the spread of Covid-19 and the consequent general uncertainty combined with the measures of social distancing and lockdown adopted by most of the countries in recent months have heavily influenced the program of the first edition of the Cima Norma Art Festival. Reconnecting to the metaphor at the centre of this edition of the Festival, we could say that the virus has swept the vessel of globalized society like a gigantic wave, forcing us to abandon our activities to take refuge, like new Robinson, in those small islands that are our homes.

In our intentions, the Festival had to be, and we hope it will be in the future, as well as a place to meet works of art, also a concrete place to meet people and exchange thoughts and ideas thanks to the physical presence of artists , writers, poets, musicians, actors and philosophers. Although in the last few weeks each of us has been slowly beginning to venture out into the social sea, amidst a thousand hesitations and uncertainties, abandoning the small deserted island of one’s home, great journeys and great crossings still remain a remote perspective. For this reason we have decided to create a section on our site where to collect the contributions and reflections of all those who from their islands scattered in the thousand corners of the planet will send us their “message in the bottle” in reference to the theme of this edition of the Festival.

The “messages” will not be translated but published in their original language.
If you want to contribute to this section you can write to us at:

Simon Starling, Autoxylopyrocycloboros, 2006

Autoxylopyrocycloboros was a four-hour entropic voyage made in 2006 by Simon Starling across Loch Long on a small wooden steamboat fuelled by wood cut piece-by-piece from its own hull. The title Autoxylopyrocycloboros, composed of a collage of Greek terms as usually occurs in scientific terminology, refers to Ouroboros, the mythical snake that eats its own tail and symbol of eternal rejuvenation. The work was carried out on the waters of Loch Long, one of the most picturesque corners of Scotland, but also a place where the nuclear submarines of the British military fleet have their base. The work was documented by a sequence of 38 photographs.

From the island of Robinson Crusoe, Atlantic Ocean

Postcard #15 by Yari Bernasconi and Andrea Fazioli

Se stai leggendo questa cartolina è perché hai trovato la bottiglia che – chissà quanto tempo fa – abbiamo gettato fra le onde, con la speranza che le parole non si perdessero. Su quest’isola naufragò il marinaio Robinson Crusoe il 30 settembre 1659, e qui restò per ventotto anni, «circondato da ogni parte dal mare». Ogni tanto lui la chiamava «Isola della Speranza», ogni tanto «Isola della Disperazione». Se ci si industria per sopravvivere, il posto non è malaccio: acqua fresca, prati, boschi, spiagge, montagne, cacao, aranci, limoni, cedri, tabacco, frutti e animali di ogni genere. Certo, per quanto ci sentiamo al sicuro, anche a noi un giorno accadrà «con enorme sorpresa di vedere sulla spiaggia l’impronta di un piede umano scalzo». Ci riempirà di paura, perché scopriremo che l’altro, il diverso, non viene dall’esterno ma è già qui, nel cuore del nostro territorio. Lo straniero affiora dentro di noi. È un frammento sconosciuto del nostro io. Avremo il coraggio di accoglierlo?

Postcards is a project by Yari Bernasconi and Andrea Fazioli. You can read the other postcards at: