Milan, San Vittore Prison three moments in order not to forget.
25/01/2013.
[MIL] Italy. 24-27/01/2013
metalocus, INÉS LALUETA
metalocus, INÉS LALUETA
< THE FORGOTTEN WIRE. 1943-1945 The Dark Years at San Vittore>
by Alice Werblowsky
<Greetings from hell, Milan 1943>
Installation and performance by Nicoletta Braga*Escuela Moderna/Ateneo Libertario)
<Platform 21>
performance by Federica Citterio and Carola Giabbani
A box of embroidery threads of a Jewish woman starts the project < THE FORGOTTEN WIRE. 1943-1945 The Dark Years at San Vittore>, an exhibition of works sewn by the women held in San Vittore by a project of Alice Werblowsky from 24 to 27 January 2013 within San Vittore Prison (Piazza Gaetano Filangieri 2, Milan). The prison where many Jews and political opponents, raked in Northern Italy, were locked up before being sent to extermination camps.
70 years after the tragic events, we reflect once again on abomination that the Holocaust has meant for Jews, Rom, inmates, political opponents, homosexuals, but also reflect on abomination that coercive institutions represent, in their deathlike obedience (KADAVERGEHORSAM ) to the unclean wording of the running Law, institutions that every time, in the name of the Law, forget what humanity is, reducing people to objects.
The absolute horror of the Holocaust did not prevent the recurrence of the construction of structures and coercive situations, of concentration camps, of cages for human beings from Bosnia to Guantanamo.
Because of the penitentiary situation our country exactly on January 8th last year suffered sanctions from the European Court of Human Rights in Strasbourg, Italy was condemned for inhuman and degrading treatment ... Not to mention what happens in CIE, CIO or CPT if you prefer, legal and yet inhuman structures of this little Italy still deeply fascist, racist and colonialist.
The languages of art try in the general silence to recall to consciousness these serious situations. The performances and installations, using wires, body and lead elements, symbolically recall the dark and the burden that weighs upon those who, for whatever reason, lose their freedom.
No desire to aestheticize the ugly, no rhetoric, only the attempt to reflect and remember.
Text.- Arianna Saroli.