THE LUNAR ENIGMA OF ISIDORE
How many ways round in circles to finally surprise the Moon. Or before getting there, in a journey towards the unknown.
The Enigma by Isidore Ducasse is Man Ray’s photograph of a mass, a parcel, a sculpture – one cannot really tell as the object is covered by a blanket and tied with a string. Furthermore, Isidore Ducasse is the real name of the Comte de Lautréamont, who wrote the prose poem Les Chants de Maldoror. Again, a way round in circles to get to poetry. A game, between name, pseudonym and poetic “filiation”. We could say it is a Day Moon mirroring the Sun while hiding its own beauty and light at night.
Up there, within it, rests the reason that once belonged to Orlando, Ariosto’s legendary knight, as the Moon hides the magic of its spotted territory from Galileo. We know that, despite man’s conquest in 1969, it influences both tides and births.
And so, we obediently dedicated the Mayan 13-moon calendar to it, and wolves, still today, howl at the moon and, with a full moon, here comes the werewolf, searching for maids to tear to pieces in the forest.
This is just to tell the magic hold the Moon has, and has had, on artists and poetry up to Man Ray’s hiding, which poses a fascinating Enigma, going beyond the couple – Moon and Sun – so that we look inside ourselves.
And this is the reason why Giacinto Bosco’s sculptures are looking at the Moon. They are yearning for the Moon, individually and as a couple of lovers. To discover the Moon inside Ourselves, as a hidden side of both love and happiness.
The moon, in Alcamo, is not like elsewhere. Its light is different, it is closer and brighter. One feels as if one can touch it. And someone has.
Regarding the work of Giacinto Bosco, Paolo Levi writes: “The narration is of a disarming simplicity, without any rhetorical embellishment”.
Why are you there, Moon, in the sky? Tell me Why you are there, silent Moon?
One immediately understands that in this series of images there is a sort of Mission of Liberation: Giacinto Bosco announces…