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Persistent vegetative state-brain death-traumatic brain injury. An artistic interpretation.

Persistent vegetative state-brain death-traumatic brain injury.An artistic interpretation.

Non-animal Non-plant A skeleton Under the skin A gasp No coscience

Non-animal
Non-plant
A skeleton
Under the skin
A gasp
No coscience

Vegetative state, an artistic interpretation.

The death of my father made me think for a long time on the intermediate stage of life, or better yet, on the thin line between life and death when our consciousness slowly slips into another unknown dimension.

But what happens when we no longer sense of ourself and consciousness abandon us?
And what happens when we become a body, our brain is damaged and science forces us to remain ‘alive‘?
The case of Eluana Englaro came back into my life like a bolt after some years.
And together, a wonderful book (now in my hands)Gli ultimi giorni di Eluana.
A book rich of passion, rigorous and timely full of humanity, to read and reread.

I’m making a series of watercolor drawings thinking of her, the death of my father, at what I think about my future death, my current life, and all the trauma that only now I’m reworking one year after the loss of my beloved father.

I work at night, often in a hypnotic state, in the silence of my study: the titles are almost poetic phrases that come to me as an experiment of surrealist automatic writing.
When I realized the drawing, it is as if many voices speaking to me, I represent what they suggested.
I had never tried a grip so total between the idea to make and his own creation.
It is so strange, as I represent the brain death, the persistent vegetative state, the melancholy of not being, the greater the power of colors and shapes.Here the first works.
Victor Hugo: “Dying is nothing; do not live is scary“.

A trace of herself

A trace of herself

The end is the beginning

The end is the beginning

let me go

let me go

Loving care

Loving care

The nourishment

The nourishment

Everything enters in me but I am not me.

Everything enters in me but I am not me.

I don't know to be a coral

I don’t know to be a coral

the infinite care

the infinite care

nourish the unconsciouness

nourish the unconsciouness

I cannot choose

I cannot choose

permanent condition

permanent condition

who are you who I am?

who are you who I am?

in corpore vili

in corpore vili

Non-animal Non-plant A skeleton Under the skin A gasp No coscience

Non-animal
Non-plant
A skeleton
Under the skin
A gasp
No coscience

What I was I'm not I will not be.

What I was
I’m not
I will not be.

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Stefania Morgante

Italian artist, original painter, sculptor and photographer, I have several experiences as a theatre editor, teacher of Drawing at school and advertising designer. - Connect with Stefania on Google+

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