Description

Antoine d’Agata – Corpus
Publisher: Andre Frere Editions, 2018
Softcover, 64 pages, French
Size: 21x14cm
New in seal

This small opus of 64 pages composed solely of photographs by Antoine d’Agata taken in the Pô plain, could accompany or illustrate Christine Delory-Momberger’s book “Le geste d’Agata” published in February 2017 by AF Éditions.

The lives of A and his characters are these bumpy, chaotic and tightrope paths, which are only experienced on the edge of the void.
They meet, embrace and hurt each other in their permanent exile.
Their meaning perhaps lies in wandering, beyond oneself, beyond bodies, the exhaustion of desire. An extreme experience of freedom. It is then obvious that the road, this non-place, at each terminal turned towards elsewhere, becomes the time of a journey, the pathetic theater of life. A enters the dance, with no other choice than his own dissolution, his own breakup, along the highway. It carries with it scraps of reminiscences, unhealthy fears. Of its history, like the road, only words and images remain, carried away by the traffic, the great incessant flow, the eternal spiral. – Jean-Baptiste Del Amo.

May 2014: Italian border / Passo della Morte / Source of the Po / Over France and Italy, the sun goes down…
A pile of rocks and bushes, just one; a pile of earth, with peaks, hollows, curves…
Opposite the mountain, the step of death, the jump of Death. P.P.P.
/ A: Unni cci persi i scarpi u signuri…
The world opens to me in a breath. My body swings in the void. I am where I want to be. Still image. Don’t fall. Think about your insides. Approach my lips. It will be like giving up a vice, seeing a dead face resurface in the mirror, listening to closed lips. We will descend into the abyss, silent. I see his face again. Taste of blood in the mouth. There, the river is born which purifies men from death. The mountain melts into the red air.
The smell of meat never leaves me. He is there, who cried for me, or because of me. – Anthony d’Agata