Hot Zone
The discovery of the brain area where dreams are generated is relatively recent; it is located precisely above the nape and is called the “hot zone”. Hot Zone documents the unfolding of a lucid dream, placing the viewer in the balance between fiction and reality, in which photography becomes proof of its existence.
I started this new work at a complicated time in my life, at the end of 2019, I was suffering from insomnia, and I was very anxious about the future, the fate of human beings and the environment, seriously compromised. Dreams began to merge with reality, becoming images. From that moment, my obsession was to reproduce what I saw during my sleeping hours, noting details and trying to recreate them visually.
The images on a subconscious layer are transformed into a visual journey in which visions, flashbacks and hallucinations connect, giving rise to new space-time dimensions and psychedelic worlds. The relationship between landscape and nature is complex: real places have been altered through digital painting interventions. They seem to come from alien planets, taking on unusual colours and becoming a mirror of human tension towards the future of the Earth.
Beauty hides restlessness: “I had a dream, which was not all a dream.” – Lord Byron.
I started this new work at a complicated time in my life, at the end of 2019, I was suffering from insomnia, and I was very anxious about the future, the fate of human beings and the environment, seriously compromised. Dreams began to merge with reality, becoming images. From that moment, my obsession was to reproduce what I saw during my sleeping hours, noting details and trying to recreate them visually.
The images on a subconscious layer are transformed into a visual journey in which visions, flashbacks and hallucinations connect, giving rise to new space-time dimensions and psychedelic worlds. The relationship between landscape and nature is complex: real places have been altered through digital painting interventions. They seem to come from alien planets, taking on unusual colours and becoming a mirror of human tension towards the future of the Earth.
Beauty hides restlessness: “I had a dream, which was not all a dream.” – Lord Byron.