Gheroartè from you and me I would carry Mama, today I bring you, in fact I do lead by
Gheroartè . The name seems a
magic word, but it is a white image on a red background, above the entrance of this cultural association
Corsico.
Me and my friends have chosen this place for a musical event
, but that's another story.
There is a lovely pale sun, spring has arrived now.
We go into this space where
disturbing sculptures that tell stories emerge from the ground or resting on the concrete.
hanging from trees,
transparent threads that hold metal rings, cups, ribbons.
On the ground,
cubic metal imagine that bright at night.
And then the building. That seems an old converted church, but that perhaps is a former barn.
Creativity overflows from the walls, ceilings, emerge from the ground.
There is also the car of a train . Abandoned? Perhaps forgotten, but that is painted out periodically by various writers, and that is within perfectly preserved. From inside an igloo
glass bottles I do enchanted by a spectacular glass and colorful. Down at the bottom, other installations containing messages.
There are young people who work
, the operators of this beautiful place, which is a center of art next to the former station Corsico, the place for creative artists, musicians, artisans.
is worth a ride.
This, our little outing today.
But here we come back, I'm sure.
