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Walter Guadagnini
GIORGIO VALVASSORI
“In an age plastered with imagery, I want to raise questions about the many meanings of the work of art, about need, about precariousness. About the countering of light-heavy, formal-informal, hard-soft, reflection-intuition. Resting one’s gaze also means letting oneself go between two extremes.” These were Giorgio Valvassori’s closing words in an interview with Laura Safred, a dialogue used to introduce that which to this day constituted his most important and complex exhibiting experience: a series of five exhibitions held in various spaces in Friuli and Slovenia between 2002 and 2003. Thus it was a multistage retrospective exhibition, his own career revisited not only through the works but also through the places that over the years have seen those works grow and develop, that have played a role in their aspect as well as providing the reasons for their existence. This was a somewhat anomalous, curious yet courageous project, in which the individuality of the artist had the upper hand on that of the exhibition spaces, yet which was in turn obscured by the diffusion of the work, by its journey through time and space which seemed to belittle the personality of the artist himself, taking centre stage and stating its own existence here and now (yet at the same time there and elsewhere) as necessary form, matter and thought, and as such, divorced from the original moment of its creation.
Valvassori is not an artist willing to make concessions over his work just to open doors, to satisfy a thirst for recognition which might guarantee his acceptance insofar as it would entail his art more or less consciously turning into a profession. This may be seen not only in his life and career choices, but most of all in his creative behaviour, his rejection of a single, stylistic hallmark, and his ongoing pilgrimage between the various suggestions of the outside world which are all translated into unique works and shows, each one enclosed within itself and able to occupy a period of reflection and action. It is for this reason that Valvassori is so hung up on exhibition spaces, and it is for this reason that each of his shows has a particular meaning which goes far beyond the mere display of a recently produced work.
And so, also the current exhibition at the Museo Revoltella is to be considered as a one-off, as a self-defined project with its own special identity which – while forming part of a continuum stretching over the last 30 years – has its own tone and its own body different from any other (albeit no less important) experiences. Thinking of the work, the exhibition and the location are all bound up in the same process as far as Valvassori is concerned. Thinking of these three elements also means thinking of the dialogue that takes place between them, of the ongoing, endless link between the single work and the entire exhibition, or between the location and the works. This is done with a view to searching out a synthesis capable not so much of reconciling opposites, but to highlight the different stages of the dialogue and to give a voice to the single elements. The reference to the opposition of different states of mind, of shape or matter is thus of the utmost importance, especially if we consider this as a starting point and not a final goal; as a basic operating requirement, as a key to understanding not the work itself but the components that make up the entire exhibition, that place in which the opposites are led back towards a complex state of unity. In this case, it is the very evidence of the single elements that backs up this hypothesis: not only do different sculptures and different materials share the same spaces but also two different moments of the creative experience: that of the initial drawings and that of the finished work (if this term still makes any sense today), the project and its putting into practice, the two-dimensional form and that in space, the falseness of the surface and the realness of volume.
Without one having the better of the other, without the spectator interpreting one as merely preparatory to the other (or vice versa), but rather making sure that the two moments reflect each other, measure up to each other, creating an uninterrupted circuit of sense between one language and another. The metaphor here of the continuous crossing of boundaries, frontiers is all too easy to spot, given the place in which the exhibition takes place and where the artist has spent his own life. And yet this would seem to be the image best suited to describe the underlying essence of this occasion, in which the border is clearly that of the disciplines, of the working methods. (Although we should not underestimate the fact that the sheets belong to very different periods in Valvassori’s history, and thus we find ourselves faced with a sense of temporal trespass, brought home particularly by the sculptures which by contrast all date to the last two years of the artist’s work…) Once again, we are dealing with dialectics: one over here and one over there, yet in the end the distinction disappears, or rather the differences and the identities remain. However, this does not imply a closure, but simply the desire to cross over.
Now, if it is true as the ancient masters would say that the drawing withholds the very first idea of the work in nuce, it is only right to investigate just how much of that idea may be found in the sheets on display here, which date back as far as the early ‘80s and go right up to the present day. The first element that comes to light on examination of the sheets is the progressive transformation of the drawing from a clearly planning approach to a deeper level of the creative process, which entails an alteration in the pencil stroke itself. In fact, while the early sheets show the desire to treat the folio as a space in which to voice the full elaboration of the form – also in technical terms – the more recent ones, on the other hand, are characterised by their air of travel notes, of an immediate extension of the shape as thought, destined to achieve its greatest expression only during the production of the work itself, only in the concrete incarnation of the object, the sculpture or the installation. This becomes evident following the passage from the analytical precision of the drawings relative, say, to the 1981 work “Annunciazione” (a genuine preparatory study in the style of the ancient artists) or to the 1979 work “Pelle d'orso” (in which even the mechanisms of stasis in the work provide the basis for a graphic tour de force on the themes of the hook, the knot and the tension that comes into play in this particular physical situation) up to the deliberate fragmentation and approximation of the more recent papers. Here, not only is the stroke shortened, but the details are lost in a continuum of merely hinted forms, of syntheses of shapes, as if his expressive urge were inducing Valvassori to make use of form in its most unforeseeable and least compromising variants. In other words, as the relationship with the space and the location of the event grows stronger, it is as if drawing becomes the notebook on which the thoughts are impressed, even more than the forms or the motivations underlying a technique that, despite this, maintains its role in centre stage, albeit a role deferred to the moment of production (which is often also a ‘staging’) of the finished work. It is no mere coincidence that some of the most important sheets are those concerning entire installation projects, in a manner that makes the variant the dominant theme of the drawing. The virtual space of the folio is doubled by the drawn space of the room, in a sort of sequence that serves to sound out the solidity of the space and its nature. This is not so much a question of planning, but of imagining various possibilities through a composition of signs that may even become a genuine form of writing in its own right, reinforcing the idea of the diary, the notebook, mentioned before.
Thus, once again, Valvassori sees the whole work in its entirety like a path leading from beginning to end across various stages of experience. This is a path that unfolds along the thin yet highly resistant line of the dialogue between the approach towards and the essence of the method, of the transformation of the image into something else, of the triggering of a series of relationships that are established as soon as the first stroke is placed on the blank page. Because in the end, it is always a matter of images, of figures moving from reality and back, albeit through various surprising stages of material and conceptual metamorphosis. These are of course images and figures that belong to Valvassori’s own personal baggage as well as to the collective baggage of his potential spectators: from the wing to the well, from the tree to the human figure, from the labyrinth to the cage. The artist makes use of easily recognisable image-forms that belong to the community, not just to the individual. It is the slight shifts in meaning, the accentuation or the elusion, the couplings or the materials themselves that transform that image, that form into something else, which force the spectator to stop and rest his gaze, to let himself be carried away by the game of associations and deviations, of hints and suggestions. I believe it is no chance that Valvassori wanted to focus the current exhibition (apart from on his drawings) on two images such as those of the labyrinth and the acrobat walking along a tightrope. These two images share three underlying factors: that of movement (the acrobat walks, and to get out of the maze one must travel along a path; the difference lies in the precise and predetermined direction taken by the former and in the randomness of the latter); that of risk, of the unforeseeability of the outcome (one watches the acrobat with bated breath, and one moves through the maze without knowing whether one will find the way out); lastly, the sense of vertigo that these two situations share. A bit like in the drawings, a bit like in the lead shapes, the artist and the spectator find themselves sharing a deliberately ambiguous situation, an endless test of the reality of that which is being seen and that which is being done, where creating a work means putting it to work and not simply elaborating a form, in a constant and deliberate reference to the rhythms and ways in which time goes by, both that of nature and that of the mind. Putting it to work because, as Valvassori himself claims, “once the work is finished and put on display, it becomes self-sufficient. It does not identify the artist with a particular style, a way of working or a technique, but acquires its own autonomy, its own character, a sense of objectivity which does not reveal the subjectivity of the artist”. Who might be closed off inside his studio, plotting lines across a blank page, or lost within a labyrinth (in which it is not even clear how he managed to enter), or he might even be poised on a wire, suspended between heaven and earth…