Mina Ferma e Composta - Azioni Catartiche

You know Mina.
You've seen her in Awakening, she's been helping out a lot to keep the blog together, tumblr wise. 
She is a cool kid, always working on something interesting, from home made t-shirts to art projects. And there is a project going on since the last couple of years, "Azioni Catartiche".
Body art with a technology twist to it, divided in acts (two, for now), black and white self portraits with organic texture.
So here is her work, out twist to it, answered (or not) questions, (unwritten) to-do list.

Thesselle: Where did you study?
Mina Ferma e Composta: Art School "Andrea Sabatini" (Salerno). Actually in Politecnico di Milano.



T: What is your occupation at the moment?
M: Fighting boredom.

T: What do you usually drink?
M: White russian.


T: Did you have a trauma?
M:  ...

T: What is it your addiction?
M: cigarettes and trichlorethylene.


T: Your favorite place?
M: None

T: A song suggestion?
M: The XX, Client, Aucan, Cristal fighters, Have a nice life, New candys, Verdena, Marie antoinette, I Cani 
(last months playlist).

T: A song that really turns you off?
M: "Fa-fa-fa" from Datarock (way to many suffering awakenings)

T: The most relevant book you read in the last year?
M: "Invisible monsters" from Palahniuk and "Elogio della disarmonia" from Dorfles.



T: Sweet or salty?
M: Salty


Mina's 10 things-to-do list:
Never had it. Just the thought of having one would cause way to much anxiety. In the priorities there certainly 
is to create a Third Act, move in another city and start over.


Here her Tumblr, with suggestions and inspiration.


more photo and italian after the jump
altre foto e in italiano dopo il salto

Marina's Sketchbook

We're always interested in other people's projects.

It's almost an obsession, it's all about "who did what, how interesting, is it relevant or not". It's that feeling of respect/envy for those who are capable of something dazzling, whether they are or are not "competitors". We sensed that strongly in Four Lines, so we decided to accept those feelings and make it a healthy habit. Online we can find tons of interesting material, but it seems to be impossible to know something about the person behind the work, as if it was a picture with no credits. The undergrowth of creatives who feed this infinity of links is what we're looking foward to know, little by little. 

So we asked Marina to send us her drawings, answer questions, write her to-do list.

Thesselle: Where did you study?
Marina: I graduated in Communication's Design from Politecnico di Milano, with a european exchange in France that has been kind of a turnover in terms of life changing experience. After graduating I got into a type design course and that's what I would like to do for now.

T: What is your occupation at the moment?

M: I'm working in a graphic design studio in Milan. I do a little bit of everything, the most interesting thing is probably tha packaging.

T: What do you usually drink?

M: analcoholic, water and coffee. Alcoholic, I passionately go for white wine and vodkalemon.

T: Did you have a trauma?

M: I don't think so. I can't stand the blood view, but i don't know if is it based n a trauma.

T: What is it your addiction?

M: If you mean that as a drug, it's the opinion (and approval) of those who I care about.

more and italian after the jump

Runaway

we want run away in late night, without being discovered

The one thing you can't get out of severe parents: the opportunity to 

sneak out at night. 

There is no thrill, you're just going to say "coming back late tonight" while rushing out of the front door. Curfew would be avoided by the tutor's deep sleep and the ability to shamelessly lie the morning after. What would have been interesting to do is pretend to go to sleep, wait until the last light is out and then theatrically sidle down the window or just sneak out the front door, towards the night. 

The unknown night, that something out of the ordinary, boring every day life, the never ending routine that keeps you trapped in anxiety, in week plans, in a severe parental control. To have a time to be the person you're not during the day, a space far from those eyes you can't disappoint, feel the adrenaline in your blood just imagining your father waking up and for no apparent reason checking if you're sleeping. 

When your parents treat you as an adult since you become a teenager it ends up there's no need for that to happen. You don't have rules to break, so you don't really get feel like putting up a riot, because you might have nothing to stand against.

In italian and more photo after the jump

kids

After writing about it, the “list of stuff to do” has been hunting us. Determined to appear in every conversation, even just to be mentioned, it has been bouncing between the two of us for days, in need to be vented, butchered and revolted in real life, just like a dream keeps coming back until you face it in reality.

So we decided to incorporate, every now and then, some space for it, defining the voices, those fatidic things, the stuff to do before the years pass by leaving no notice.

So this time we will talk about

- skating

Not that we never actually got on a plank. I guess we could say we wanted to go deeper, we wanted to be one of these kids who grinds and does tricks but we were lazy. 

We still are.

Plus, you need to get over the fear of falling. Because if you want to be good at it, you will leave elbows and knees on the ground, or at least the skin upon them. The asphalt dig trough your flesh aiming for the joints if you're determined to become a pro. You know you are one when the crusts get better.

But most of the people doesn't put enough effort and gives up, just for the fear of falling. Of being hurt, even if it's only superficial.

In fact, we've been sitting on the ground all afternoon, taking picture of those who are willing to be hurt, in front of the central station. We are perfectly aware of the fact that we're not gonna pursuit skating, not today, not tomorrow.

So we're just gonna draw a line on this voice.

in Italian after the jump:

project

Being young equals being bored.
It's algebraic.


You don't ever have enough money or drive or fucus to actually do anything in the long list of "stuff you wanna do".
I't in between the twelve and the thirty-something years old, and after that you realize those which should have been your best years just passed by, without any attempt to draw a line on whatever on that damn list.


T H E   L I S T   O F   S T U F F   T O   D O


- Like, food fight.
- Like, mad trips toward no clear destination.
- Like,  bungee jumping.


we chose to draw a line on:
- pass more time in front of the computer (cause it just wasn't enough)


and also:
- stop judging if you can't prove all your being like "I would have done it a lot better"


and actually show the world that maybe it's not all that better, but at least it's interesting.


Or, we hope so.


in italian after the jump.