the light of white pages


everyone is standing up.

the choir of good-mornings and then we start.

I open my new exercise book.

a strong feeling fills up my eyes and my heart: I want to 'soil' that whiteness!

because even now when I see a new white exercise book I feel the same feeling, the pleasure of the whiteness that captures light and reflects it just like the moon does, just like the stars do every night with their magic, mysterious light leading me through my most intimate times, between wake and sleep and then on and on until I plunge into the arms of the darkness.

I 'soiled', I filled those white pages, I turned light into volume.

I am still at my old desk and I am placing white pages on top of each other until they make up a wall.

mario nanni progettista