Tutto passa,tutto resta

By Gabriella Salvaterra

Dramaturgical collaboration Miguel Jofrè Sarmiento

Technical direction Davide Sorlini

With Arianna Bartolucci, Simona Mazzanti, Claudio Ponzana, Gabriella Salvaterra, Angela Sparvieri, Davide Sorlini, Laura Torelli, Monica Varroni, Annalisa Zoffoli

Produced by SST Sense Specific Theatre / Artisti Drama

Have you ever seen a dog lift its snout into the air, flare its nostrils, searching for what we cannot see or hear? What does it find in the air?
Children playing in a park, a pot in a kitchen, voices, silences, something ancient arriving from afar. The dog senses and knows that everything is intertwined, united in a single form with connections invisible to us, or perhaps we simply lack the time or ability to perceive them. We are not isolated individuals, separate and different, but a single organism, pulsing in a symphony that has always been present, from before our arrival and continuing after our departure. Everything passes, everything remains.

A small, intimate journey in which to search for invisible connections, to lift our gaze and make space for listening — to see if I, if we, can feel that we are part of something much greater.

Everything Passes, Everything Remains is a journey in a natural environment, where the spectator becomes a traveler in a poetic immersive experience, which is intimate, personal, and unique for each individual traveler.

Artistic work in a natural environment
Nature is always already present, perfect and incredible in its imperfection, and always stronger and more surprising than my work. With Nature, one can only play, only listen, to try to understand how and where it allows us to position ourselves, what it allows us to do, and how to become its accomplices in the artistic creative process.

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In creations of this kind, one might feel a little “pushed” to return to being a child, something one doesn’t always feel like agreeing to, or to write, bear witness, leave a trace of who knows what to who knows whom; yet, even when one wants to resist this backward journey, the trap towards the black hole of memory that captures and ensnares you is inevitably there.

A magic trick, an old routine. A scent, an odor, a sound. This is the beauty of art in its relationship with the senses. Someone who has already seen some of these creations says: this time I won’t fall for it, it won’t fool me, I know what happens. And yet… Every time, in some corner of the labyrinth, at some moment, even while resisting, you get lost, you lose contact with full rationality and find yourself in a no man’s land, where you are alone, yes, alone to deal with memories of indecipherable contours that resurface… And when an art creation succeeds in doing this, for me, it has abundantly fulfilled its purpose.

Renzo Francabandera, paneacquaculture.it

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