MEDIATHEK

What’s left of Giovanni Boccaccio’s Decameron and its palpitating new european society? Death and dissipation, alternative lives and alternate loves, gentle ballads and vital poses, noble hearts and cold-blooded cynics. Our once enchanting world has become global, in aspect but not in spirit, because everything seems to have remained the same. Just refreshed and updated like a program with its neverending uploads. In uncertain times we continue to escape from reality, taking shelter in whatever way we can, in the easiest way provided us. In order to nurture our spirits and allow our senses to explode. The virtual component of reality has led to an expanded story, a version of ourselves and of our reality we at first seem to have more control over, while reality itself flees, it evades us so insidiously  that most of us no longer see a need for it at all. A neurotic focus on eternal youth and life on-line smooth over the lines of an aging population and ongoing unjust danger of death, food photography and the word organic helps us to forget the ongoing. Boccaccio’s stories do not help us to escape from the loops we currently find ourselves in : but we continue to tell ourselves, to « sell » ourselves, stories in order to move forwards, to keep going, where exactly we do not know, all of us exiles aware that we have no real place to escape to, within or without, the important thing is to keep moving.