Corrado Bonomi
09/02/199002/05/1989 - 10/06/1989
Sede della Regione Piemonte - Torino
by Massimo Melotti
Imperceptibly, as always happens when we experience a phenomenon of change, our way of perceiving and then of understanding changes. It changes even more today., Passing on the skin, in the society of communication where the "privileged" language has been lost and where common and ultimately insignificant languages rage in a new babel. If this is the sign of the times today, the problem arises even more for those who make expressive language their weapon in an eternal balance or imbalance between idea and aesthetics. In the world of mass messages, the artist, in fact a loser, runs the risk of suffocation, so great is the overlapping of the messages, so violent and sudden is the consumption of these.
There is only the challenge: in attempting even more violent expressive models or along roads in which the intertwining of the proposed signals leads us back to "vertigo" in the meaning given by Caillois, to seduction, to the discovery of intrigue or mystery that hides the work of art. Artists such as Damien Hirst, Kiki Smith or Paul McCarthy, to name a few, are the most current examples; for others, which can be ascribed to the same tendency, the game of language seduction becomes more complex and subtle, often masked by the pleasure of misunderstanding or the recovery of childhood worlds or lucid complacencies. In this sense, among Italian artists Corrado Bonomi tries his own representation through images of the world that we perceive today: a world reinvented but, at the same time, truthful, made of consumables, signals, trivially daily codes like a train timetable. The estrangement is the basic code of Bonomi's art. Through it you enter the game of linguistic references.
When the representation of the train takes us back to the world of children, we discover a new and subsequent code, highlighted by the reading of stops and stations; and, then again, becoming aware of it, the artist reserves the surprise of the possibility of a decomposition and reconstruction of the work in its elements: so much as to call everything into question. Where it presents us with the pleasant composition of an oversized flower, it reveals its essence: a set of parts of artifacts used daily to give it an illusory and artificial life. After all, what we live daily as nature.