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The edition of the MediterrArt exhibition in Umbria reawakens one of the most stunning and original achievements born from a collaboration between Catalan and Italian organisations for the management of territories and the naturally protected environment. The remarkable pieces of artwork inspired by the nature and landscape of Montefalco – themselves a deep expression of the culture and intelligence of a community – compliment and enrich those already gathered in other spectacular areas of Italy – Cinque Terre, Maremma, and Alghero. Once more, we may draw inspiration from art, through the artist’s eyes, to promote discovery of both self and the more meaningful and diverse aspects of our lives, and we may be inspired by art that evokes emotions and sensations originating from the characteristics and qualities of the region. On behalf of Federparchi, I would like to express sincere thanks to all those who have taken a leading role in this project: to the artists for their generosity and to the organisers from Barcelona Provincial Council, Legambiente, and Symbola for their passion and expertise. Special thanks must go to Valentino Valentini, Mayor of Montefalco, and to Marco Caprai, who sought to unite forces in this venture, which, founded on the concept of natural parks, demonstrates its worth by incorporating other regions where artists’ work has harmonized with nature to produce unparalleled results. Mediterranean and Art. It all started with the innovative experience of Valgrassa Centre in the Garraf Park, where art, its language and its players, became a common tool to understand and learn about landscape and nature’s shapes, colours and patterns. Art as a chance to build one’s individual, unique and new empathize with a place. From here, the Barcelona Province, Federparchi, Legambiente and then Symbola – the Foundation for Italian Quality – decided to work together. Their idea was to join cultural and political activities. Thus, politics is shaken by a cultural and artistic dimension, which shows different levels, elements and perspectives that must be perceived and arranged. Mediterrart started its journey to Montefalco, located in the amazing Umbro Valley, the “heart of Italy”. Catalans’ artworks, which were able to capture some of the most suggestive location’s distinctive atmosphere, will be preserved in this place. So it's no surprise that Symbola organizes its summer seminars in this region, and that Catalan artists were hosted here for a tasting, sniffing and exploration stay. For this reason, I would like to thank all Symbola’s friends, who made this Medditerrart edition possible. In particular, once again Marco Caprai and his family were generous and warm hosts. Matteo Fusilli Symbola Secretary-General Fabio Renzi President of the Italian Federation of Parks and Nature Reserves JORDI CALAFELL Was born on 10 January 1953 in the Clot district of Barcelona. He now lives and works in the town of Cardedeu, Barcelona. Interdisciplinary artist and researcher. Self-taught. Teacher of drawing, painting and engraving. Over his long career he has shown his work in Catalonia, Spain, France, Italy, Japan and Sweden. He has taken part in the following art fairs: Arco, Bari, Basel, Barcelona, Bologna and London. He belonged to the collective “Esclat Gris-80” and was director and coordinator of the Artual Art Space in Barcelona. He has published three books of poetry: Constructora de somnis, La mà a l´ombra and El Sot de l´Om. Editor of the graphic work collection Petjades d´Art. He was a director of the Besllum Cultural Association. He is currently codirector of the “Cardedeu amb l’Art Vigent” project and artistic director of the Vallgrassa, Experimental Arts Centre in the Parc del Garraf. Barcelona 1961. BA in History (UAB, 1984). A self-taught photographer, he has exhibited regularly in Barcelona since 1991. His work focuses on memory and can be found in public and private collections. Montefalco, Umbria. Seven days of magnificent experiences and a true luxury for the senses. The result is the present work. Benozzo Gozzoli’s frescoes, a stolen fragment, a foot in the door of photographic and pictorial space. Sagrantino, like a cloud that constantly waters the territory with celebration and happiness. Little hot suns, travellers, carriers of dreams. The light. The roads that have united people and peoples with the passage of time. Places, all of them, of great beauty. And all the good people I have met; cordial, warm, welcoming. The final result, a window open to different interpretations as I think all works of art should be. Left open to be finished by the spectator. We have come from Montefalco to dine at Bevagna. We are at the heart of what was the Roman theatre. At the table, all seven of us are seated with our hosts. Outside, under millions of stars that no longer exist, are the vineyards and olive trees. We entered Montefalco the day before yesterday, in the afternoon, by Via Giuseppe Verdi. To the left there was that ancient wall. I imagine a pilgrim, entering Montefalco from the south, like me. And just like me so many times, he is a little lost, going from the Colle di Santa Maria Del Paradiso to the Colle di Santa Maria Del Bottagio, nowadays the Via Giuseppe Verdi. Thirsty, with dusty feet from the dirt of the road, exhausted even before entering the town and seeing that long wall, full of covered doors and windows, premonitions of his immediate future, a metaphor for the uselessness of his efforts. To my right is Favio: Italy, sit down meals, the finite infinity of Leopardi. To the left is Benet –with those little eyes– and he tells me: “He is a cultured man”. Leopardi is good at living and Friedrich is good at dying. But… that great igloo of Mario Merz that I saw years ago in Barcelona, all made of windows sharpened like knives and held up by hundreds of lizards... Between myself and the walled up archway is Matteo, who is telling us Italian stories with a swindler's face. A football game between Naples and Verona? The pilgrim, a wreck, passing by like a materialised exhalation before all those stones, all of him the colour of the wall and as thin as he is now, without being seen by anyone, glimpsing the most terrible of truths. He is nearing the end of his rope and possesses that determination that is only shared by those who have left the universe behind. Venerating the mortal remains of a saint kept at the Church of Saint Augustine. The most terrible of truths... It was a very risky game. The Naples football fans were always well-behaved, making murmurs at best. The most terrible of truths: find yourself locked in the church and the next day the sacristan finds you with rigour mortis, sitting on the stones of the door in a sleeping vigil. Burial in the grave and returned to the church door without the resurrection of a flesh that is already too thin. One hundred years of punishment upon the bell tower and not a sign of decay. Finally, exposed in the display alongside the Illuminata Chiarella. Quite a journey. “Si dice, che qualcuno abbia ottenuto delle Grazzie... ma niente di ufficiale e di autorizzato dalla Chiesa”. Where’s your miracle? ALL THE HIERARCHIES ARE CYNICAL CHEATERS OF THE POOR! At just the right moment, a great poster to Saint Paul appears: GIULIETTA È ‘NA ZOCCOLA! Now with our coffee in hand, we all break into laughter. ENGLISH JORDI ALIGUÉ Nace en el año 1955 en Granollers (Barcelona). Pintor. Artista conceptual en sus inicios; durante su larga trayectoria ha mostrado su obra en Cataluña, España, Francia, Holanda, Inglaterra, Japón y Nueva York. M t edi errA C o p y ri rt - g h t 2 007 XAVIER MARISTANY XAVIER MARISTANY Fette di artisti al Sagrantino - 2007 di Me ter rArt y ri g h t - Cop 2 007 BENET ROSSELL ESTER XARGAY BENET ROSSELL ”Fui pronto a tutte le partenze” Vídeo - 5:29 minuts ESTER XARGAY ”A les estovalles!” Vídeo - 12:49 minuts