Look me in the eyes

Everything rotates around the figure of the “red cube”, perfect geometric shape – in which every other shape can be inserted – of the primordial colour of passion and life. A container of the soul, suitable to welcome its every doubt, infinite necessity, unstoppable mutation such as the one of a doll with vitreous eyes, indispensable collective starting point to which overlaps – first willingly, then forcedly - the unstoppable becoming of the substance, in a probably perfect body. During the overtaking, what remains inside and what remains outside of the cube? What’s to win? What’s to lose?

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