NOTES

+ The veil incites by itself the violation of the secret which it hides, pushing us, leaving us only a glimps of the truth which it hides, it call to us

+ It is the vision beyond the veil that binds me, the veil represents a cloak whose implicit quality is transparent,
the violation of the hidden...unveiled, but the truth that we seek on the other side is never true consolation,
never a truth that displays our desire: but rather sheds light on it, lighting the desire from beyond, there is no sense of false truths on the other side but the opening of a chasm, and it is for this that one loves the surface of the veil itself so much (when it is truly a cloak)

+ When it is truly a cloak, it represents a soft and comfortable surface of daily routine in which we all live...

+ I am not speaking of a superficial bourgeois, rather a superficial prophylactic or condom

+ Behind the veil we have hidden the principle motors...

+ What moves us? What operates in our envelope? If I over take the Psyche what will I find? Who is beyond the veil, beyond my veil?

+ Once again I find myself among ghosts and yet again I am amazed by how concrete they are, even if only from the corner of my eye they are concrete, they look like me...

+ Once again I will refuse myself seeking a rational explanation agitating the actors of the scene, I know that it is beautiful and that it has only one reason for being.

+ Othello, Desdemona and Jago are the operators and the operated of a tale whose simplicity is melting, it fascinates me as our ingenuity punctually reawakens to the comparison of these personalities...

+ Everything is moved by Eros, everything is only sexual rawness, before this foolish motor, immense structures collapse, our purity undoes itself and we are capable of failing our fundamental principles, nothing escapes this force and he who held firmly to the rock of his principles escapes deeply wounded and full of doubt

+ The secret of an immense story like this one is banal (?) (!)

+ As if it were directed curses come to my mind often, I don’t know why...

+ In our case Othello swerves from jealousy as anterior sentiment, toward the doubt of very identity in relation to this sentiment, so that he is forced to doubt that which he believes in order to be himself.

+ Othello perceives that his whole fucking dick plunders from a fundamental liberty that is...

+ The trap is the key to everything...it always appears to be the memory of a dream that explains the truth to me, but that I have never dreamt

+ The trap functions also as a dramaturgic resource...

+ In the video everything must seem like the confirmation of illusion...

+ In the video I always see the materialisation of a light scene-o-graphic software concept ...

+ The video being used this way has the power to make us travel through space, somewhat like the old fashioned backdrops, but using a form of illusion that is better for us...