<<<<<Part 7 - The mirror of a sick mind - message in a bottle

After a period of tramping around various Italian cities and the time spent living on the streets of Paris, I was interned in a psychiatric hospital. Oddly, in an obsessive manner, I kept filling plastic bottles with water and bits of paper, flowers, cigarette butts. I later realized that these strange "ready mades" represented perfectly my mental dimension during that period. They were the mirrors of my mind. Some time later I took photos of them and found the results quite interesting and particular.

a - installation
b - C_Print
c - ready-Made/installation