VE-CONTEMP
ART
LUCIA ARES
This is my signature. It was carved into my skin just a couple of days after my grandfather died. I was only nine months old and was not aware that we were at my grandmother's house accompanying her in mourning. As I lay on a bed, with the intrepid attitude typical of babies, I decided to grab and pull a cable. It was the cable of a halogen lamp (like a sculpture in the shape of a motorcycle) that fell on my forehead, forming a burn that will be with me until the end of my time. I have never liked signing my paintings. Adding a text does not seem graphically consistent with my line of work, so one fine day I thought of vectorizing my scar and thus creating a stamp. A short story of how an accident becomes part of you, as it happens in other aspects of life.
