Digital, HD
Filmon has lived in Bologna for half of his life, studying political science, playing baseball in a team of visually impaired athletes and moving around the city’s arcades, squares and historic buildings with ease. Filmon does not think of the city as a map seen from above, his city expands from under his feet, widens like a star, always passing through the same points, unwinding in the smallest details of an endless ribbon, a maze of possible pathways recognized by touch and hearing. The urban tangle is domesticated by the physical action of walking, one day with a snappy body and another with a tired body, sitting on the fresh stones of the Public Library in the summer heat, locating a scent of warm lard in the still air of the autumn gouache or following the pungent smell of the detergent that dries along the streets in the spring breeze.