Isterofimia

ISTEROFIMIA

The Exhibition “ISTEROFIMIA”, curated by 999Gallery
What you see are missing persons.
On the right is a hole, on the left the absent ones.
In the anteroom is you and in the bathroom is the artist.
If you go out, you disappear.
This is an installation, not an exhibition of works. It is on this infrastructure of thought that Borondo has decided to use his scratches to push us into the depths of his reflections. Scratching the surface to make the subjects appear, this subtraction that you see, she is the protagonist of the creative process that allows ideas to become matter. This inverted mode is the road Borondo takes to disturb our beliefs, about life as about art.
Isterofimia is a Greek term, in Italian we translate it: posthumous fame. The French translate it: immortality. Wanting to be remembered is a human ambition, it is part of us, it is in our nature to nurture the hope of leaving a mark, but these portraits you see are of those who did not seek fame, they are of those who fled it with a real, concrete and circumstantial choice: I disappear today. These disappeared subjects, these souls fading into the depths of history, you can find them caught between life and death.
Remembering and disappearing to get away from the present. Living ambiguously between the need to remember and the constant desire to have no past, to escape from time

It is the fatal attraction for the disappeared, all the disappeared, with the weight of their absence that the author relies on to reason and make us reason about the necessity of witnessing the human condition. Words such as absence, disappearance, immortality, lack and memory echo in the spaces on which Borondo’s work opens up. Everything makes us think that to exist you have to have a witness, you have to be looked at; it is the portrait that has always achieved the aim of projecting the individual beyond the ephemeral existence in time.
I think of the disappeared and feel a kind of latent envy for their plight because I often want to disappear. At the same time I want to remember them to exorcise the awareness of having to disappear.
All this work is a tribute to those who have escaped from life, run away by chance or by will. Just as the great had their portraits taken, so Borondo consigns the disappeared to posterity, immortalising them in an everlasting memory and highlighting their condition: a condition of incomplete, rarefied absence. Unlike the dead, they also leave an unfathomable mystery. Fascinated by their ethereal condition, a presence/non-presence, the painter makes the disappeared appear.
Borondo lives in the constant tension between wanting to disappear and having to be there.

Disappearing, to rise lonely in opposition to the need for hysterophimia that permeates the contemporary world, victim of a constant desire to appear, lubricated by social networks. To be there, as an indispensable condition for the status of artist, a protagonist in the same society that wants to escape.
What you see are missing people.
On the right there is a hole, on the left the absent ones.
In the anteroom is you and in the bathroom is the artist.
If you go out, you disappear.
Simone Pallotta and Borondo.