It’s like I suddenly recognised myself: I am that woman looking out the window, scanning the landscape, the horizon, the future. Just like me, she is looking outside, and yet she sees herself. I can perceive in her the pain of my own vulnerability, of being deprived of my liberty and everyday life. The shock was stronger than looking at myself in a mirror.
Rosana Gornati, museum mediator
During the endless, more distressing time of the Coronavirus pandemic, we invited some of the storytellers with whom we have been working over the years to share with us short but intense texts around artworks which comforted them during lockdown, mirrored their anguish, yearning and uncertainty, but also helped them finding lost memories or looking to the future.
Ranging from an altarpiece dossal painted by the little-known artist Zanobi Rosi (1585/89 – post 1627) to a picture recently taken by Antonio Rovaldi in Staten Island as part of a project called “End. Words from the Margins, New York City, artworks once again show their potential to make room for our stories to be told, “illuminated”, redeemed from silence.
These short narrations were periodically published also in English on our Instagram and Facebook profiles.