KINTSUGI – beautiful and imperfect
KINTSUGI
this strange name…
it took me a while to remind me that and at first I didn’t know what the hell it was, in words,
but in images, yes,I did!
Japan has a phenomenal pottery culture,
they love it, they adore it, ceramics are the heart of many historical rituals, such as the tea one for example,
but you know… sometimes things fall and ceramics break
into a thousand pieces
some big and millions small ones
Japanese people, then, take the big ones and let the rest go,
they line them up and pour gold in the middle in order to weld pieces together
a trauma destroys everything
unnecessary dust is blown away
flows of gold close the scars
and pottery now is even more beautiful than before
damn prettier than before
and more precious, much more precious
and unique, inimitable
you can try to break a thousand of the same bowls, but they will never break in the same way
here, the fall that shattered the ceramics, is also that one that created
the space for the gold casting
the space was not there before
it was a ceramic like any others, anonymous, replicable, normal
now it is wonderful, unique, precious
thanks to that fall and the chance to see the collateral beauty hidden inside the traumatic event
there is always that chance
there is always resilience somewhere
there is always the Kintsugi
with love, but always irreverent
