DROME 17 – TIME
DROME magazine n. 17 – the TIME issue
cover: Nathalie Daoust
CHRISTIAN BOLTANSKI / FIONA TAN / URS LÜTHI / LÉOPOLD RABUS
ED TEMPLETON / GIUSEPPE GABELLONE / MELVINS / MAARTEN BAAS
ADELINE ANDRÉ / M+F GIBRAUD / DAVID CLAERBOUT / HORIYOSHI III
:: PRÉLUDE ::
For quite a long time, skulls and skeletons have imperiously dominated our cross-border journeys between art, communication, music, fashion and design: the counter-culture, which becomes culture and mirror of the taste of the masses, transforms such subjects into the – brrrrr – pinko bags of the Noughties. On the wave of such trend, a Paris exhibition on the theme of vanitas currently hosted in the Musée Maillol, and in which Italy has also had a hand, celebrates such overflowing iconography with an ultimate best of that spans centuries and aesthetic forms.
“If no one asks me, I know; if I want to explain it to someone, I do not know”. That’s how Saint Augustine, in his Confessions, reveals his bewilderment towards the mystery of Time. And we can’t blame him! Time tends to no-being, because if it’s past, then it is that which is no more and at best it can be just memory; if it’s future, it is that which is not yet, it is uncertainty, expectation; and if it’s present…, just the time to say it and it is already passed. The more you grow up, and you think to do things in a better way, to be able to master your time, the more you experience a reduction of your future and an accumulation of your past.
If time, unlike the postman, never rings twice, on these pages you will grasp the thrills, the traces of utopias, the simply brilliant ideas that we have gathered together in order to translate the spirit of our time. And since we do not have a sense of proportion – it is common knowledge now -, for you a sweet and reckless Spring with the longest and largest of all DROME magazines, which rules the time, and where we have intercepted possible new scenarios, switching of thoughts, while the common interpretative categories begin to tremble as they can no longer read the reality, thus even an oracle might turn out to be helpful. We are your clock, but as in Joyce, we are not a mere piece of furniture and stop, we do not give just a tone to your studio, indeed we offer the radiant power of a third eye in order to peer through the darkness of our times.
Last but not least, a personal note, which sadly deals with the current theme and whose importance exceeds all the things I have told you so far.
With his immeasurable intelligence and cheerful gracefulness, he had urged us towards the king of all issues, the one focused on the taboo theme par excellence: Death, precisely, which contains all the times. Time has arrived first, taking with it the end of days. Our Uccio, with his works as architect-urban planner-writer-melomaniac, had to take leave of DROME and of all the rest. If what you find on page 102, it’s his last article for us, indeed, every single page of this issue has found a sense whilst thinking of him. And I would not be surprised if he should keep on inspiring and exhorting us to proceed on the incredible path we had embarked upon.