The Word of The Founder
I’m a man old enough to have lived in an age of letter writing and telegraph but also young enough to have witnessed the furious acceleration of informatics technology and multimedia. In a short span of a few years, I have watched technological advance – stunning and rich in all its possibilities – dehumanize and de-naturalize the world, endangering both inner and outer habitat.
I saw my sons’ generation, being deprived - in the name of technical efficiency - of the tools of man-making: arts and humanities, a mental frame for listening, looking and reflecting, and even of the art of communication, without the support of social media.
Being a storyteller and humanist at heart, I began chasing the thread of childhood tales, from home and garden into distant lands and ages. This revealed, increasingly, the story-place-time factor as an exceptional bridge between imagination and the practical needs of a functional life. For my investigation, I could experiment with my own historic garden, RVS, near Rome, where my children grew up. Here, stories seemed to grow spontaneously among the shrubs and ruins, needing only a little hoeing, troweling and grafting.
I called this strange new work 'story-gardening'.
But the growth seemed random and chaotic and the dividing line between fable and fact, almost indistinguishable, prompting questions - from both children and adults - such as: “What is real?” “What is true?” " What is the difference between fact and fiction?” Continue reading.