Roma

We start from reading a book. We put it at the center and leave our creativity free as much as possible. The circle that surrounds the text collects our ideas, our creativity and releases artistic flows. The circle rotates vertiginously and harmonizes our angularities. Yes, we are edgy girls, we of this circle, or rather, we have many desires under our skin that, sometimes, also thanks to the circle, we can tell. Our circle is made up of us trans girls who gather in one of the most closed places in the world, a prison. Under tons of concrete and iron we are a small spark that lights a creative fire that warms us, lifts us up, to the point of making us fly towards unexpected or only dreamed of shores, where there is nothing that forces us and closes us and from up there, we see others’ circles. Anew opening idea! And if we opened our circle to another circle nearby, and then to another and yet another…. There are circles of Pre-Texts all over the world and in very different contexts, artistic expressions that emanate from cultures of all kinds. What if we communicated with other circles, even at a distance, even ideally? Galaxies of circles would be created! After all, even Stonehenge was ideally connected to other circles of monoliths, with a celestial connection! There is something in that constellation of Pleiades to which various works of man on earth have been aligned. Flows of energy, perhaps, creative energy, however generative. And here, in this small prison, we trans girls live in a small department called Orione. In a theater show we were little stars, Pleiades too. We too, with a galactic attitude, through our artistic experiences make a timeless, poetic and literary, expressive, pictorial, wonderfully free journey on board our circle which is now a flying saucer, unique in the world for us trans-galactic explorers.