Enrico Boccioletti is an artist and musician based in Milan, active under multiple names – Death in Plains, 4SICSX, spcnvdr and Enrico B – in the fields of post-conceptual, new vernacular, performance and sound. He is interested into incompleteness and circularity, duplication and accumulation, waste, layering, forgery, faux-real. In his work he explores the coexistence of multiple possibilities, playing with the paradoxes of a material world bathing at the source of digital intangibility; relations and value in networked communities; perception of the self and expectation, performance anxiety in condition of over-exposure to information; space/time compression in the over-excited lifestyles of an accelerated culture; reality as mediated through the screen; arrangement and re-interpretation of opposites such as presence/absence, real/virtual, actual/possible, in form of intertwined concepts; language in the age of digital image; hearing and sound, relations between harmony and noise in Western civilisation; strata of hybridisation between substance and data; abrupt of the immaterial into a tangible environment; the quasi-post-human condition split among the contradiction of immaterial labour vs. physical needs, everyday demands vs. the universal texture, sexual desire vs. pristine dematerialization. Exhibitions and performances include, among others: Fondazione Pastificio Cerere, Roma; 319 Scholes, New York; Istituto Svizzero di Roma, Milano; Viafarini, Milano; MADRE, Napoli, Offset Festival, London, Mediterranea 16, Ancona; Fabio Paris/Link Center for the Arts of the Information Age, Brescia, Centrale Fies, Dro; Interno 4, Bologna. He also works for Mousse Magazine and Vdrome.
Enrico Boccioletti #AERIAL: The Floating Body in a Distraction Economy
live media, première, production Xing/Live Arts Week
#AERIAL is a sound diffusion piece and speed-lecture for human voice, two synthesizers, laptops, and multi-channel video. Enrico Boccioletti produces, keeping in mind that in the act of making something, all other options die – unborn. The constant opportunity of what might have been reverberates, eternally, in what actually becomes factual. "An accelerated lifestyle. There is no better place to stay than entropy. My hands do not touch your face; there is no distance. It is infinite. Endless scroll. Slide into the void that embraces me. I fall and fall, and again. Shoot footage, shoot footage, shoot footage. Just keep shooting, accumulate, layering, multiplexing. Here I am, the air lets me go, to fall, timeless. I am heavier than her. She is in the images, in the waste of time, in the excess of data. She is in the cables under the ocean, in the server-farm, at 13000 satellites; it is the Kessler syndrome. And/or: floating bodies and the impossibility of love in a distraction economy".