This is an unpublished project premiered today on C41 Magazine.
Santolo Felaco was born in 1984 in Naples and he is currently based in Rome.
In 2016 he found L.I.S.A. collective with Gian Marco Sanna and Dario Li Gioi. In 2017 he published the fanzine 918. In 2018, together with Gian Marco Sanna he published the fanzine called But I love you. In 2018, he published the book Caput Mundi with Urbanautica Institute.
His works have been published in some international magazines like Der Greif, Zeit Magazine online, GUP Magazine, Phases Magazine, F-Stop Magazine, Das Magazine, Gente di fotografia, Youthies, etc.
About ‘Spleen’ – words by Santolo Felaco:
Et de longs corbillards, sans tambours ni musique,
Défilent lentement dans mon âme; l’Espoir,
Vaincu, pleure, et l’Angoisse atroce, despotique,
Sur mon crâne incliné plante son drapeau noir.
(extract from “Spleen”by C. Baudelaire)
Where I come from, even the air is melancholic. At dusk, when the light gives out its final rasping breaths, ghosts come out from the bowels of the earth to remind you of who you are.
I have breathed that air for years, and I have lost count of how many times my lungs got filled and emptied of that “pneuma” of existence. Melancholy gives back to us our most solid and sad awareness: the idea of the end.
All that is left to do, with aware forgetfulness, is to deceive our fate by
facing the spiteful barbaric fury of our times and transforming our existence
From the lungs, that scent of death has found its home in the bowels and in
the mind, drumming in our head the same incessant question: “Where are