Nike Brass Alghisio was born and growed-up in Venice , Italy (the town of the winged lion) , at 17 years old she moved into Rome (the town of the mother wolf) and studyed Academy of Arts finished and graduated with the maximum votes, actually she's living and operating in Berlin (the town of the female bear).
She's a polyhedric visual artist :
performer, installations maker, but first a figurativ neo-symbolistic
painter, the biggest passion, she has also worked for three years in a
company of VFX, specialized on 3dimensional organic modellation. Latest
exhibitions In Italy and Berlin are the happening in Macro Contemporary
Art Museum (Rome), a collective in the Palace of the exhibitions (Rome),
collective "Tarots" with Mondo Bizzarro Gallery (Rome), collective
exhibitions with Max Papeschi at Abnormal gallery (Berlin) and actually
she's also collaborating with Cell63 ArtGallery (Berlin).
Pitch the first stone someone who, as me, after have take a walk on the
difficult ways that we used to call : Streets of the Art (or streets of
the creative research) has never wished , or has never craved to be (or
to become ) Alice by Lewis Carrol? Alice who, for being across the
mirror,falled down on the unknow, on the famous Wonderland. The land
that is the inexhaustible orchard of metamorphosis and also the botanic
cultivation of the earlier NONSENSES...
Orchard where you can feel each time on a different way : too small or too big...
Place where Marcel Duchamps is the "Hatter" and Rose Selavy is also his
double; Frida Khalo Queen of Spades or Hearts; the Chesirecat enigmatic
and sly, that can become each time a figurativ realist painter,
animator and ideator of environments, protagonist oh Happenings: one of
the lot of realist or neo-dada that, staying on one highest branch of
the Contemporary Art Tree, appear and disappear, without showing whole
the ownbody, but always with a sardonic smiling. Pinch the first stone
who, expelled (or had left) from Wonderland has never wished for
vocation or for revenge an "heroic" moment on his own research- For me
it was the era that i call "the years of Pentesilea".
Who never has
wished to empathize ,probably on a klutzy way or only for a few time, on
Pentesilea by Von Kleist? Who has not never succumbed to the temptation
of renounceting to live on the Eden, bited by the neo-romantic snake
that rappresent the desire of the absolute?_
Even if the fury of
Pentesilea and the Achille's daring, both conscious tu run in front of a
fatal destiny that will not save them from the last breath...
Because fatal will be the massive fury of one the kluzy of the other, so
massive that on act of love never lived they could find again peace of
the senses and reason.
On the mataphoric meaning Alice and
Pentesilea were two essential moments of my creative research, but first
research of myself, as a woman or as also simply, a "cultural
And now? If it's true that i feel like sometimes
Pentesilea asked to Alice to go away (leaved her on the Mtamorphosys and
Nonsenses Land), it's also true that the more gentle Arianna (maybe
more curios and more well-disposed to enjoy the unknow then Penstesilea)
has also asked to Penstesilea to go far-away. And now I'm wearing
Arianna's clothes even inside of me continue to exist Alice and
Penstesilea. And like Arianna now I mist over on this labyrinth of
tunnels and rooms in unpredictable itinerary.