|stanza 21, anita lane, novembre 2000|
2000/oct/21-nov/24 open 7 nights/week 00:00 am to 06:00 am
in this time at the vucciria the last shops of the market were closing at 9 pm and the taverna azzurra was closing a half hour later. the market was open at 6 am in the morning. the night was empty and silent, some men around, no women, but dogs. the point why i rented for 2 mounths a small magazzino of the palazzo lo mazzarino at the piazza garraffello.
at the other side of the square was my pilot work what i did one year before, 19 types of flowers covered on 19 open rooms in the ruin of the ex loggia dei catalani, because i continued to make other rooms with this unfiltered kind of communication, raw like in this square, disgusting sometimes. not only for that the beautiful world of italian art contemporary was going in distance with me quickly, the other important point of good bad happy sad. i called it stanza 21.
i was sitting in the stanza 21 on a high seat between 2 refrigerators and i sold 2 different drinks in a bad italian language. in front of me was an electronic organ, three chairs right and three chairs left for visitors. the most visitors were men, night workers, thieves, pimps, alcoholics and a few they can´t sleep. 6 objects inside i dedicated to 6 different women. they frequented the room in different times. mostly. at the last week there were two raids in one night. after the ri-installation of the stanza 21 i did my first official 48h no break performance at the last 2 days.
finally, today, all magazzinos are open again, but from midnight to the morning, closed at the day. the irony of the times for the kids they were growing up with my things at the piazza garraffello. nobody of them want to go to the north to earn money, because its much better at home for the money. cash rules, not god.