Riccardo De Cal
Italy, 2010, 40'
Fast hands, accustomed to work, mash, knead, knock. The shots are now more deaf, now more accurate, sound. It all starts from the material: clay, indeed, the "crea" what's his name in the Veneto. And like an initiation, the man, the potter goes first where everything has its origins: the quarries. Mountains of clay. It's a strange place, quiet, where everything has the same color of the moon and it looks like a different planet. Who is this old silent, his face framed by white curls in the form of flames, which create the impression of a Hellenistic head? What is his history of man, potter and artist? The film attempts a path in his life and in the symbolic place to which he devoted enormous effort, in which he has lived a long time: the old Rivarotta furnace.