Paths from the visual to the verbally articulated kept crossing in my head. A peculiarity of the Italian context is that some crucial voices of the twentieth-century feminist movements-like that of Lonzi, for instance-had strong links with contemporary art. Nevertheless, until recently their works had a limited visibility and volume both within and beyond Italy’s borders. Frequently ignored or indexed as “minor” and marginal by mainstream criticism, these artists surfaced together with a generation of women art writers like Lonzi, Lea Vergine, and Annemarie Sauzeau, all of whom I have learned to listen to. I first began this travel backwards thanks to artists like Binga, La Rocca, and Marcucci, who didn’t label themselves as feminists or actively participate in the movement but whose deconstruction of the codes of communication generated eloquent forms of “difference,” where female identity is called into play as a medium of resistance. As is the continuing need for women writers and artists everywhere to individuate a means of expression beyond cramping binary logics-the need to speak up instead of being silenced. Interrogations on how to make oneself seen and heard, and to expand the capacity of generating audibility without losing touch with one’s “peripheral” perspective and culture, are my own concerns, just as they were those of a group of Italian women so many decades before me. I think the polar pull of this postwar work for me is also, however, a reaction to my specific situation of speaking in Italian but writing mostly in English, my lingua franca and perennially vague terrain, where assertiveness meets so many limits. Perhaps my attraction to this past era is an unconscious reaction to the current new wave (or deluge) of “technological language,” which occupies all spaces of communication and contact, dictates social rules and behaviors, and increasingly pushes singularities into pre-ordered, promptly marketable forms of narration: assertive, extroverted, outspoken. For women writers, artists, and activists like Lonzi, as well as Carla Accardi, Mirella Bentivoglio, Tomaso Binga, Ketty La Rocca, Lucia Marcucci, and Giulia Niccolai, among others, this was a period of articulation, of new experimental forms of expression that attempted to break free from the semiotic and silencing constraints of the patriarchal order, overburdened with the oppressive legacy of Fascism and Catholic morality. Such writing placed itself at the intersection between image, word, and nonverbal codes. Although often uncomfortable with the idea of “rediscovering,” I’ve found myself increasingly attracted to this late-century period, when the boom of mass media, commercial communication, and the fetishism of modern technologies in Italy found a subversive antidote in visual poetry and the so-termed Nuova Scrittura (New Writing). Likewise, I might classify some of my own recent explorations 3 as a “language movement,” i.e., an itinerary that draws me near to a cluster of Italian women artists and art writers from the 1960s and ’70s that were connected by their redefinition of language as something textual, corporeal, performative, political, and oblique. Her diary noted personal experiences, dreams, meetings, and reflections: an ever-moving stream-of-consciousness-style record that was also an attempt to master written language from a woman’s perspective. 2 Her title indicated an imperative mood full of doubts as to what to do with words, right at the point of her public disclosure of the private notes she had kept from 1972 to 1977. Or rather, speak,” as Italian art critic turned activist Carla Lonzi called her “Diary of a Feminist” in 1978. 10183533 Cataloging source UKMGB Geronimo Stilton Stilton, Thea Dewey number 741.Taci, anzi parla: “Shut up. Summary With the school year beginning at Mouseford Academy, the Thea sisters are looking forward to both the school dance and the arrival of whales at the island, but when a whale arrives early and attacks the boats, the girls investigate Storyline Every year at this time, the whales move off the coast of Whale Island, but this time, a savage killer whale threatens the peace Member of Summary It's the start of the new school year and the students have arrived at Ratford College.
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