Playing with my hair

So I left Milano and then my home.

I landed in London on the first day of September.

It seems impossible to me that this is the same year I worked with Marcello! Since I started Goldsmiths things got so intense that it seems to be a different year :D A year with Marcello, another year at Goldsmiths, that's how I feel… it's only three months I moved to London, though!!! :)

I was back.

Then, in late September I enrolled and the first email I sent to my family sounded more or less like this:

"Ciao!

I'm sending some updates from university.

I'm very very happy, university costs a lot but here everyone is very nice. They treat me very well and everyone helps me. This first week I have to do bureaucratic things and then, next week, classes will start.

The other day I had a problem to pay the fee. Here everyone is very kind and they explained everything to me. So I fixed it and today I paid without any problem.

Then, I had to ask the password to use college wi-fi, because there's free wi-fi for all the students all around the campus. So I came to the library and they connected my iPhone and my laptop to the internet in five minutes without problems. I'm so happy that here everyone is so nice and everything works well.

Also, from the student office I already got a paper that I can bring to the bank to open a UK bank account. I think next week I'll go to the bank. It's much more convenient to have a UK account.

Moreover, here at college there's a beautiful library, it's like in a skyscraper and there are huge windows and I can see the city while studying. The library opens 24/7. I can studying at the library even at night if I want to, or even on Sunday morning. Always. So, today I'm already here in the library to prepare my presentation for next Monday.

I'm very happy and at college I already have some friends studying here and it is nice when I meet them because I don't feel alone and they can help me as well when I don't know what to do because I'm new here.

I'm sending a picture of my student card. It allows me to get into the library and I can have discount for public transportation and also clothes shops.

Lots of greetings ciao ciao ciao!!!"

Tears.

Being at Goldsmiths is the best.

It means being in harmony with myself,

means having a studio,

and having a studio visit with Metahaven.

Those professionals I used to take as references are my tutors,

and those young artists I used to take as references are my colleagues.

It means seeing those curators I used to take as references passing by my studio,

and being friends with those young curators I wanted to work with.

I can invite people I craved to talk to and talk to them in my studio,

I can talk to those people who wrote those books I used to study,

it means reading those books with the people who wrote them.

It means speaking my language, finally,

my thoughts are respected,

what I do is acknowledged as a profession,

it means I'm asked to be a professional in what I do.

It means I've done it!

but the price to pay was high, that's why I'm always there,

night and day in my studio,

everything is there now and there is where I want to be.

It means people like me for what I want to be liked.

First day of school

Campus

Studio

Printmaking lab view

Richard Hoggart Building

Richard Hoggart Building top floor

2014.11 - Exhibitions in London

Korakrit Arunanondchai 2557 (Painting with history in a room filled with men with funny names 2) (with Korapat Arunanondchai) @ Carlos/Ishikawa - Sep 16

Beware Wet Paint @ ICA - Sep 23

Neïl Beloufa: Counting on People @ ICA - Sep 23

POLYMYTH x Miss Information @ Auto Italia South East - Oct 4

Tracey Emin The Last Great Adventure is You @ White Cube - Oct 7

Cécile B. Evans – Hyperlinks @ Seventeen - Oct 10

Timur Si-Qin Premier Machinic Funerary Part II @ Carl Kostyál + Shanzhai Biennial No. 3 @ Project Native Informant - Oct 13

Unoriginal Genius @ Carroll/Fletcher Project Space - Oct 30

WAREZ @ Carl Kostyál - Nov 13

James Clar: SEEK @ Carroll/Fletcher - Nov 13

WAREZ @ Carl Kostyál + Acting Truthfully Under the Circumstances @ Tenderpixel + Reboot Horizon @ Cell Project Space - Nov 13

Ilona Sagar PROSOPOPOEIA:MANUAL:HAND:BOOK @ Assembly Passage Project - Nov 15

Bloomberg New Contemporaries 2014 @ ICA - Nov 25

Sanssouci Realty ISSUE #1: The Latte Vision with Eloise Bonneviot and Harry Burke @ tank.tv - Nov 27

Tiril Hasselknippe SOPHANES @ Evelyn Yard - Dec 17

& Wild Simo appeared at

Andrea Zucchini Alchemical Studies @ Tenderpixel // met Carolina!! - Sep 5

Mild Translation @ Jupiter Woods - Sep 6

Who Thinks The Future? @ Lewisham Arthouse - Sep 26

Jonathan Baldock Notes from the Orifice @ Vitrine Gallery - Oct 7

Reboot Horizon @ Cell Project Space - Nov 13

6PMYLT - the UK beta test @ Furtherfield Commons - Nov 22

2014.11 - Moments that made me happy

ICA Off-Site: Do You Follow? Art in Circulation #1 with Alex Bacon, Kari Altmann and Anne de Boer! whoa it was nice going to club with them two days before! - Oct 15

Frieze London VIP & Christie's Italian Sale // whoa Camilla in London for three days!! - Oct 16

Whoa! Clara Holt at the studio ♡ - Oct 25

and then, the moment I've been truly happy - Dec 13

yeah, that picture did fit well the morning I was ready to go home after four months in London but actually it was taken the week before, after a slice of lemon cake.

This is the story I'd whisper into a hole in a tree,

the story of how I got that smile.

Being in school feels strange

falling in love

it's like going backwards

she looks gorgeous to me

maybe she is

but it's the way she talks that takes my breath away.

It's not love but it's something that doesn't happen everyday

it's something that happened

I couldn't say how

I saw her

it happened to work together

seeing how talented she is

that's the thing that got me

she didn't have an umbrella, I offered her mine

she approached me at a party and gave me a compliment

I went home thinking at her

then had lunch together and another lunch and yet another

and openings at night, me and her in the packed tube close to each other

some friends

and me and her again in a secondhand bookshop, then running away

I can't remember when it was exactly that Sunday afternoon we spent in my studio talking about Wong Kar-wai

finally with her I could talk about those few things I really like

she started to talk about them before I could even mention...

yes, I'm talking about Wong Kar-wai… she asked me Do you know him?

oh well, he's my favourite director. His films in my locker.

Then, one day I went for lunch to the sixth floor

my sentiments changed

I wrote her a letter

we talked about it only a couple of days later 

nothing to do, we hugged

but the day after she was in my studio again

lunches started to be almost every day

and openings every night

one Sunday she asked to see me in the afternoon

but it was only for ten minutes…

I started to like her very much

then one night we cooked pasta on the sixth floor… that energy…

after lunch in my studio writing Korean

I made her blush, that day I made her blush…

she came to my place, pasta and pizza again it felt good I took her to the bus stop under the rain together

at the party we took a moment to talk. that night was so intense.

I'm sure she knew it, I'm sure she liked it

it felt like love

and the night after we were out together again

going around and around and having a slice of lemon cake finally happy finally my heart was somehow close to be happy

one night I went up to the sixth floor

she inspired me poetry

afterwards she wrote me a letter and gave me a small present

I'm home now, drinking camomilla

it's Christmas and it's snowing outside

I have a flight to London tomorrow.

sm

The 2014.11 Simo Monsi Playlist

♡ Primo giorno di scuola Compilation ♡

And I'm struggling because life goes so fast these days,

I don't know if I should write these things...

but she made my days in London so far,

and if I would ask her if I should hide this irrational kind of intense feeling,

I'm sure she would say

no.

Where did I start from? I was in a relationship with a girl who now lives in Switzerland,

the most beautiful person I've ever met

and I was reading Damien Hirst…

it was more than three years ago.

I renounced many things, I decided to do so.

I took many risks and I almost got mad,

but I won this game.

I changed my life.

I did.

When I think that I haven't seen her for a year and a half, life seems wasted.

I'm angry, I'm furious.

Till it comes home to you

What really matters is what matters to me,

and those two cappuccinos in Peckham definitely mattered to me.

Life is in the making.