Prometheus and Carnival
Italy, Tricarico 2014 Prometheus gave us wings of fire to contain the darkness and to sweeten the disorder. From the storm of the divinities’s challenges, Prometheus wanted to create harmony for human beings. On the earth the trace of fire the wind left a mark that soothes dreads and fears.
S. Anthony, mad and hermit, wanted to challenge the flames of hell relieving from their pains those who met him
Carnival is here transhumance, transhumance of humans who interpret the seasons, the cyclic seasons of life and earth. A herd of ox-men, with bells hanging on their necks, cut through the suspended time of carnival to celebrate the alternation of life and death, to celebrate the return of a new time.
In Carlo Levi’s words in occasion of Tricarico’s carnival we find the myth, the sacred and the man. “Late at night, the town was awaken by an archaic sound: beats on hollow wooden instruments, like cracked bells, the sound of a primitive forest, which came into the bowels as an infinitely remote call; and both, men and animals, climbed the mountain up to the chapel on the top. San. Anthony, this Prometheus farmer, the inventor of fire, taming of animals and cultures, was the ancient divinity of the rural world, the creator of its own origins that established himself on the tops, where the towns are guarded , in Christian churches that had then become his its sacred fences. ”