"I’ll tell you a secret!"
Order and disorder seems to be reversed in the burlesque’s codes of a world that must be built, invented. The carnival becomes an evocation of a circular time where everything goes back but is never the same. The revealed Secret makes its way. The stars that adorn the chariot are still illuminated by the light of day and it is at that moment that begins the amazing dance of imaginative evocations that tell, like as unconscious projections, what behind the intimacy of a secret take light and form. The world becomes a stage for beings who adopt masks and wigs trying to deface the melancholy and sadness. And it is in this way that, through man’s vices, we can meet the look of those who fear itself. (Italy, Ronciglione 2013)