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Federico Federici

Federico Federici is a conceptual artist working in the fields of writing, video art, installations and physics. His works have appeared in international journals and anthologies including 3:AM Magazine, Art in America, Diagram, Perspektive, Jahrbuch der Lyrik, Poet Lore, Sand, The Shanghai Literary Review, The Manhattan Review and others. Among his books: “Liner notes for a Pithecanthropus Erectus sketchbook” (2018); “A private notebook of winds” (2019); “Transcripts from demagnetized tapes” (2021); “Biophysique Asémique” (2021); “Profilo Minore” curated by Andrea Cortellessa (2021). His forthcoming book is “Ionic Notebook” (Calamari, 2025).
  • Location: 44.252637° N, 8.261132° E; Date: July 10, 2021 writings may exhibit analogous informative sign-borne patterns when ex- posed to noise, readers, or other stresses investigations in the asemic range, illegible to the human brain, have pro- vided reliable evidence in this regard asemic signs are pictures of processes that…

  • Time behaves like a wave: past and future interfere in the present, as in Young’s experiment. Closing a slit shifts time’s path, yet both remain linked.

  • A Zero-Point Writing?

    Asemic writing defies conventional meaning, requiring readers to interpret abstract signs, blurring boundaries between language and visual art.

  • "Vertebrae" is not just a book; it is a visual and literary journey through industrial remnants and military echoes…

  • The darkening tree

    Quarks and photons / are gross accommodations, / chips of some blown up god / intractable in the mind, / codes, seals, travelling leaves…

  • Devo concentrarmi sul bosco e pensare che è fatto di alberi e dietro ogni albero un bosco. Palmo su palmo s’impara a distinguere una corteccia dall’altra, si scoprono le fioriture del muschio, o una punta di gemma. Dentro ogni foglia c’è un albero e dentro ogni albero un bosco: la…

  • Partivano tutti portandosi dentro i pensieri del mondo, tenevano il conto dei passi tra i denti battendoli in terra. Che colpi ogni metro, che urli e comandi: «serrate le righe!» Marciare compatti trasporta anche i morti e nasconde i feriti.

  • The Place

    The place we’ve never visited / in the time we’ll never spend / the aim of the tools at hand / the next step beyond reach.

  • XLVI

    Treading on limestone and slime, / tangles of seaweeds, up hill from / black sand-banks and pebbles, with / the pace of hunter on the bear path…

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