“Immersed in the water of our beginning, suspended between the labyrinth of the entrails and the still closed threshold of visible life, we first dwell within our origin. They say that from there we can perceive every sound and that, from that black interior without memory, we, already sensitive to the voice, can also hear speech. In this way we are generated, in the darkness and in listening to the word. Then, having crossed the threshold of creation, we come to the light and are thrown outside. In the enigma of forms and in the mystery of figures, the world offers itself to us as an image: in that moment, we become a gaze
Then begins the peripeteia of our existence, through the labyrinths that we see opening incessantly before our eyes, on the surface of the world, and through the abyssal labyrinths that, with our eyes closed, we perceive opening up just as incessantly within us. And in the gaze, through the sign and memory, we can learn to give a name to everything and to recognize the shape of everything.”

                                                                                                                                                                                                      Genesis 1,26