What will you believe in?
The future virus? It’s the one that will spread to our bone marrow, that ‘anything is possible’ sense of lightness that takes over virally, entering men’s, women’s, children’s heads. This is the virus. What can be as fantastic as the virus of imagination? To turn something already there, already real, which accompanies us every day into something fantastic. Let’s start: the colour green of a tree, the flavour of an ice cream, the listening to a poem, a drawing. Can it start like this, like an explosion to life, a list of things to do and think, to which everybody can contribute even if from a distance? Yes, it can! Planting a tree, drawing a picture, writing a sentence, recounting an event… everything contributes to the Third Paradise.
And that’s where we can start playing by drawing a circumference, the way the painter Giotto did. Inside the circle, like in an urn, we keep all our many wishes, some impossible, some fulfillable, some personal, some collective.
Let’s take the word ‘peace’, for example: for me, it’s sitting in the middle of a square and feel I’m part of the world. We are back to the circle. For me, peace is also lying in the sun, following it around like a sunflower. Roundness is in the moon light, which, in its perfection, keeps us company.

Dear Michelangelo, – she said addressing Pistoletto, editor’s note – as you already know, it’s in a circle that the relationships we need are formed. In geometry, the circle is the part of a plane delimited by a circumference, consisting of an infinite number of dots at the same distance from a given point called centre. Not more than a fixed distance, called radius. It’s like a watch: the radius is the hand, marking time minute by minute. We are all the dots that need to unite to form the big circle. We can keep the one-meter distance but we will always be able to draw that ideal of roundness. The centre of the circle doesn’t move, we can in turn move there, but there is room just for one of us, we have to alternate. Let’s take our time: let’s be idle. It’s a nice concept from the Renaissance: “otium crea negotium”. We don’t want to square the circle, i.e. carrying out the impossible task of transforming a circle into a square of the same area with the help of a ruler and a compass. But we don’t want to square our life with its endless running around and being anxious. We have thought of stopping time for a long time now. That’s how we got sick. And we might have understood that we want to defend the time of life, be it in the sky, on the earth or everywhere.