Anna Maria Scocozza was born in 1965 in Rome, where she lives and works. She graduated in Costume and Fashion and attended the School of Nude Art at the Academy of Fine Arts in Rome, as well as numerous specialization courses in painting, decoration, paper, and cardboard.
She leads artistic-creative workshops and courses in painting techniques at museums, schools, and youth centers for adolescents, adults, and children.
My artistic narrative is the result of inspired creation, always balanced between dream and reality, decline and rebirth, spirit and matter, aesthetics and ethics, reality and poetic sublimation.
At first glance, my "poetic garments" may seem like consumer objects, but they are actually "containers of meaning," mirrors for self-reflection and a source of wonder.
My works are visions to be worn with the soul, borrowing and utilizing as a pretext, as a metaphor, a "poetic wardrobe" entirely feminine: dresses, lingerie, shoes, and other garments made from recycled paper and cardboard, urging the viewer to reflect on reuse and to see waste through the lens of "creative rebirth."
Reuse is understood not only as a source of beauty but also as a stimulus for increasingly sustainable education, as a value and human duty.
My artistic practice connects particularly with the archaic and powerful feminine energy—courageous, shameless, and creative—which is my own energy, my own strength, shared by all women. It thus becomes a tool for resolving and healing, with beauty, the intimate wounds and sufferings of women's life journeys.
I mend the wounds with the gold of hope and love; these will eventually transform into bright slits through which the light of awareness can enter.
Paper (especially recycled paper) tells stories imbued with life and memories. In its lightness and apparent fragility, in its protean nature, it hides an eternal and universal matrix. Paper wasps know this well: they gather wood fibers, mix them with saliva, and use them to build paper nests that withstand water. And they have shown humans how wood can be turned into paper. We are Nature. Nature, therefore paper, is me in another vegetal form.
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