I amgrateful

B.I.A.N.C.A. by Stefano Chiassai - Marker on paper artwork

Stefano Chiassai, B.I.A.N.C.A.
2024. Marker on paper. 30x30

I am grateful for the opportunity to experience life, embracing diversity and rejecting prejudice. I struggle to understand humanity's capacity for selfishness and violence. My response to such cruelty is to advocate for peace, valuing beauty, love, and empathy. We must enrich the world with humanity, not hatred.

For me, music is a necessity, and I experience it as the best method of self-expression. Beyond the genres I create, ranging from experimental electronic to classical, the message I try to convey can be summarized as a manifesto representing the deepest human emotions and aims to denounce all those situations where humanity is set aside.

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I would like to thank everyone, anyone, every living being, for the fortune I've had in being able to experience this life, in being born in a historical period, in a place, in a family that has allowed me to realize and enjoy the beauty of life. Gratitude is one of the actions that most ennobles the soul: do it with satisfaction and with respect.

I have always tried to take the best from what life presented to me, avoiding unnecessary conditioning and prejudices and cultivating the value of diversity, which I have always considered a resource. But human beings are small, afraid, selfish, and dishonest: sometimes I think about humanity, about the actions it is taking today, and I cry.

It is terribly difficult for me to understand how one person, standing before another, can so superficially think he is better, be convinced that their worth and the value of their life are different and superior to someone else's, to be prejudiced against the goodness of other souls when all they know about them is an unnecessary and horrifying prejudice born from a lack of culture.

I find myself thinking that human beings, if deprived of sight, might be better: I imagine a person alone, in the darkness, in the cold, in silence, abandoned, suffering, asking for help – how could you not help them? Then I wonder how it is possible for someone to arm themselves with the intent to kill, to find the courage to do it, to have the strength to do it again, without thinking that those victims are someone else's children, someone else's parents, grandchildren, relatives, or friends.

I don't understand.

how it is so impossible to place oneself in another's life, to imagine that roles could be reversed, that by closing and reopening our eyes, reality could be different, that the ones being harmed could be your own children, your own relatives, your own friends, ourselves? It seems impossible to contain this innate animal selfishness that humans have carried within them since the beginning of time.

Personally, I absolutely reject war and violence. I am convinced that containing violence is the only hope for humanity. Everyone has their own experiences, and it is certainly not easy to overcome certain events, traumas, tragedies and to avoid projecting one's pain, one's suffering, one's anger onto others. But breaking the spiral of violence is the only way for humanity to elevate itself, and the only opportunity for each individual to be human.

The world, nature, and the human beings who are part of it represent the beauty, love, and emotions we must nourish ourselves with. We must seek and cultivate art and freedom, be moved and inspire others, broaden our horizons and value differences by respecting and embracing them: loving them. We must progress culturally, we must trust and be fair, honest, we must enrich this world where courage is being human, not being beasts.

My answer to violence is life.